This is a short fan fiction I was inspired to write while listening to music on YouTube. I'll update I'd Do Anything for You sometime this week. I hope you guys enjoy this. I'll try to make it as fun as possible.
Fionna's POV
Gumball and I were having a picnic in Marshmallow Meadows. I sat next to him, my hand intertwined in his. We had been dating for about three months now.
"So what's for lunch, Gummy?" I asked, leaning into him.
"Well, I baked a soufflé, and these super cute heart shape cookies!" He pulled out a plate filled with ten pink sugar cookies iced with pink frosting and dusted with silver glitter. "Aren't they adorable?"
"Sure, they're really cool," I answered a little sarcastic. "Wow," I thought. "He can be a real girly girl sometimes."
He lowered the pan slowly. His face fell. "God, please don't cry" I groaned in my head. "What's wrong? You don't like them?"
"No, they're great." I said quickly. "It's just…"
"I knew it!" he sobbed, throwing the pan down. "You hate my baking!" He started to cry even harder. "Nothing I do is ever right!"
"Uggggh. Gumball, calm down." I moaned. I patted his back as he continued to weep. Suddenly, something inside me snapped. "Dear Glob Gumball! Suck it up!" I wailed. Why do I always have to be the mature one in this relationship? He was always freaking out and throwing tantrums if I gave him the least bit of criticism. Sometimes, I wish he could just act like a man.
"What did you say?" he stammered. I almost felt sorry for him. He looked like a whipped puppy. But I remembered all the times he cried like this and how I always ending up comforting him. "Not this time," I thought.
"I said stop crying like you're three all the time!" I shouted, jumping up and throwing up my arms. "I'm sick of the tantrums, the tears, and the drama! I thought I was dating a prince, not a baby. I'm tired of having to pick you up all the time! Just knock it off!"
His eyes started to water again. "Are you breaking up with me?" he blubbered.
I sighed. "I don't know, Gumball. I just need some time to think about this, okay? I'll see you later." I started to walk down the hill.
"See you at the ball next Wednesday!" he shouted.
"Sure," I responded quietly. "If we're still together then," I said under breath.
