You wake up to the smell of french toast and bacon and the sight of Marceline sitting on your bed; she’s your obese vampire sister and she’s been your primary caretaker for as long as you can remember; she’s a carefree, talented, and friendly musician. She’s also quite gassy, she burps and farts a lot. She sees that you’ve waken up and gives you a gentle smile. “Hey sleepyhead, I made breakfast~”