Marshall Lee's POV
Setting: Marshall's house
The next day
"So that's what happened?" Gumball asked. "Yeah." I answered, rubbing the back of my neck. I just explained to Gumball about what happened with the wine and him. "Well, remind me not to trust you again." Gumball told me. "Hey, I said I was sorry!" I yelled. "Well, 'sorry' isn't enough." Gumball told me. "What do you want to do, huh?!" I yelled. Gumball thought for awhile. "I know."
Setting: Tree House
"Do you really want me to do this?" I asked. Gumball nodded. I knocked on the door and Fionna answered. "Hey, Marshall." She greeted. "Hey." I greet back, "Is Cake home?" "Yeah." Fionna answered, "Cake! Marshall wants to see you!" There was a sound of thumping footsteps and Cake arrived at the door. "What is it?" She asked. "Uh, can you leave us alone for a moment, Fionna?" I asked. "Sure." Fionna answered and she left. I took out my bass guitar and started strumming the melody of "Good Little Girl". "Good, little cat," I started, "I your pointy. The texture of your fur-" Cake shut the door in front of my face. Gumball burst out laughing. "Ah, sweet, sweet revenge." Gumball wiped a tear from his eye. I got to drink that wine, again, I thought angrily, Then he'll see who'll be laughing.
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