The Story of "I Killed Penny Fitzgerald."

This Story Is Placed As a FanFiction for The Amazing World Of Gumball

Hello, My Name Is EvelioandZgroup. This Story Is Actually One Of The Most Twisted Stories I Have Created. Believe Me, This Story Will Make You Clueless In What To Believe In Our Little Town Called Elmore. Anyway, I'm Starting A Q&A Thing. You Can Leave Them As Reviews Or PMs. I Will Leave Your Response In The TAWOG Awards, Along With New Interviews From Our Fellow Author. Now Here Is "I Killed Penny Fitzgerald." Enjoy.

It was one Saturday night, when all of Elmore's darkest fears have begun. It took place at Penny Fitzgerald's house. Penny was a young and sweet girl, despite her being an alternated peanut with antlers; she was accepted by many people she considered friends. Though she was doing alright in school, made plenty of friends, but one she considered a "friend" wasn't one.

At her house was around 10:00 p.m. it sounded peaceful since her parents and her sister were out to go and get some things. So you would expect that she would do what any nice girl in her position would do. She was well behaved and just watched some TV while they were gone. Though that only happen a couple of minutes ago. Now this was happening.

The house was dark and silent, no sounds or any kind of life was heard or seen in that house, then a loud screamed occurred in Penny's bedroom window. A light turned on and the currents were covering the window, but a shadow showed through the current. It was an arm raising a knife, but then goes down, but goes up and down. It repeated that way for 5 minutes. Then a couple minutes passed and someone came out the door. That person was covered in blood, also wore a black hooded mask and the clothes weren't recognizable, but came out with a black bag and had something in there, but wasn't garbage.

Then all of a sudden, police cars came. They pulled up at her house and they pulled out their guns at the masked person.

"Freeze! Put your hands on your head!" Yelled the police officer

The person did as he was told. He dropped the bag and placed his hands on his head. The officer noticed the bag, so he sends one of the other officers there. He went to checked and told the person to back off. He checked what was in the bag and saw something wretched. He got back in disgust.

"There's a dead body in the bag, sir!" Said the other officer

He took a pair of handcuffs and put them on the person.

"You're under arrest for murder." Said the officer.

Then he put him in the car and they went closer to the bag and opened more and saw what was horrific. They saw a victim that was stabbed numerous of times and they identified the victim as Penny Fitzgerald. She was stabbed in the head, body, arms, legs, and both antlers were cut off, but jammed through eyes. Blood was coming out through eyes still. The eyes that saw the murderer's face were saying "why?"

Then they set up an investigation scene there and then news reporters and normal people from Elmore came.

"We are here on the scene where fellow 12 year old Penny Fitzgerald was murdered and has been reordered that she was stabbed more than 100 times in each body part and her antlers were cut off and were found in her eyes." Said the fellow reporter

Then while the investigation was under way, the Fitzgerald's came by with their car and saw a commotion in the family house. Mr. Fitzgerald got out the car and got closer and then started to go faster. Then was stopped by police officer.

"Whoa. Whoa. Whoa. Nobody is supposed to come any closer." Said the officer

"I live here! What happened?" Said Mr. Fitzgerald

"I'm sorry to say this but your daughter was murdered." Said the officer

"I don't believe it!?" Said Mr. Fitzgerald, while getting closer to the crime scene

"Sir wait!" Yelled the officer, trying to stop him from seeing what happened.

Then the minute he saw the police officer examining the body under a sheet, he dropped to his knees and pulled the sheet and saw what happened. He saw all the knife wounds that were planted on his daughter.

"Oh my god. Penny?" Said Mr. Fitzgerald, hoping she wasn't dead, but knew that she was as good as dead.

He was pulled back by two officers, then he saw the unattended cop car with the murderer inside he walked to it and smashed the window and grabbed him from the busted window and raised him up high with his hands.

"How could you do such a thing?! She was an angel that never hurt anyone or anybody! Why? Why did you do it?!" Said Mr. Fitzgerald

The murderer with his mask didn't say a thing while in the air.

"Talk to me you son of a bitch!" Yelled Mr. Fitzgerald.

"You want the truth? Check the wounds. There's a message in her eyes that begged me to stop, but who is really the murderer?" Said the murderer in a scary British accent.

"You bastard! Why!? What kind of reason was this for?!" Yelled Mr. Fitzgerald

"Enough about the whore. What about you?" Said the murderer

"Excuse me?" Said Mr. Fitzgerald

"Why such an over-protective parent? Was someone in your family was abusive, were you used for such fetishes?" Said the murderer

"What? How did- no! Why did you do this?!" Said Mr. Fitzgerald

"I will not talk, until I get what I want." Said the murderer

"Oh. I give you what you want you-" said Mr. Fitzgerald, when he stopped and took off his mask and was shocked of who was it.

