AN: So first up, I really like the story line of this, but the way I wrote it feels a bit meh to me. I hope you enjoy it anyway. :)

I wobbled sleepily downstairs as someone pounded on the front door for the second time in a few minutes. The whole front room shook with the force of it.

'I coming!' I yelled. Geez why was I such a light sleeper? Cake could sleep through a hurricane.

'If it's Gumball this early again I swear.'

I reached the front door and opened it. I gasped as I saw who had been knocking. A beaten and bloody Marshall leant against the doorframe, obviously in pain.

'Marshall!' I said, now completely alert.

'Hey Fi. Nice PJ's' He smirked then hunched over, his face twisting as he groaned in pain.

'Marshall what happened?'

'Heh, it's a pretty funny story.'

'Marshall this is no time for jokes!'

'Well I was just minding my own business when I was jumped by some guys in the Nighto-Sphere,' His breathing was shallow and laboured. I didn't think he had to breathe.

'Marsh why—' I cut of and lunged forward to catch him as he fell unconscious in the doorway. Glob someone must've got him pretty bad if he hadn't healed already. I inspected his cuts and felt tears spring into my eyes.

'Why would anyone want to hurt you?' I whispered and curled a piece of his hair behind his ear.

I stood and held him by the armpits and dragged him carefully into the kitchen. 'Glob you're heavy,' I puffed.

I heaved him onto the table and went into my room to get some pillows and blankets, then into the bathroom to get some cream and bandages. I propped his head up with the pillow.

'Look Marsh we're all out of magic eye goo so I'm gonna have to patch you up normal style,' I said to him. It felt kinda weird talking to him when he was unconscious but who else was I supposed to talk to? I grabbed his arm carefully and inspected it, searching for cuts. They were covered in small nicks and tears. I rubbed the cool cream onto his arm and wrapped the bandage tightly around it then did the same for the other arm. He had a large gash down his cheek so I bandaged that too.

I noticed a large amount of blood seeping through his shirt so I carefully removed it. I choked as I saw the deep gash all the way down his side starting just below his left nipple and going all the way down to his belly button. Tears stabbed my eyes.

'Why would someone do this?' I said. I grabbed a clean towel from the kitchen cupboard and soaked it in warm water before carefully cleaning the cut. His body tensed under my touch and I looked up as his eyes fluttered open.

'Fi?' 'Yeah Marsh I just gotta get this one last cut okay?' I said. 'No Fi,' He croaked. 'I have to,' I said. 'I'm sorry,' I rubbed the wash cloth down it and he hissed in pain. 'I'm sorry! I'm sorry!' I said and quickly finished.

'Now this will stop the pain okay?' I said. He tensed against the table. I squirted some cream onto the cut and rubbed it in gently. He relaxed slowly, his eyes closing in relief. 'Now I need you to sit up, can you do that?' He nodded at me and pulled himself upright, leaning his shoulder on mine for support. I grabbed a large bandage and slowly wrapped it around his torso.

'Thanks Fi,' He said. 'It's okay. You'd do the same.' I finished wrapping him up and he laid down on the table. 'So what happened?' I asked. 'Why would anyone want to hurt you?' 'Fi I'm tired,' He said. I nodded and closed all the curtains.

'I'll see you in the morning Fi, I'll explain then.' I climbed hesitantly up the ladder. 'You gonna be okay?' I said. 'Yeah I'll be fine. Night Fi.'

'Night.' I climbed the rest of the ladder quickly and settled into bed.

This was going to be an interesting morning.

AN: So there's chapter one! Huzzah! I wonder what happened to Marshall...