Marshall Lee the vampire king had been working on new song lyrics when he had received a call from Prince Gumball. "G-Greetings Marshall," he stuttered. "'Sup?" the vampire asked, erasing a line of lyrics. "Um... I have a favor to ask." Gumball glanced out of his window. "Hnn," Marshall grumbled chewing on his eraser, "Shoot." "Can i stay at your place for a while? I'll explain when i get over there." Cake was motioning for Gumball to hurry up. "Yeah, sure gummy bear." Marshall joked, but Gumball was in too much of a hurry to notice. "Thank you very much. I owe you... ok Cake!" the phone cut off. Marshall wondered what that was about. it had been FOREVER since the prince called him, or asked for a favor, he wondered what was wrong. Cake and Gumball rushed to the vampire king's house. The moon still hung over the horizon. When they got to the house Cake pounded anxiously on the door. "Ok, ok, i'm coming." they heard the muffled voice of Marshall Lee inside the house. "If you need anything don't hesitate to call me your highness," Cake said, tapping her foot impatiently, "You should be safe with Marshall, even though i know you don't like him very much..." The door swings open. "Bye guys." Cake sprints back to the Candy castle.
Marshall Lee is wearing a black t-shirt and bleached skinny jeans. Music is playing softly from someplace in his house. "Come in." He motions for Gumball to follow him inside. Gumball notices that his house is actually neat, even though it is small. Marshall walks over to a small desk with recording equipment and scoops up a bunch of papers that were lying on the desk. "I was planning to go to a rave tonight," he said, still organizing the papers. "Oh, um, that's fine," Gumball muttered awkardly, still standing in front of the door. "You want to come with?" Marshall peered over at Gumball curiously. "Well i've never been much of a partyer..." It was true, the prince of the candy kingdom never really had time to indulge in such common things such as raves. "Hey, follow me." Marshall said as he floated out of the room. Gumball followed, looking around at the walls as he did so. They were covered in notes and small pictures. "Just put your stuff here," Marshall said, pointing at a small nightstand. Gumball put his books down on it. Marshall reached up and took Gumball's small golden crown off his head. "Can't go to a party with this can you?" he said as he laid it down on top of the books. "Ok, sit" Marshall said, motioning to his bed. Gumball complied, slightly sinking in to the barely used mattress. Marshall opened his closet and ruffled through the clothes, humming thoughtfully. He pulled out a blue sweatshirt, a pink t-shirt that said, "kiss me, I'm dead" in dripping letters, and dark blue jeans. He tossed them to Gumball, then pulled out a box from the bottom of the dresser and looked through it. Gumball changed into the clothes quickly, informing Marshall that he was done. Marshall pulled out a pair of black glasses murmuring, "Aha!" he turned to Gumball and placed them on his nose. "Your name is Leopold Mountbassett, Ok?" Gumball nodded, grinning at the stealth of it all. He turned around and admired the disquise in a mirror across from the bed. "Why do you have a mirror Marshall?" Gumball asked, he just shrugged then turned off the lamp next to the bed.
