Tonight, I give you a glimpse, a taste, a feel, of the mind of the rare and beautiful...

CIVILIZED RABBIT!

Read this story, and you will truly understand...

But first, a disclaimer.

I do not own The Amazing World of Gumball. If I did, do you think I'd waste my time here? I'd use money as toilet paper, er, but only the fivers.

The Amazing World of Richard

"ZZZZZ!" In the garden of a blue suberb, there lay a local idiot, known as Richard Watterson.

Richerd wasn't very fit... or very attractive... or very smart... and lacked self control. HOWEVER, he did his best as a father, and, when he could be bothered, played a vital role in the household. Basically, he keeps the kids from turning into gremlins. And without him, Nicole would have died, been arrested, or gone insane... you know the episode I mean, and I'm not listing names.

Anyway, two years have passed since the events of the TV show. Gumball is in a deep relationship with Penny, and Darwin with Carrie. Anais recently became licenced in physics, and has joined one of Elmore's most prestigeous universities, by invitation. Nicole got a supervising role in her workplace, meaning that the family can finally afford nice food, much to Richard's delight. He even has another chin to prove it.

"DAD!"

Our subject wakes with a scream, but settles down upon seeing his eldest, Gumball. "Oh, it's you... I was having the most wonderful dream! I was eating at every Joyful Burger in town, and-"

"Dad. Again, that was not a dream." After a short silence, he explains his situation. "See, I want to take Penny out on a date, buuuut... I have no money."

"Okay!" Richard reaches into his wallet, pulls out a few notes without looking, and gives them to Gumball. His son's eyes widen, but Richard just gives a wink.

Gumball leaves, and our big pink friend is left with nothing to do once more. "Actually, I was told to fix the boiler..."

BULOOLOOLOOLOOLOO!

"Don't touch the boiler, you can't even do laundry right!"

BULOOLOOLOOLOOLOO!

So it was the work of a moment to get the toolbox from she shed, and race to the bacement. By toolbox, it was a lunchbox with a hammer and screwdriver, twelve sausages, five candy bars, and a can of Corporate-Cola.

The boiler was dripping from the bottom, and impossibly swollen at the top. However, Richard knows that a tap with the hammer goes a long way.

"Oh, Gaylord... your poor car..."

What with the restraining order keeping him from entering the Robinson's property, damages to their home decreased twenty percent. And when Rocky moved back in, it raised by two. But this isn't a story about them.

"SO! LET'S FIX THIS PROBLEM! They say a loud voice equals confidence, and confidence is key!"

But behind some boxes, there came a rustle. Richard twitched, looked behind him, and saw a floating sheet.

"G-g-ghost!" Richard grabs the nearest item, a pillow, and smacks the intruder silly. The pillow bursts, and feathers are scattered everywhere.

"Mister dad! Stop, you're hitting Carrie...! Oh, yeah." She was already a ghost, thus felt no bother, from the cowardly reaction of Darwin's fat father.

Richard felt totally neutral to the fact that Darwin was snogging an actual ghost.

"That's a relief! I thought there was a real ghost here!"

That, or because he wasn't competant.

"Um, this is embarrassing... I'll call you later, Darwin..." Carrie disappears, blushing. Richard is still unaware.

At least he can get down to fixing this thing.

"Careful... CAREFUL..."

WHAM!