Hey everyone! This world needs more ML X PG! I got some nice words from users last time so I'm giving it a go again! (You should all write some too! XD ) Hope you enjoy!
...agh I'm having so much trouble with the spacings in this document manager though..
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"Hmm..oh..I see….no.." Prince Gumball was seated in his lab, hunched over a pile of books, mumbling slightly to himself. The castle staff knew better than to bother him when he got like this. Unfortunately, there was an all-too-familiar intruder among the staff today.
The door clattered open and in a swooping motion, his notebook was snatched out of his reach as his textbooks carelessly spilled to the ground. "Wha—who-?" the Prince blinked but he it didn't even take a minute to realize what had happened. "MARSHALL LEE YOU GIVE THAT BACK THIS INSTANCE!" Gumball yelled, panicking. "This isn't funny! Return that to me right now!"
"Oh, do you want this?.. well, come and get it!" Floating just over Gumball's head, Marshall waved the book around, teasingly. There was nothing he enjoyed more than the look on the grumpy Prince's face..In fact, he wondered if in his life time he'd ever see something better.
"Marshall! Please! I need that back! This isn't funny!" As Gumball lunged at Marshall, he caught him off guard and the wiry vampire slipped and dropped the book. It landed open on the floor. "..Vampire research notes..?" Marshall read out loud, confused.
Prince Gumball's eyes widened in horror. His face flushed red with embarrassment. "GET OUT! I HATE YOU MARSHALL LEE! GET OUT THIS INSTANT AND NEVER COME BACK!".
Marshall felt the door hit his back as a teary eyed, furious Prince Gumball shoved him out of the lab and clicked the lock behind him.
Marshall left the castle in a stupor. As he floated away slowly, he went over the scene in his mind. Since when was Gumball so strong? He'd never seen him so mad..maybe he should lay low for a few days.. and another thing..Why did he have 'Vampire Research Notes'? He blushed slightly, despite himself. "Is he really interested in me after all?" , dismissing the other pressing thought that maybe Gumball was just trying to find a way to effectively be rid of him.
Back at the castle, Prince Gumball was gushing frantically to Peppermint Maid. "I actually told him I hated him! –and to never come back!—can you believe it? What if he never does come back?"—"Calm down sire." Peppermint maid interjected calmly. "I doubt he'll stay away for long. The more you tell him to leave, the more he comes back." She sighed, "besides it was all his fault anyway. You shouldn't stress over it."
Prince Gumball knew she was right. "He saw my notes." the prince shuddered.
"Is that really so bad? Why don't you just tell him about the experiment? Perhaps he can offer some insight into your research?"
"Its just.. of course, half of it is that I don't want to be subject to his teasing. The other half is that I wouldn't want to get his hopes up incase nothing comes of all this research. If its even possible at all, its nearly impossible. I don't even have a hypothesis yet at the very least.." he mumbled, dully.
The next morning Gumball was still feeling guilty as ever. He hadn't been able to sleep very well and was plagued with bad dreams. As the morning dragged on he groggily completed his tasks one by one but his mind was else where.
"You know, I think I'll make him an apology cake!" he blurted randomly during breakfast.
"Sire, are you still going on about yesterday? He's probably forgotten all about it already. Besides, you were not the one at fault. He's always harassing you!" Peppermint Maid was tired of hearing about Marshall Lee all the time. She also didn't care much for all the stress he caused their beloved prince.
"Still! I want to do this!"
and no one could argue with the look of relief on Gumball's face.
On his way out of the castle with the cake, Gumball bumped into an awkward looking Marshall and stumbled backwards. Marshall was wearing clean clothes for a change and holding a messy-looking boquet of wildflowers tied with a grungy black string.
"O—Oh hey Gumball! I found this on the floor and they were practically begging to be picked up.. so..um..I was hoping you could take them off my hands.." he awkwardly pushed the flowers at the Prince.
On closer inspection, Gumball could tell that Marshall had taken the time to get almost one of each type of flower in the entire forest. How cute! Was this his way of apologizing? "Thanks Marshall! I love these!"
Marshall smiled but then quickly looked at the ground. "Whatever. It was nothing."
Gumball laughed, already feeling better. "About yesterday, I'm sorry for throwing you out."
"Aw shut up man—you know I come and go when I wanna!"
"Oh, that's right. You're 'like the wind'" Gumball laughed and rolled his eyes.
"Hey! That's a nice cake! Its very...red!—Looks delicious! Is it for some one special?" Marshall eyed the cake jealously.
"Actually, I was hoping you'd accept it. I felt terrible about how I treated you.."
A smile spread across Marshall's face. It was one of the first genuine smiles the Prince had seen on him. I t was 'adorable'. He caught himself as he almost spoke out loud.