In 15 minutes they arrived at the party. Marshall had turned into a bat and carried Gumball. When they landed Gumball could hear thumping electronic music, but couldn't see anything. "Hey Bob," Marshall Lee said. Gumball squinted into the air and he could faintly see a red demon in front of them. "Hello your highness," the demon bowed to Marshall. "2 tickets please" Marshall Lee said, rolling his eyes at the formality. The demon pulled 2 glow necklaces out of its ear and handed one to Marshall and one to Gumball. "A midnight snack sir?" the demon whispered to Marshall. Gumball pulled the necklace over his head, straining his ears to hear what they were saying. "Haha, nooo, he's my friend" Marshall grinned at Gumball who smiled quietly back. "Ah, Ok!" the demon said, baring his fangs at Gumball. Well it was actually smiling, but that's what it looked like to Gumball. The demon motioned to the seemingly empty air behind him, "Welcome to the party." Gumball's eyes widened as the music suddenly got louder and hundreds of demons, ghosts and creatures from the underworld appeared. "Wow..." Gumball whispered in awe. Marshall smirked at his astonishment. "Just follow my lead." Marshall walked into the party, dripping with confidence. "Hey, it's Marshall!" someone called out. 3 ghosts appeared out of the crowd. "This is BooBoo, Wen, and Georgina." Marshall said giving the one called Wen a complicated handshake. "Hey," the one named Georgina said, smiling at Gumball. "H-Hey," Gumball said shyly, waving back. She looked like she had been very pretty in her lifetime Gumball thought. "LET'S DANCE!" BooBoo said, taking a swig from some sort of drink. Marshall grabbed Gumball's arm and dragged him to the middle of the dance floor. The music pounded in Gumballs ears. They were surrounded by what seemed like hundred of dancing creatures. Marshall pounded his head to the beat, spinning around and howling wordlessly into the air. Gumball stared at him, wishing he could let go like that. Marshall noticed him looking at him and grins, floating closer to him. "So, why do you need to stay at my house?" Marshall said, wrapping his arms around his waist and whispering into his ear, "Or did you just want the company?" Gumball shivered at the closeness, wanting to push him away, but knowing he couldn't hear him if he did. "W-Well i was at home reading, then suddenly Cake burst through my window..." Gumball told Marshall the whole story, stuttering hopelessly when Marshall started swaying them to the music, his arms still around his waist. "Dang." Marshall said, shaking his head when he was done with the story, "That's not good." Gumball nodded, "We have to find out a way to beat her, before she causes more trouble." Marshall sighs then pulls away from Gumball. "I need a drink," he mutters and heads to the drink table.
Gumball turns around to see Marshall's ghost friends. Wen is spinning a bunch of glow sticks around and BooBoo is watching the lights, smiling drunkenly. "You enjoying the party?" Georgina asks, she is dancing calmly, surveying the dance floor. "Y-Yes indeed!" Gumball lies, trying to mimic her dance moves. She laughs then moves closer to him. "Don't lie to me cutie," she says winking. Gumball feels his face warning up slightly. She grabs his hands and spins him around. "Feel the beat." she says, her pale blue eyes shining. Gumball closes his eyes. The electronic beat thumps, the demons dance, he can feel the music running through him. "Y-Yeah, i feel it..." he murmurs. "Now dance." she whispers.
Marshall is at the drinks table. "Ectoplasm, Lightning, Black Death..." he reads the labels. His eye always goes back to the same, crimson red can. "Blood" it is labeled simply, but it isn't ordinary blood. Marshall picks it up hesitantly. The last time he did this it didn't end so well. He glances over at Gumball. His eyes are shut tightly and he looks like he is having some sort of seizure. Georgina is grinning at the sight. He rolls his eyes and opens the can. His eyes are glued to Gumball, his glasses lay askew on his face, he is grinning from ear to ear. Marshall chugs the blood down, it burns as it travels down his throat. His eyes turn darker red. "Glob, that's the stuff," he shivers as he drinks some more. He turns up his head and howls at the moon. The demons that hear him cheer and scream, "MARSHALL MARSHALL" He wonders if Gumball heard him. "Where is that guy anyway?!" he yells unintensionaly. He moves through the crowd, high-fiving people chanting his name. He finally sees the back of Georgina's head and... "Oh fuck. They're making out." Which they were. Gumball was still smiling. Marshall pushes their heads apart, his drink still in one hand. "Oh no, Oh hell no." he yells. "What's up?" Georgina says, pushing a strand of hair out of her face. "What's up? What the hell's up?" Marshall laughs. At first Gumball was embarrassed that Marshall had caught them but he was staring to get annoyed. "Are you drunk Marshall?" he asked "Blood drunk." Georgina answered for him, moving to kiss Gumball again. Marshall moved in between them, transforming into a hideous werewolf, "LEAVE, BEFORE I MAKE YOU" he growled at her. "Fine." she said, floating into the air, "Bye Marsh."
Marshall Lee grinned, transforming back. He bowed to the applauding demons. Gumball watched furiously. "What the lump Marshall?!" he asked, his glasses still out of place. "What do you mean 'what the lump'?" Marshall asked, taking another swig of his drink. Gumball knocked it out of his hand angrily. Marshall hissed at him, narrowing his eyes dangerously. "If i didn't just save your sorry ass you would've been at Georgina's place, getting your gummy guts sucked out through your..."
"Shut up! You don't know that!" Gumball said, though his confidence was wavering. A crowd of demons were starting to gather around them. "J-Just because i'm not "bad" or... "attractive" like you doesn't mean..." Marshall nods to the dj, a beat starts to play. Marshall hovers over Gumball and the crowd.