"You! Why? That doesn't make any sense? She was your friend! She…I…dead?" Said Mr. Fitzgerald

The mask may have been gone, but his face was never forgotten. No it will never be forgotten. When his face was revealed to be the person everyone least expected, Gumball Watterson.

Then he was grabbed by the police and put back in the car, then they drove to put the murderer behind bars, but Mr. Fitzgerald was laid by a car thinking "why?"

-The next day, 11:00 p.m., interrogation room-

Gumball was tied up behind a chair and in front of him was a table, and a two-way-mirror. Behind the mirror were two detectives. Trying to think about their situation. The two detectives were Trey Meyers and Drew Smith. Trey was like Penny species, an alternated peanut with antlers, and Drew was like an older Darwin, but more smarter and skillful.

"What do we know about this kid?" Said Drew

"He murdered a 12 year old girl, but no motivate was found." Said Trey

"Then why did this kid do it?" Said Drew

"I'm not sure. Though this kid had a close connection to the victim, but it isn't a working motive." Said Trey

"Why?" Said Drew

"Because they were a couple and no reason that anything went wrong." Said Trey

"So what do we do now?" Said Drew

"I'll go talk to him." Said Trey

"You sure?" Said Drew

"I'm sure." Said Trey

He entered the interrogator room and sat in the chair in front of Gumball. He had some files with him and was hoping to crack him.

"Hello, my name is Trey Meyers." Said Trey

Gumball stood there doing nothing. He then looked down at trey's shoes.

"Those are nice shoes you got on." Said Gumball, in a dark British accent

"Thank you." Said trey

"You know you can tell a lot about a person, by their shoes." Said Gumball

"Really? What can you tell about me?" Said Trey.

"Gladly. Those shoes look not like you, but it seem that someone in home or a spouse might have picked them. I can tell that you might a child; I'll say a girl, Sarah Meyers. Why Sarah? Maybe a dead relative passed away and that woman meant a lot to you though, Sarah goes to Elmore Jr. High, and I'll say that she does well in school, but some "boy" troubles her? Why is that? Do you know? Course you don't, you're too busy in work then her, I can probably smell a divorce with you in about the next 5 years perhaps?" Said Gumball, all fast about

"How did you get all of that by my shoes?" Said Trey

"People were what shows who they are and that creates a simple stereotype, but enough about your life, I want to look in the case file." Said Gumball

"Why?" Said Trey

"I just want to make sure that your so called police officers didn't mess with my profile." Said Gumball

"Kid you're 12 years old, how do you know about this?" Said Trey.

"First tell me about you. Quid pro quo. You tell me things and I'll tell you things." Said Gumball.

"Okay then. What do you want to know?" Said Trey

"I can understand the fact you're a detective, because you wanted to help people, but no. That's not what it is. You were abused by someone. What it an uncle? Did he "did" things to you or a selfish aunt that hurt you in ways? You do this job because you want to stop the people that have felt your pain, but make sure that they are caught, unlike the ones you faced." Said Gumball

Trey could not believe it. How did this kid know so much about him in these ways?

"When I was 8, my grandmother took care of me when my parents left in the summer, they sent me to her. She made me do countless chores and later burned me with a lighter. I couldn't grow any nails on pinky. She used a belt beat me when I just wanted to do something. Countless beatings, she told me that if I ever told anyone what happen, she will kill me. She died the year later." Said Trey, a little ashamed by it

"And that's why you joined the force. So crimes like that would be stopped." Said Gumball.

"Yeah. Quid pro quo. Why you do it?" Said Trey.

"Can't find a simple motivate?" Said Gumball

"We just want to know why?" Said Trey

"Well take this as answer "why wouldn't I?"" Said Gumball

"Then what can we do so you can talk?" Said Trey.

"I want only one thing." Said Gumball

"What is it?" Said Trey

"I want to talk." Said Gumball

"What." Said Trey, confused about it

"I want to talk to everyone that I knew and know. If you can do it, then I'll talk and tell why I did it. Deal?" Said Gumball

Trey thought about, but he knew that he would get nowhere if he continued, so he said deal. After what can go wrong?

Here Has Been Your First Chapter. This One Isn't Like One I Have Done In A While, But It Might Offend Some Readers About Some Characters They Like Being Tormented By Gumball. Anyway, My Name Is EvelioandZgroup And I'm Signing Off.

~EvelioandZgroup