I speed walked to catch up with the other girls, hoping that Mistress Abadeer didn't notice I was behind. After traveling down the same twisting route, we arrived at the heavy wooden door. With little to no effort Mistress Abadeer opened the door and ushered us inside.
"All right ladies, get into a straight line, side by side. The king is coming now" Mistress Abadeer sounded excited about the arrival of King Gumball, but everyone else was scared out of their minds. I could see BMO's small frame trembling with nerves. Cake was biting her nails, a habit she had as long as I knew her.
A knock came at the heavy door. A tangible cloud of tension filled the air. Mistress Abadeer glided over to the door and opened it.
In walked a few people. One was a guard, the bearded one from earlier. The next person was a man, tall and thin, cold looking with dark calm eyes. He had hair so blonde it was white and pale skin. He was dressed in a dark waist coat of black velvet. Under that was a white loose shirt of a fine material. A sword hung at his side, a rapier. He appeared to not be afraid to use it. Behind him was a man who could have only been the king.
One would think that pink clothing could make the king look soft and gentle. I thought it made him look even more frightening. He was sporting a bright pink tunic with puffed out sleeves. A magenta undershirt with a high collar covered his neck. His skin, which was smooth and youthful, was just slightly pink. His lips were thin, held in a straight line. His brown hair was put in a whimsical fluff near the front of his head. A small golden crown topped it all off.
Though not much taller than I he held himself high, as should a king. He scanned the room with his large brown eyes, finally resting them on us. Ever so slowly he walked closer to us, his boots clicking on the floor.
"Well, well, what do we have here?" his voice was smooth and quiet, but slithery, like a snake. He came even closer, coming to the first person in the line, Cake.
King Gumball looked her over with cold eyes, from feet to head. All the while Cake stood stiffly. Her hair was slightly frizzy, something that happened when she sensed trouble. The king then lifted a hand, causing Cake to flinch. This made King Gumball chuckle softly.
"No need to fear, dearest. I don't plan to hurt you" he took the hand and began to pet Cake's head as if she was a scared cat. She stared at him with large unblinking eyes. Gumball then moved his hand, running it down Cake's arm to her waist. She remained still.
He moved his long thin fingers along Cake's side, feeling out her curves. "You have a lovely body my dear," he purred in his silky voice. "I bet you can just bend and stretch in all sorts of ways".
My sister's eyes widened, a deep blush of rage coming to her face. I silently prayed she wouldn't do anything rash and anger the king. I wanted everyone to stay on his good side as long as possible.
King Gumball then moved to BMO who was shaking with nerves. He frowned down at her.
"Why was a child brought here?" he directed the question towards the guard who merely shrugged.
"She seemed to have lots of energy. She could be good for taking care of children" he suggested.
The king nodded thoughtfully "True, true".
Next to BMO was Hotdog Princess, who towered five inches above King Gumball. This did not help her confidence though, she was twitching something awful. Her small brown eyes were full of fear.
The king looked up at her, giving a leering smile. "I like tall girls" he said to her. Poor Hotdog Princess shook as he slowly licked his lips. I myself shuddered at this.
The next victim was Flame Princess. Unlike the others she was not shaking in fear. She stood to full height, glaring up at the king with her wild eyes. He smirked at her and tried to touch a lock of her bright orange hair. At this Flame Princess slapped his hand away and let out an animalistic growl. I gasped, terrified that the king's reaction would be full of rage. He simply laughed quietly.
"Looks like we have a fighter," he moved closer to her, his face only an inch away. "I will enjoy bringing you to your knees and making you grovel for your pathetic life". Flame Princess smirked in response.
"I will be looking forward to ripping off your tiny ball sack" she said without missing a beat. I heard a sickening smack at King Gumball backhanded her across the face.
"You will learn to hold your tongue!" he said in deathly quiet tones. The strong willed girl I knew gave a small nod and shrank away. I couldn't believe it. Flame Princess gave up just like that. It was not at all like her.
Next King Gumball came to LSP who stood there with her arms moodily crossed. He sneered at her, a look of disgust on his face.
"Why is this squishy thing here?" he asked and poked a finger at LSP's chubby belly.
"Oh my Glob, don't you dare touch my sexy lumps!" she cried in her whiny voice. The king rolled his eyes and moved down the line.
Turtle Princess was simply passed over, much to her visible relief, and the king turned to Bonnie. She was looking everywhere in the room except for the king's face. He took a hand and put it under her chin, making it so she would have to look at him. After a few moments of the King Gumball inspecting her face, he gave Bonnie's cheek a delicate kiss.
"I think I like you" he murmured just loud enough for me to here. Princess Bubblegum blushed deep red. This satisfied the king for then. He finally turned a faced me, the last girl in the lineup.
King Gumball looked at me curiously, his eyes staring deeply into mine. I braced myself for the worse, wondering what could possibly happen. My heart pounded furiously, threatening to rip out my chest. A cold sweat trickled down my back. I held my breath.
King Gumball turned and walked out the door, quickly and silently, the tall dark man following closely behind him.
I blinked once. I blinked twice. My mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water. Then I passed out onto the cold hard floor.
_So how did you peoples like Gumball? He will get much crueler throughout the story. Leave your thoughts on him.