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For FearPersonified, because you happen to have guessed correctly. You bitch.
Bubba Gumball was a perfect person. He was well-liked, peppy, and very handsome to the ladies.
Marshall Lee was a hot mess. He was hated, jaded, and a bully, quite unlike Bubba. And while the bad boy was liked amongst the women, he stayed out of courtships.
They both want to Tomorrow High School, named so because it was the middle point between the caves where the Nightosphere's past resident's reside and the Candy Kingdom. Candy teenagers, vampires, ghosts, and humans went to school there, and everyone was treated equally by the faculty, thus "Making tomorrow better for everyone."
But the thing was, they both happened to meet on common grounds. Marshall was a king, but one with a broken home in the Nightospehere, it only seemed natural to run off and live in Aaa. Bubba had a loving foster family in his Candy Kingdom. Both royalty, always respectful and mindful of each other.
They both had been saved by the other from accidents, such as bullies, detentions, and some sort of pain. Everybody though Marshall had gone soft when he was around Bubba, so he had to be more nasty to everybody else. He put ink bombs in people's lockers, silently taunted them with his eyes and warping his face, and sabotaged everything he could.
But he remained nice to Bubba.
TOMORROW HIGH SCHOOL
The bell rang loudly, shrill reverberations resonating through the student's ears.
Marshall dropped the nerd he was holding to the wall, sneering a quick "Looks like you were saved by the bell. We'll finish this later." to him before slipping through the crowd until he found Bubba, then relaxed, smiling at him.
"Hey." Marshall said, trying to keep his cool.
"Hey, Marshall."
Marshall smiled lightly, opening the door to the English classroom next to them.
"Thank you." Bubba said, smiling as he walked inside.
LATER THAT SAME DAY
"But yeah, you should totally come to my house and chill tonight. I wrote a new song and though it'd be sick if you could hear it…" Marshall said through the phone.
"I will be coming, Marshall… Just please make sure there are no drugs, any type of alcohol, or anything else. You know how I feel about that stuff." Gumball said, looking into the mirror at his freshly powdered hair.
"Whatever, Gumbutt." Marshall said, hanging up.
Contrary to popular belief, Marshall wasn't a drinker or a druggie. People just though that came with the badassery.
Marshall was thrown from his thoughts when a knock sounded from the door. Crap, how did he get here so fast?!
Marshall opened the door, looking at his answer. Bubba's young stallion Lord Monocromicorn, waiting at the door.
"Uh… Please enter?" Marshall said awkwardly, never sure what to say to Bubba's horse, looking back into his cave.
Lord Monochromicorn just let Bubba off, never breaking eye contact with Marshall.
"I will go back to the kingdom, prince. Send for me when you need me. If you are not back by morning, I shall come back for you. Yes?"
"Bye, pony-boy." Marshall said, dragging Bubba in, then slamming the door before Bubba could answer.