"Just shut up, i'm tired of hearing you whine, I make one joke and i've crossed the line. Look around you Bubba, you're in my place, you don't belong here with your pretty pink face. Candy babies and sweets, that's your domain, tryin to run the party, well i'm sorry, you're plain!" Gumballs face turned a darker shade of pink, "i-'im not plain!" Marshall lowered to hover in front of Gumball. "Looks like my friend Georgina broke your heart, 'would've been a one night stand, but it's a start'" he raised his voice in a snooty impression of Gumballs, whose face turned even darker. "That's exactly what you thought isn't it!" Marshall jeered, leaning close to whisper in Gumballs ear, "She would've drank the blood from your heart, she would've ate your brains like a tart!" tears of embarrassment started to cloud Gumballs vision. "So stop trying to be me, stop trying to be bad. I only brought you here 'cuz i thought it'd be rad. Hanging out with you, i thought it would be fun..." Gumball looked up at him, trying to swallow down his tears, "But you always have to ruin it. Let's go, we're done." Marshall grabbed Gumballs arm. "N-No! Let me go!" Gumball wrenched his arm out of Marshall's grip. He ran to the drinks table and picked up the most dangerous looking one, "I'm not a sissy!" he yelled then opened the drink and chugged it down. "I-I showed you..." Gumball smiled, starting to feel dizzy. The demons were cheering and laughing at him, but he didn't really mind. "What exactly did you show me?" Marshall asked, taking the drink from his hand. It said "Nightmare" in black lettering. "Shiiiii-" Marshall started to say, alarm taking over him. "Huh? What's... wrong..." Gumballs head starts to fall down, his eyes fluttering closed. Marshall catches him before he falls on the ground. Marshall turns into a bat and takes off into the sky. "Bye Marshall!" the demons say, but he doesn't hear them over the sound of his wings.
Gumball mutters in his sleep. He rolls around restlessly in Marshall's arms. "Almost home Gum gum." Marshall sighed. This is what i get for taking him to a party, he thought. They get home after what seems like an hour. The clock says it's 2:00 am. Marshall rushes Gumball to his room. He takes off his glasses and his shoes. "Sorry for being 'indecent' but i don't want you to mess up my clothes... this isn't gonna be fun." He slips Gumball's clothes off and dumps them on the floor. Gumball is still muttering things, sweats drips off his head. Marshall closes his eyes and rests his hands on Gumballs shoulders, "Nocturna suppresio" he murmurs, suddenly he isn't in his room anymore.
He is in a barren wasteland. He remembers this place. It is Earth a long time ago. A younger Prince Gumball stands in the middle of it. He is holding a knife and shivering in the cold. His eyes dart around fearfully. They rest on Marshall, he screams. They are falling. Everything is dark. They are looking through a window at a family. They sit around a fire smiling. The youngest one opens a present, then hugs another one. Marshall looks at Gumball, he is crying. He cannot see him. Now they are falling again. They land into a pile of papers. Marshall picks one up. They are royal documents. They talk about financial problems, the crime rate is too high, so many problems. Marshall looks around for Gumball. He is being pulled down by all the paper. Marshall grabs for his hand but he passes right through. The paper pulls him under. Marshall dives down. He is swimming in ice cold water. There is a monster under him. Gumball is swimming away from it. Fionna appears and pulls Gumball to shore, then disappears. They are in the Ice Castle. "Gumball honey, where are you?" The Ice Queen appears, she is wearing a necklace, a ghostly aura surrounds it. "There you are!" she looks in Marshall's direction. He hears a whimper of fear. Gumball is shivering in terror and cold. The Ice Queen raises her hands cackling evily. Marshall grabs Gumballs face, this time he can feel him. He turns Gumball towards him and crashes their lips together. There is a flash and...
Gumball's eyes snap open and he sits up abruptly. Marshall opens his eyes groggily. "What happened?" Gumball asks, shivering slightly. "Nightmare... Party... Help..." Marshall grumbles sleepily. Gumball looks at him quizzically then there is a knock at the door. "I'll tell you later." Marshall sighs then gets up to answer the door. He is greeted with a blinding flash of orange light. "What happened to my girlfriend?"