"The Flame Prince!" Fionna ran towards me, her arms flailing.
I pointed to myself, wondering if the rabbit hooded girl had gone mad. "No, Prince Gumball. I'm Gumball, Fionna."
"No, no, no!" Fionna reached me and stopped so suddenly that she almost collided with me. "FP is in the Doomed Forest!"
I shrugged. "People go in the Doomed Forest all the time, Fionna. It's not a big deal." I stepped away and back to my telescope. I looked in it, but was more distracted by my thoughts.
Fionna kept shrieking, "He's trapped! Lost! Afraid! Someone's got to go get him!" Fionna grabbed the large end of my telescope and swiveled it to her own eye. The closeness and blueness startled me, and I swallowed a shriek of my own as I jumped back. Fionna looked at me and laughed at her joke, in light of the 'situation'.
"So go after him yourself, Fionna!" I said once my heart settled down. I crossed my arms and flicked my cotton candy hair from violet coloured eyes. One person, however, wouldn't get out of my head.
"Well, I," Fionna stuttered, her pale cheeks tinting pink. "I, was going to, GB, I just wanted to tell you in case you wanted to join me!"
I smiled at her, seeing through her, and took my telescope from her hands. "No; you're the adventurer. Go save Flame Prince, if he indeed needs saving."
"You still doubt me!" Fionna exclaimed. She pulled out of her backpack a small flambit. "Here, proof that FP is in trouble!"
I raised an eyebrow and looked around her at her green backpack. "That's really not safe, Fionna."
Fionna shrugged and replied, "This little flambit came to me for help; will you believe me now?" She slipped the flambit back into her pack.
"Sure," I said, to humour the young adventurer, "I believe you now. I'm not going with you though, so why are you still here?"
"Right!" Fionna started to jog in the direction she came from. She yelled over her shoulder, "I'll be back by tomorrow!" She waved as I pulled my telescope against my eye.
I sighed; nothing was getting done. That person wouldn't leave my thoughts. "This is pointless," I said aloud, lowering the telescope, "It's not even night out." I turned, and ran my forehead straight into someone else's. I blushed. Marshall Lee; the epitome of my thoughts.
"There are plenty things to see in the day time, Gummy. You just have to look for them." Marshall didn't even seem fazed, and floated past me, grabbing the telescope from my stunned hands. He proceeded to float out of reach, looking through the telescope.
"Marshall Lee, give it back!" I rubbed my bruising forehead and watched Marshall lazily float upward. A tree was in his way, but Marshall was too busy looking through the telescope-my telescope-that he didn't see it. And I wasn't about to point it out to him.
Whack. "Owwww!" Marshall fell from lack of concentration, flinging my telescope from his hand. It went soaring through the air and I leaped six or so feet to catch it. I landed in front of Marshall and flapped my arms to keep upright.
"Got it!" I exclaimed, grinning, holding up my prize.
Marshall groaned. "And me?" I looked down at him and almost immediately started laughing. He looked so ridiculous, so unlike himself, all crumpled on the ground, I couldn't help but laugh. Marshall grumbled and straightened himself out. He sat up and frowned at me, arms crossing. "So you'll save your precious telescope, but not a living person? What the glob, Gummy?"
"Oh you and I both know that you're not living," I said, to hopefully cover up the blush creeping into my face.
Marshall stuck his rounded tongue out at me, then pouted. It was adorable, and I'm sure if I wasn't blushing before, I was now. I giggled a little, and then blushed more trying to stop. Marshall floated up to my height, still cross-legged, still pouting. "You think this is funny, Gummy?"
The expression on Marshall's face was so humourous, I had to bite my candy lip to keep from bursting out laughing again. I failed, and covered my mouth to muffle the sound. But when Marshall floated closer so his nose was bumping mine, my laughter died in my throat and I almost choked. "Do you have any idea of the effect you have on me?" I mouthed, lips barely moving. I wasn't thinking, so lucky for me my hand was over my mouth.
"What was that, Gummy?" Marshall had stopped pouting and was looking at me so fiercely I almost took a step back. It didn't help that he was almost too close to focus on. My eyes kept going cross-eyed from trying to focus on Marshall's red pair.
I shook my head. "Nofing…" my muffled voice said. I was no longer in control of my body or voice, just my brain screaming, No, no, no, no! What are you doing?! But my head still tilted up some, causing me to nuzzle Marshall's nose, and for his lips to brush my knuckles, still covering my mouth. If your hand wasn't there, I swear, Gumball…. my brain kept saying, but I wasn't listening. Marshall jerked backward so fast I would have thought he'd been shocked.
"What the glob, Gumball?!" Marshall exclaimed, a violent blush rushing to his face. My cheeks were doing the same, and I hastened to step back as well.
Finally regaining control of myself, my telescope clattered to the ground, and I'm sure the glass in the end cracked against the cobblestone. "I, I have to go," I mumbled through my hand, before turning and running.
Half a mile away, and safely in my room, I dropped my hand to my side. My other locked the door, and I strode over to the windows. Looking across the lawn to where I totally gummed it up with Marshall, both him and my telescope were gone. My frustration abated for a moment and I thought, That, that, that vampire! He took my telescope!
It was your own fault, Gumball! You… nosed him! my subconscious teased.
"I know!" I yelled, tugging at my bubblegum hair. "What was I thinking?!" I started pacing, and pulling out pieces of my hair. I stuffed a thumb-sized wad into my mouth and chewed furiously. "Blech!" I almost spat it out. Time to shower, Gummy? My voice was starting to sound like Marshall. "I need to sleep," I muttered. So after my shower, and routinely powdering my hair so it didn't get sticky, I headed to bed to rid myself of Marshall. But when I got there, someone was already in my clean sheets.
"Marshall Lee!" I yelped, quickly crossing my arms over my bare chest in an attempt to cover myself (but making it look like I was angry). "Get out of my bed- out of my room!"
Marshall simply remained floating above my bed, his arms stacked neatly behind his head. "But Gummy, I wanted you to explain what happened out there today!" Marshall smirked.
"No!" –Marshall just pouted, which appealed to my softer side. I had to force myself not to tell the blue vampire everything.
"Oh come on, Gumball, I brought your telescope back and everything." Marshall cocked his head to my bedside table. "Give me a little explanation? Please?"
The please almost got me. Almost. "Get. Out!" I screamed, pointing at the window. "Out of my room! Out of my palace! OUT!" I was trembling I was so mad.
Marshall's eyebrows rose, but he looked almost… upset. He nodded silently and floated out the window, giving me one final, hurt look.
I collapsed on my bed, still trembling, and forced myself to not think of that wounded face.
