You were in your room in the treehouse, playing video games with BMO. The little robot and you enjoyed the activity together and the overall peaceful tranquility of the moment. That was until you heard the all too familiar voice of someone hovering outside of your window.

“Aww, playing games alone?” Marshall teased in a playful manner. When you turned to see him he was floating mid-air, leaning on his palm. He looked over you with a sly smile, his crimson eyes gleaming with mischief.

He had no problem visiting you as often as he did, since in a way you were living in his old place. He had his cave now, which was way better in his opinion, so he didn’t care what happened to the old treehouse.

Well… as long as you were here.