I woke up on Gumball's chest. I looked up at him, he was still asleep. We must had
fallen asleep on the couch, luckily the couch was still cushioned from before. I raised
up and kissed him on the cheek. Then I carefully and slowly got off him, leaving him to
sleep.

I went into the kitchen and opened my fridge. I took out my bowl of white strawberries
and took out a red one i drained the color and set it on the drained strawberry pile.
I started to pick up the bowl of strawberries and felt arms wrap around my waist from
behind. I looked up and a pair of pink eyes met mine. I smiled and shoved a strawberry
in his mouth when he tried to kiss me. He smiled chewing.

"It's good, did you grow them?" Gumball hugged me and we walked over to my dining room
table and sat down.

"No, but I did drain out the red." I put the bowl of strawberries in front of him. "I
mainly eat the shades of red, so here's your strawberries."

Gumball smiled. "Last night you went to bed early, I found some old fabric in your
closet that said "remember to throw away" and I made some clothes out of it, I hope
that was ok."

"Oh, the pink pile of fabric? yeah, that was ok, it was all brand new, I thought I
could use it for once, never did, and I decided to throw it away, but never got to
it."

"Good, I was worried." Gumball took another strawberry and ate it.
"I'm going to change, stay out." I shot a glare at him smiling.
"It's not like I didn't already see you." I threw a strawberry at him.

I grabbed my crutches and walked normal with them over and into my room. I sat on the
edge of my bed and slipped off my dress and sock. I slid my legs over to the side of
my bed where my dresser is and pulled out a white button up shirt and black jean
Capri's. I then became fickle and stripped off my shirt and put a white tube top on
instead.

I slipped on a long thigh-high sock on my leg and put on a black boot. I took my red
brush and brushed out my hair. Then I heard a yell from outside my room. I raced,
grabbing my crutches and went back into the living room.

"Gumball!" I called coming out into the clearing. I saw Gumball hiding behind my couch
and a figure in black was standing in front of him with a knife in his hand. He turned
at the sound of my voice and looked at me. "Ash!"

"Hey Marcy, long time no see." He smiled.