Marmalade and Deejay wound up going to see "Headless in Seattle: The Headman's Ghost" (lol totes made dat up xD). The movie itself wasn't that scary- to everyone except Marmalade, who, as usual, was scared shitless. Kind of ironic because she loves Halloween. After the movie, they went back to Deejay's.

"Man, that was lame! I can't believe I spent eight bucks on those tickets!"

"That was horrifying!" said Marmalade as she trembled in fear.

"...Boo!"

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

"Guess that scared you more than it scared the other 99.9999999999% of the country..." said Deejay.

"Oh, shut up. Let's hurry up. I hate walking in the dark after horror movies."

They continued down the sidewalk. Marmalade heard some rustling in the bushes.

"Did you hear that?" she said.

"Yeah, it was probably just a squirrel or something."

"That didn't sound like a squirrel. There it is again!"

"Will you calm down? You're just imagining things!"

"What do you know!"

"A lot!"

"God you're such a jerk sometimes! I swear you're just like Hanson!"

"Don't...EVER...COMPARE ME...TO HANSON!" roared Deejay. Marmalade was taken back by this. She was about to open her mouth for a rebuttle, but she was cut off by a mysterious figure jumping out of the bushes.

"Hold it there, you two!"

"Who the hell are you?" said Deejay angirly.

"Your worst nightmare if you don't give me your wallet!" The figure stepped out of the shadows and revealed himself to be the son of that fingerprint robber guy, except he had a gun.

"Whoa take it easy, man!" said Marmalade. "We can talk this out!"

"Shut up!" He aimed the gun at Marmalade's head.

"Please, don't shoot!" Marmalade cried.

"You, antlered kid! Gimme all the cash in your wallet or your lady friend here gets it!" The robber said to Deejay.

"But I don't have any cash!"

"Too bad for your friend, then..."

"Wait! I can make it worth your while! I'll tell you where my grandpa's secret treasure is!"

"...Alright. Tell me everything or the girl dies!"

Deejay leaned in to whisper into his ear, but instead decked him in the face. The robber fell to the ground. He got back up, his hand grasping his face.

"That's it! Your friend dies!"

"NOOO!" Deejay tackled the robber as he fired the gun. It missed Marmalade, but instead went into Deejay's arm.

"Deejay!" Marmalade cried.

"I'm out of here! You kids probably don't have any cash anyway!" The robber said as he took off.

"Deejay are you okay?"

"Yeah I feel fine- HOLY SHIT MY ARM! AHHHH!" Deejay said as he tried to move his arm.

"Oh man, we need to get you to the hospital!"

"I'm feeling light headed...Think I'll just take a nap..."

"NO! Whatever you do, don't go to sleep! Keep those eyes open!"

Marmalade pulled out her cell phone. "Hello!? 911!"

~A few hours later~

It was one in the morning. They had been in the hospital waiting room for hours. Penny was crying on Damien's shoulder, and Gumball, Carrie, and Marissa were watching Marmalade pace the floor.

"Marms, pacing the floor won't make the news heal any faster."

"Deejay and I got into an argument before it happened, and now he might die!"

"There's a good chance he'll be fine. He only got shot in his arm."

Alice showed up with Hanson.

"I heard the news! Is Deejay alright?!" said Alice.

"We haven't heard anything yet. Why is he here?" said Marmalade as she glared at Hanson.

"We were walking home from the pizzeria when Alice got the call." said Hanson. The doctor emerged from the room.

"You may see him now." They all rushed into the room to find Deejay unconscious