Payback

I've got a new story for the Amazing World of Gumball AU that I sincerely hope is much more pleasing to all of you readers than some of the other shit I've written. Well, here we go.

Disclaimer: The OCs below belong to the deviantART users listed next to each. The show TAWOG belongs to Mr. Ben Bocquelet.

Gumdrop Watterson: Midnight-Wolfi3.

Carine Watterson: SoUr-MaNtIs.

Mortimer Watterson: DoctorWii.

Carbon Watterson: ZombieRay10.

Marissa Watterson: MichaelRyder37.

Chapter 1

Sunlight landed on the blue ghost-cat Gumdrop's face through a gap in the bedroom window drapes. He blinked his eyes open, sat up in his bed, yawned, and stretched his slightly stiff body. Getting up, he walked to his dresser drawer and put on his trademark skull necklace. After this, he went to the bathroom and splashed water on his face.

Because he still had some fatigue from his sleep the previous night, his eyes were only half open when he went to the bathroom. If he was wide awake, he would have noticed that there was writing on him once he was standing in front of the mirror. Of course, he did notice once he dried his face, and what was written made him blurt out, "WHAT THE HELL?!"

'IF I'VE GOT IT, I SUCK IT' was written on his forehead with a Sharpie. He paused a moment to take it in; then, he stalked back to his bedroom to wake up his white ghost-cat brother, Mortimer.

"Mortimer. Mortimer, wake up!" Gumdrop whispered loudly, shaking Mortimer awake.

"Ugh, what is it, Gumdrop?" asked Mortimer groggily. Blinking, he looked at Gumdrop, and when he saw the statement on his head, blinked some more.

"Gumdrop, you got a little, uh…" said Mortimer.

"I know, someone wrote on my forehead," Gumdrop said, annoyed. "Did you see someone come in here last night?"

"Nope. I spent every moment till now sleeping. I didn't see anyone," replied Mortimer. Gumdrop groaned loudly.

"Great. Now, I have to spend the day with this on my forehead! Ugh, fuck my life!" he lamented, sitting on his bed and pouting.

"Well, I guess I'll see you later, Gumdrop," Mortimer awkwardly said as he left the bedroom.

"Whatever," sighed Gumdrop.

After a while, Gumdrop stopped sulking and went downstairs to get himself some breakfast. He passed his older brother Carbon as he got downstairs. Carbon took one look at Gumdrop and almost instantly fell on the floor laughing.

"Shut up!" Gumdrop whined. His request was ignored.

"I can't!" Carbon hollered. "It suits you!" He continued laughing as Gumdrop glared and asked, "Did you do this?"

Carbon quickly controlled his laughter long enough to answer, "No. No, I didn't," but his laughter took back control as soon as he finished, "but I sure as hell wish I did!"

Gumdrop growled as he made his way into the kitchen, leaving Carbon behind to laugh his heart out.

He washed his hands, went into the fridge, got some already cooked eggs and bacon, heated them up, and sat down to eat them.

Marissa, Gumdrop's sixteen-year-old sister came into the kitchen as soon as he sat down. Once she saw him, she snickered, "You suck eggs, Gumdrop. No wonder Carbon was lauging himself retarded."

"Shut up, Marissa!" Gumdrop yelled.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Since when were you older than me?" Marissa defiantly asked.

"Who cares? Stop it," repeated Gumdrop.

"Oh, shut the hell up," Marissa said, slapping her brother in the back of the head, which propelled his head toward his plate and into his breakfast.

"Now you've got egg on your face," Marissa commented, smirking as she left Gumdrop to get the egg off of himself.

Since Gumdrop's fur had ruined his eggs, he threw them out and just finished the bacon. Once he was done, he decided to try to wash the writing off of his forehead. He passed another one of his siblings, Carine, who had nothing good to say to him.

"That is inappropriately appropriate, loser," Carine said with a malevolent smile on her face.

So, it seems that *bleep* wrote that crud on Gumdrop's forehead. What else will *bleep* do? We'll get into that next chapter.