Marshall was fast and was already tearing through the cake. "This is really great PG! Did you bake it yourself?—Just for me?" He was practically glowing. Prince Gumball nodded, enjoying watching him.
"You know.. if you wanted to..you should stop by my house sometime. Its pretty chill." Marshall said cautiously, trying to read the Prince's expressions.
"That sounds wonderful! I'd love to! I—I can free up some time tomorrow!"
"Right-o. Then it's a da—um.. a.. a plan!" Marshall replied a little bit flustered. He hadn't had company over in years, besides Fi and Cake. He was going to have to do some major cleaning up if he wanted to match the Prince's high standards. Crud—was one day even enough time to get through years of dirt and clutter?
"Ah..I have to go. See you tomorrow Gummy!" he teased and then quickly floated away, carefully holding the remainders of his cake.
Back at the castle, Gumball sat dreamily at his desk.
"Sire, you've been arranging those wild flowers for the past 2 hours! Why ever are they so important to you?"
"Oh!" Gumball jumped at hearing his maid's voice. " I just think they're pretty. That's all!" He said nervously smoothing his hair. She eyed the odd bouquet suspiciously before leaving.
Alone again Gumball smiled, admiring them. He wondered why it was the best gift he had ever received. Logically it didn't make sense but he was really pleased to receive something so thoughtful from Marshall. It really meant a lot to him. He felt his face growing warm. Enough of that—He needed to pick out something to wear for tomorrow!
"So…this…this is the place it seems, Monochromacorn." Prince Gumball stuttered, feeling extremely out of place in the dark cave as he approached Marshall's front door. "Here goes nothing." He rang the bell, looking over his shoulders a few times as if he was being watched. "Hurry… hurry" Gumball muttered, pressing his body into the door frame to make himself feel invisible. He had never been a fan of caves. There could be almost anything waiting in the darkness to attack him at any moment.
Suddenly the door opened and Gumball felt himself tumble in. "Oof!" His face collided with Marshall's chest.
"Woah, relax Gummy! I knew you'd be early but I didn't know you'd be that excited to see me today! But don't worry—The pleasure's all mine!" he chuckled lightly, placing his hands on Gumball's shoulders to help him straight up, and mostly because he just wanted an excuse to touch him. He was fighting the urge to hug him tightly. "be cool, Marshall," he told himself.
"Ah—ahhh! Sorry!" Gumball squeaked, pulling himself back ward. "Um—I brought you these!" He swung the basket full of strawberries forward a bit too quickly, spilling some.
"No worries" Marshall grinned. "I'll just drink the color out of the ones that fell.—Well, come on in! It's an honor to have you here, your majesty." He bowed dramatically and then laughed once more, ushering the pink prince inside.
"Oh wait—Lord Monachromacorn! What time should he come back for me?"
"No worries. LM, I'll deliver your prince safely to the palace tonight. Trust me."
Marshall winked, teasingly and L.M. took off.
"Um..Nice place you've got here.." Gumball said politely, though he was obviously wrinkling his nose..
"Thanks.." Marshall blushed slightly. "I did my best to clean it up for you…but..I can tell you're not happy with the job.."
"Oh, .what? Its wonderful!" Gumball lied, blushing himself. Usually he had better manners. What was wrong with him today? As he glanced around the house he noticed the first floor was dimly light and a little musty smelling. It must be because of the lack of sunlight in the cave. It felt a bit dreary to him. For a moment he pitied Marshall living all alone in a place like this day after day. No wonder he always chose to hang around the castle instead. Gumball would be careful to kick him out less in the future.
"Video games?" Marshall ushered the prince into his living room. "Don't slam down on the couch too hard. I mean, I've got extra pillows on it for you, but its pretty old and kind of hard I'm told. Of course, I never actually sit myself.."
They played some game Gumball had never heard of. It was interesting and he had done surprisingly well at it. After he had beaten Marshall for the 4 ttime in a row he yawned. "So..do you have anything else planned?"
Marshall looked kind of nervous. "Yeah..well, Fionna lent me this movie..If you want to try it. I mean, its probably lame but.."
"Sure. I'm game!" PG nodded, happy to put down the game controller. "Pop it in!"
Marshall set up the tv, dimmed the lights and brought over some popcorn as Gumball waited. Truthfully the movie looked totally lame. It was some stupid movie about a dog that saved the village or something. He figured it would appeal to Gumball though.
Dragging a blanket over to the couch, Marshall plopped down next to Gumball. "Wow, this couch really does suck. What ever though…" He mumbled.
"Marshall, you can actually sit?" Gumball was surprised.
"Yeah.. you know.. I just..felt like it.." He shrugged awkwardly. "Want some blanket?"
