Title: Well Played

Pairing: none really

Prompt: Old man causing trouble

Dedicated to: CT10698

Marshall was floating around the candy palace leaving a trail of newly white decorations in his wake. He was bored and Fionna was busy with her new flame, ("Ha. Get it? Flame? Cuz he's the flame prince? Shut up it was too funny!") and so he had decided to grace his sugary friend with his presence. Gumball, of course, pointedly ignored his vampire chum. Hey, how was Marshall supposed to know the sword he broke was an ancient artifact passed down through his family? It just looked like candy. So because of Gumball's lack of hospitality the vampire was amusing himself by whatever means necessary. And draining All the pink out of Gumball's castle sounded very necessary. He found a nice plush magenta chair and sunk his fangs in. When he was about half way through he heard Gumball screech.
"MARSHALL LEE!" The prince came stomping into view.
"Whuh?" He asked around a fang-ful of chair.
"You know very well 'what'! Just because Fionna is on a date does NOT give you license to drain my home of color!" Marshall finished slurping the red out of the chair.

"Well I WAS just gunna hang with you, but you refused to see me so I made my own fun" he laughed at the look of pure hatred on PG's face and followed the pink prince as he stomped away. "C'mon Blow Pop, don't be so lame."

"My name is Gumball, not Blow Pop." He bit out.

"I'm sorry, what did you say Gumwad? I couldn't hear you?" The vamp said innocently.

"It's GumBALL. My name is Bonnibeaux Gumball!"

"Whatever you say Bubba"

The prince slammed open a door ("wow bubble butt that wasn't too princely of you") and snatched the phone. He quickly dialed and a chipper voice answered on the other end.

"Yes, hello Fionna. I need to ask a favor of you." He paused to hear her answer.

"Well there is this old man hanging around and causing all sorts of trouble. Can you help me get rid of him?" He listened and nodded to the phone.

"Thanks I'll see you shortly."

Marsh crossed his arms floating behind the royal.

"What was that all about?"

"Oh nothing, she's going to kick your buns though, old man."