Gumball and Darwin stare at computer screen as they click at the different links. Anais walks in the room. The digital clock on the nightstand reads 12:31.
"Are you guys gonna come down for lunch or what?" she asks. The two continue staring at the screen, not even paying attention to what comes up. Anais rolls her eyes.
"Guys, you've been there since you've woken up! I'd expect you two to be hungry by now."
"Sorry sis, but I think the addiction is stronger than our hunger. Can't you just spoon-feed us?" Anais sighs.
"The last time I did that I had to sit through three episodes of 'My Little Pony'." Anais explains. She mutters, "And you both refused to open your mouths."
Gumball falls out of his computer trance. "Whoa whoa. What's wrong with MLP?" Anais shrugs.
"Oh nothing. I just kind of think it's a big spin-off of Daisy the Donkey." Gumball and Darwin shrug and fall back to the hypnotic computer.
"Ugh. Guys! Get off the computer and go eat!" The two boys ignore her. "Usually by this time you'd begging ME to eat." Anais frowns. Gumball and Darwin's mouth drop as they gasp. Anais raises an eyebrow.
"What are you two reading anyways?"
Anais drops her mouth and gasps like the boys.
"What?! You read fanfiction?" Anais jumps back. "Of yourselves?!"
"We were just clicking random links! We didn't know we would end up here!" Gumball tries. Anais frowns at them.
"WHAT PSYCHO RANDOMLY CLICKS LINKS THAT LEAD TO DIFFERENT SITES?!" Gumball and Darwin sigh in shame. "Plus, don't you two know the problem with fanfiction?" Anais warns. Darwin looks at her confusingly.
"What's wrong with fanfiction? It's just people writing things from their imagination. I don't see how it's that bad," Darwin says. Gumball and his brother fish exchange glances and shrug.
"I'm sure it's just nothing-"
"No, Gumball. It isn't 'just nothing'. Fanfiction is dangerous! And kind of gross at the same time. Here, let me show you. Ever heard of 'Carball'?" Anais explains. Gumball thinks about it and puts his paw on his chin.
"It kinda sounds like a cheesy P.E. activity, but no. I've never heard of Carball," Gumball says. Anais frowns and types furiously on the keyboard. She clicks on a link.
"Read it!" she demands. The two boys scan through a whole chapter of it and progressively grow a disgusted face.
"Eaugh! That's disgusting! Who came up with the idea to put the two of us together?! I mean, we're not even CLOSE to being meant for each other!" Gumball rants. Darwin nods his head in agreement.
"Well then you won't like these!" Anais clicks through all sorts of fanfiction about Carball. Gumball and Darwin grow even more disgusted as they imagine the situations and the disgusting images that formed in their heads. Anais jumps down from the chair.
"NOW you see why they're a problem?" Anais says testily. The two brothers nod their heads. They hold each other's hand and walk down the stairs, mortified as they looked straight ahead. Anais stays in the room and hops back on the chair. "What other fanfiction is on anyways?" She clicks on some links and spends most of the afternoon reading TAWOG fanfiction.
When she comes back downstairs, she too became a mortified zombie. "What is wrong with some people?"
At school, Gumball takes a big bite of his cheeseburger. "What do you think was up with Anais yesterday?" Darwin looks up. He shrugs.
"I'm pretty sure it's one of those science things where there's a really slim chance of it actually happening, but it still poses a large threat. You know like those..." Darwin thinks really hard for a minute.
"Quasars?" Gumball nods, despite having no idea what super-heated quasars are.
"Maybe she got the same gene from Mom," Gumball hypothesizes.
"What gene?" Darwin asks.
"That one gene where people are overreacting all the time about petty, small things," Gumball explains.
"I HEARD THAT!" The two whirl around to see their sister, holding a paper bag.
"Oh, hi Anais," the brothers say shamefully.
"And no, we do not overreact to small things. Guys, this is serious! Fanfiction has been left alone for a long time in this universe," she explains. Gumball rolls his eyes and sighs loudly.
"Is this going to be another long story about some astronomical event that won't happen ever?" Darwin says. Anais frowns.
"Fine! It's great not having to explain it anyways. Don't wanna break the fourth wall or anything..." The ground shakes, making some trays slide, lights sway and windows to wobble. Luckily, it didn't progress any further. "Probably a small foreshock," Anais says to herself. Gumball freezes and looks at the table. Darwin looks at it as well, confused.
"Dude, what's wrong?" Darwin says. He squints hard at the surface, seeing nothing. 'Maybe it's some invisible mouse...' Darwin thinks. He continues to stare at the table and back at Gumball. 'Or he's deep in thought.' he reconsiders. Gumball slams the table with his fists. It startles everyone in a one table radius.
"Gumball, what's wrong?!" Darwin asks a bit more worriedly this time. Gumball begins to breath heavily as he puts his hands on his temples.
"Dude, something's wrong. Terribly wrong," he explains. He continues to look at the same spot on the lunch table. Darwin and Anais raise an eyebrow in unison.
"I think I have the same gene Mom has," Gumball admits.
"Yeah, you do kind of overreact over some things sometimes," Darwin mumbles.
"No, not that. I feel like some-something... something bad's gonna happen. Soon," Gumball tells them.
"Oh. That makes sense. Everyone usually has that weird feeling-" Anais freezes and looks at the table the same way Gumball is. Darwin grows more worried.
"Guys, what's going on?" Darwin questions obviously worried. The two yell simultaneously,
"SOMETHING TERRIBLE IS ABOUT TO HAPPEN!" They both slam fists at the table.
Darwin bites his fin nervously. 'What's going on?' he wonders.
What's bothering Gumball and Anais so much? Does fanfiction have something to do something about it? (HINT: It does.) Find out in the next chapter of "The Fiction".
