Gumball walked into the waiting room, where his mom and siblings were waiting for him

"Well that wasn't nearly as bad as I thought," he said smiling

"Dude, you didn't think the room full of knives fantasy wasn't the slightest bit off, not to mention medieval?" replied Darwin

"Yeah Gumball, you replaced yourself with a decoy and hid behind the apostrophe. We only found out it wasn't you when I realized that you were actually listening to me" said Anais before doing her wiener dogface.

"Like that's actually going to get to me hard," said Gumball smugly. As soon as Gumball finished his sentence he felt his chin jerk upward.

"What the what?" he exclaimed and was soon answered with a loud sharp female voice from nowhere

"OOWWWWWWWW WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU" the voice yelled. Suddenly in the middle of the room, a bright pink pony-like creature appeared in a flash of light. She had large eyes with purple spirals and no pupils. On her flank, it had a tattoo of a metal screw and a baseball. She wore a propeller beanie on its head. She was floating in mid-air and rubbing a swollen hoof. "OMG were you possessed by a metaphor, kissed your own family, performed a transplant and still have time to practice social justice and fight A FRICKEN T-REX?"

"OH yeah," said Gumball, showing confidently "Who are you?"

"To answer your question I am the living embodiment of emotional pain but my real name is..." the pony pointed to her tattoo

"Broken Shot?" asked Gumball, but her face said no "Home run? Ball metal? Heavy Metal?"

"Screwball?" asked Darwin. The pony gave a cheerful grin

"Finally." replied Screwball, "In fact, Gumball is the first one to not get it on their first try,"

"How do know my name?"

"You're the only person in Elmore to change theirs which is kind of embarrassing BUT THAT'S BESIDE THE POINT.

The point is that when you get insulted or emotionally damaged IM THE ONE WHO GETS HURT. That's pretty messed up you know."

But Gumball smugly replied, "Wow you're so determined on your job that you don't even realize that there are a lot of chances that you gave up during this conversation."

Screwball looked stunned and magically summoned a giant hammer, which immediately fell down and flattened her.

"Dude I think you just insulted an insult," exclaimed Darwin, but Screwball crawled out from beneath the hammer

"That's ridiculous," said Screwball " the only thing that insults me is the Screwball from the beta timeline. Rather than driving people nuts, she's only interested in her "family" and helping her "friends"." Screwball said with quotations.

This was answered by a second Screwball standing in front of the window.

She ran up to the emotional pain Screwball and yelled

"TAKE BACK WHAT YOU SAID"

"I'm sorry but I'll never think of you highly, you married a changeling after all."

The beta Screwball grabbed the giant hammer and started attacking and the two Screwballs battled and they ran out the window leaving the Watterson's in shock

"Well that was something that would entertain someone for a few seconds," said Gumball.

Abruptly the bandage doctor walked in.

He said, "Well Mr. Watterson your health is perfect to the point where you could take off all your clothes and then sleep in a marriage bed with a non-relative."

"That's a pretty specific scenario," said Ana is.

"Well, I get paid extra by foreshadowing," replied that doctor before winking to the camera. "But there appears to be a disturbance in your left cerebellum the prevents you from processing yourself in an ethical and moral way."

Gumball replied, "Can you write that down cause all I heard was "01001001 01001110 01000110"

"Which is exactly the problem," said the doctor said, "Your various actions have caused your brain to not think at all. Common symptoms involve: brutal honesty, denial, having trouble processing empathy, won't accept facts, unable to give up and obsessed with superpowers.

"That sounds about right for Gumball," said Anais

"HEY," said her brother "I don't act like that".

"You definitely do," she said, "I mean just yesterday you said you would fly using your brain even though you can't even tell your arm to use a knife without chopping something non-edible".

The doctor stepped in "well anyway this can be easily cured by not talking for 24 hours"

"Well that's going to be…" but Gumball was unable to finish when the doctor put a strange device over his mouth "MFF," said Gumball,

"This automatic gag should come off in 24 hours. Until then carry around this notepad and pencil so you can write stuff down," said the doctor handing over a blue notepad and a number two pencil.

Gumball wrote: "This won't be fun."