Marshall Lee was floating above the forest near his house when he saw a strange spot of pink. He thought he was going crazy when it started to move.

"What IS that?" He thought to himself. He followed it for about five minutes before he realized it was heading toward his home.

" Is that Gumball? No, no it can't be, he never goes to me first. But there he is knocking on my door...I should scare him." Marshall contorted his body into a creature so morbidly grotesque that Gumball would have nightmares for at least a week.

He crouched down on all seven misshapen legs and crawled toward that pretty, sugary lump of royalty, but he paused.

"Gumball looks so nervous, maybe I shouldn't. Ugh when did I get so soft." Marshall growled to himself, but Gumball interrupted his inner monologue when he turned around.

Marshall got to see the painfully red blush disappear from Gumball's face as a horrified look crawled on his face. Marshall saw his chance and moved closer until he towered over him. He leaned down and puffed a foul smelling cloud in his face. He cracked open his jaw, revealing his gleaming black teeth and let out a shriek that would put any banshee to shame.

"OH MY GLOB! Look at you hair it's unruly. Did you lean absolutely nothing in the past thousand years. My goodness."

"Ugh." Marshall exclaimed as he shifted back into his natural biped form.

"No seriously fix that mess." Gumball laughed.

"Nah man it keeps the ladies interested."

"Umm, yeah, sure, whatever. Sooo I came here to ask you something." Gumball said suddenly nervous. But that didn't stop his from trying to fix Marshall's hair.

"Yeah, I was wondering why you were in my domain." He said with a hiss and a soft shove directed at the Prince.

"I wanted to ask if you wanted to come over?" He said wringing his hands.

"Uhh, sure. But I always go to the Candy Kingdom, you don't need to ask."

"No-no-no-no, I mean stay over." Marshall looked confused.

"I'm asking you to 'crash at my pad' as I've heard the younger candy pieces say."

"Haha, oh like a sleep over."

"No of course not, it'll just be two people, in pajamas, that share each others space and time over night."

"Will there be movies?"

"Of course."

"Then it's a sleep over."

"Ugh fine. Are you coming or not?"

"I could be cumming but who's asking?" He said with a wink.

"I AM, and do you have something in your eye. Here let me get it" Gumball said, completely missing the innuendo.

"Yeah sure I'll go." Marshall said batting Gumball's hand away.

"Great, come by kingdom at eight. And don't be late." And with that said he rode away on his Morrow.

"Lovely, now I have seven hours to do absolutely nothing. Maybe I'll hang out with Fionna and Cake until then." Marshall said heading into his house to fix his hair, thinking about how weird it was that Gumball tried to touch him twice. He shrugged it off and contemplated how he'd spend his time.