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Alice's P.O.V.

Alice smirked when she woke up, feeling the Prince's eyes admiring her body. She lazily opened her eyes and met his gaze. He immediately blushed. She giggled softly and crawled over the huge bed to meet him. She set her head on his chest inhaling his sugary scent.

Gumball was the first to speak. "That was…. amazing." He said. Alice nodded. She didn't mind mixing business with pleasure at all. "But," he started. That startled her. She hadn't expected him to have any trouble with how she performed in bed. She looked up eyes wide. He chuckled at that.

"No no no, princess," it was his knew nickname for her. "That's not at all what I have to say." He said chuckling at her enraged expression. "I just want to know a little more about you, and your past." She calmed down a little and seriously thought about his question.

He hadn't told her what to do if she was asked about her past. She frowned, thinking. As she traced her finger along Gumball's muscles. She looked up at him. Gumball looked kind of perfect at that moment. Not so much vulnerable perfect, but real. His hair was slightly tousled, and his features were soft. He had a much defined jaw line. His pink complexion accented his eyes perfectly. They were a very dark purple. So dark they looked black, but you could tell they weren't because if they hit the light just right they had a purple tint. She wanted to stare into his eyes for hours.

She frowned, wishing she could be that real for once in her life. She decided that if there was any chance for her to be herself, this was it. She began to speak. "Well, as you know, I traveled here with-" She caught herself about to say his real name. "Dr. Torrin." She finished, but the words felt strange and unfamiliar on her tongue. "We came from the land of Ooo-"

"The land of Ooo was made up by Ice Queen." He cut her off, clearly not understanding.

"Ice Queen made up a fictional world based off a different dimension. There are different versions of everything. That just happens to be a different version of here, or you're a different version of them." Gumball was quiet as goosebumps appeared all over his arms.

"Anyway, he was a doctor there too… of a sort. I was homeless when I was little. My parents left me when I was about 4 or 5. I don't remember much about them. I wandered a lot. But I always made sure I stayed close to civilization. I don't remember much except that I was always cold, no matter how late into summer it was, I was always freezing. I figured it was normal, but as I got older I realized I was getting weaker too. It got harder to move as time wore on, and I just kept getting colder. The winter that I turned 16 I could barely walk a block each day. But for some reason I just kept walking. It was like an instinct. I felt like I was looking for something.

"Eventually one day I just collapsed. After that the next few weeks are blank. I don't remember what happened during that time, and to this day I still have no idea. But when I woke up he was there, standing over me with a bowl of soup ready. I was confused and I asked him what was going on. He seemed delighted that I was speaking. I asked him why he was so happy when I felt like crap. That made him laugh," she smiled to herself like it was an old joke. "He told me that I had been asleep for over a month, and that I woke up occasionally and that was when he fed me. He thought that was just another one of those times, but was glad to see me consciously aware. After that he took care of me for about a year, until I was finally better. I did some pretty serious damage to myself all those years I was wandering around like that. I'll never forget the time I woke up and for the first time in years, and I felt warm. Not just warm on my body instead of cold-though, that was a very good feeling-, but I felt warm inside. Like something inside me had seriously changed. It felt absolutely amazing. Like I had been given a second chance. That was when I realized that he was my second chance. He was what I had been searching for. A best friend, although at the moment, I had wanted more.

"After I was officially better, he asked me what I would be doing now that I was free. That question startled me. I knew of all his plans to come here, and I kind of wanted to go to, but he hadn't invited me, so I didn't bring it up. I told him I would probably wander around more. It was then that he invited me. I accepted a little too eagerly… and now we're here." She finished lamely.

Gumball was quiet when she finally broke eye contact with him and rested her head on his chest.

They sat like that for a long time until they eventually fell asleep in each other's arms.

Fionna's P.O.V

Fionna blushed deeply. "Marshall, don't look at me like that!" She said, her face beet red. When Marshall didn't reply she stalked out of the room. He followed, a small blush beginning to form on his cheeks. He slipped a movie into the machine and turned out the lights. Fionna sat down on the blankets he must've set out while she was changing. "What movie is it?" She asked.

He smirked picking her up and setting her on his lap as they floated off the floor. "A scary one." He whispered in her ear. Her face went red. She liked the feeling of his arms around her. She twisted her torso around to face him, forgetting how close they were. Her red complexion turned into a deeper hue. Marshall looked confused at her expression. She noticed how… attractive he looked. His dark bangs that fell over his beautiful eyes, his muscular body. The way his nose sloped down gracefully. His perfectly shaped lips. Everything about him was just… beautiful. She couldn't help herself at that point.

She leaned in and softly pressed her lips against him. He seemed startled for a second, but quickly took over the kiss, deepening it. He flipped her around so that she was facing him as he flew to his room and onto his bed.

They hastily made out. He was perfect at it. He knew exactly where to place his hands, whereas all she did was run her hands through his silky raven hair. He smoothly slipped her shirt off and unhooked her bra.

It was then that she got scared. She broke away from the kiss looking away sadly. A look of regret crossed Marshall's face. "Fi, what's wrong? Am I going to fast? We can slow do-"

"Marshall! Shut up for a second and let me explain." She paused for a minute, gathering her thoughts. "I don't… know how to do this." She finished terribly. Marshall gave a soft chuckle.

"Fionna, I know." Fionna's face showed confusion and rage.

"How could you possibly know?!" She exclaimed. Marshall laughed, "Because you're so innocent. I make dirty jokes all the time and even Gumball laughs, but you have no clue what's going on."

Fionna's face looked stuck. "Oh." Was all she said. "Can we continue then?" she asked.

Marshall burst out in laughter. It was a joyful sound that filled the room. "Of course love." He said, but he already had her underneath him.

This chapter wasn't so much as the plot, but it had a lot more romance and showed a sweeter side to Alice. I tried to proofread it more carefully. More to come! Please let me know what you think! I really appreciate it!

-Claire Gearhart