Gumball nodded, blushing again. He had no idea what was going on for the whole first half of the movie because he was extremely conscious of how Marshall's elbow kept brushing his ever so slightly. He had never sat so close with the vampire. Sharing a blanket, with the lights out…this almost felt like a—
"A DATE?" a voice from the T.V. seemed to read Gumball's thoughts and he jumped.
"You okay P.G?" Marshall glanced at him, confused. "Are you scared? Let me hold your hand!" He joked but Gumball didn't resist. He felt Marshall tense up as he actually took his hand.
"So warm!" Marshall couldn't believe it. It had been a long time since he had felt such warmth. He snuck a peak at Gumball's face. It was almost as red as the strawberries he had brought. He looked delicious. Marshall couldn't help himself. He leaned in for a bite..
"M-marshall! What are you doing!" Gumball yelled pulling his hand back and shrinking away, confused and slightly afraid.
"Sorry Gummy!" Marshall panicked, coming to his senses. "Its just that you're face is so red, it looks really edible right now! I promise I won't bite you though."
Gumball nodded awkwardly, turning back to the movie, to mask his embarrassment. He felt like he was jus being toyed with but a part of him was very happy. He didn't understand that part at all.
'Marshall, you idiot!' He thought to himself. 'Just when you get Gumball to come to your house, you go and scare him off like that! Things had been going so well too!' He made it his prerogative to watch the movie with as much attention as he could.
Gumball was also using the t.v. as a cover as well. The movie finished without any other distractions.
"That was a surprisingly touching movie!" Gumball wiped his eyes. "It really got the best of me! Did you see the end when the dog-"
"Yeah…. Sure.." Marshall answered, over him. His eyes were redder than usual and he was drained from all the effort he had spent trying to control himself for the remainder of the hour.
Gumball frowned. " I guess you didn't enjoy it much.. Well it's getting kind of late. Could you see me home?"
"Sure." Marshall was almost relieved for the night to be over. "Lets go!" He held out his hand once more. This was going to be the most trying part yet but he'd still have a lot of fun with it.
"ah..um.. do you have a..flying broom or anything like that?" It was starting to sink in. Gumball hadn't thought about it at first. The more and more he realized, the redder he got. 'What do I do now? Its kind of late to call Lord Mochro.'
Marshall snickered. "Get real Gummy. You know how I roll. Hope on the Marshall Express!" He snatched Gumballs hand's and started to float up slowly.
"M—mar—marshall! This is terrifying! " Gumball was squirming around crazily and managed to wrap his legs around one of Marshall's legs. The hadn't even made it out of the cave yet.
"You know, you're really not making this easy!" Marshall huffed, breathing heavily from the extra weight. "Hold on. I know how it will be better."
He set him down gently and then scooped him up, princess style, not giving him a chance to protest.
"Hey! What are you-?"
"I'm carrying my sweet prince home!" Marshall cut him off, laughing. Maybe he'd take the long way.
As the got higher and higher up, Gumball's grip around Marshall's neck tightened. "Don't let me fall!" the pink prince squeaked. This was so embarrassing and indemnifying. He prayed no one would spot them.
Marshall was having the time of his life. "You know, we really should do this more often Gummy. You're just too cute when you're all scared." He was really enjoying the feeling of Gumball's delicate arms around his neck, though he was sort of choking him at the moment. Not to mention his own arms were looped around the prince's back and under his legs. He pressed him closer to his chest.
"Marshall Lee.." Gumball whined, defeated " I just don't know what to think of you anymore… you're always toying with me.."
It wasn't a bad deal at all. Once he had gotten over the initial shock of flying, it was actually very nice. He felt safe in Marshall's arms and for the first time he was thinking he trusted him completely.
"Well, here you are, darling!" Marshall landed placing Gumball's feet safely on his balcony. "Thanks for today. It was a blast!" he flashed his silly 3-finger sign that Gumball could never decipher.
"Thanks. I had a great time too." Gumball said shly. "It's a pity it ended. Thank you for taking me home. I really …um.. enjoyed the ride. You've been really cool today."
No good-if he kept making that face, Marshall was going to lose himself and invite himself in with the prince. "Well, you know, I better get going. I have lots more stuff to take care of before the night ends." He lied.
"Oh.." Gumball looked kind of sad. "When can I see you again?"
"You know how I am. I turn up when ever…"
"Can you come tomorrow?" Gumball was embarrassed by the pleading tone he heard in his own voice.
"Sure. I'd like that."
Marshall flashed a cheesy smile before floated back up into the dark sky.
Gumball stayed on the balcony and watched as he grew smaller and smaller. Only when he was sure he couldn't see Marshall anymore, did he go inside.
to be continued shortly!
Hope you like it so far! please leave a comment! ^^
eep thats a pretty long chapter. I meant to break them up but I didn't want to have a million save files.