Gumball awoke in the middle of the night. He heard something downstairs. He shrugged it off, thinking it was all in his head. He then suspected it was more than that when he heard something get knocked over. He reached under his bed and picked up his old baseball bat and went downstairs. He could see the shadow of the intruder. Gumball turned on the lights and tackled the uninvited visitor, which turned out to be a little ghost girl.
"Wait, please! Don't hurt me!" said the girl.
"What the hell do you think your doing, sneaking into my home in the middle of the night?!"
"I'm sorry, I just-"
"Shut the hell up! I'm calling the cops!" Gumball reached for the phone but the girl tackled him.
"Please, let me explain." Gumball threw her on the ground. He picked up a kitchen timer and dialed it.
"Okay," Gumball started. "You have two minutes."
"I'm looking for someone! I know this sounds crazy, but I'm from the future, and I've really messed up the space-time continueum! I have to fix it or else my cousin will completely be erased from existance! Now, I need to find my mother and father so they can help me!"
Gumball stopped the timer.
"Seriously? Breaking into my house is one thing, but lying to me is just adding insult to injury! And another thing- if you're looking for someone, you look in the f*cking phonebook, not break into random people's homes!"
"I'm telling the truth!"
"Then prove it!"
"When I got here, I appeared outside a high school detention room, and I saw you making out with a girl through the window!"
"Wait...you were the one that made that loud noise!"
"I indeed was."
"So you are telling the truth..." Gumball said now astonished. "How old are you anyway? You look a little young to be traveling through time alone."
"I'm 11. My name is Marmalade."
"Marmalade? The hell kind of name is that?"
"My Mom named me, alright?"
"Whatever. So how old is your father? I might know him."
"He's 15 this year if I did my math right. He's about your height, and he looks a lot like you."
"What's his name?"
"Gumball Watterson."
"...I'm...Gumball Watterson. Oh Jesus..." Gumball sat in the recliner.
"So your my daughter..."
"And your my Dad! Thank god I found you!" Marmalade said as she hugged her father.
"Did I adopt you? Because we're not event the same species."
"No, I'm not adopted. My Mom's a ghost."
"C-Carrie's a ghost..."
"Yeah, you know her! Carrie Booregard!"
"She's my girlfriend."
"Oh, well this must be awkward. How long have you guys been together?"
"Not even a week..."
"Well, we better go get her."
"Now?"
"Yes! We're running out of time!"
"Okay, let me put on some clothes first."
Gumball went upstairs and returned minutes later.
"Let's go get your Mom."
They made their way towards Carrie's house. When they got their, they stopped.
"We can't go in the front..." said Gumball.
"Is that her bedroom window up there?" asked Marmalade.
"Yeah."
Marmalade grabbed her father by his shirt collar and flew up to Carrie's window.
"...Don't do that...ever..."
"Sorry..."
Gumball lifted Carrie's window and they went inside to find Carrie passed out sitting upright in her bed, wearing nothing but a bra. The TV was on and she had a bowl of popcorn on her stomach.
"So this is what she does in her spare time..." said Gumball.
"How do we wake her up?"
"I know how." Gumball got on top of Carrie and kissed her. Marmalade awkwardly averted her eyes.
Carrie began to stir, and wrapped her arms around Gumball.
"Carrie,"
"Gumball! is this a dream? Are we gonna have sex?" Carrie asked with hope in her eyes.
"What? No! Put your clothes on, we have a bit of an emergency."
"Ughh...fine. Who's the kid?"
"...You'll see."
~10 minutes later~
"Are you trying to tell me...you're our kid from the future?"
"Precisely!"
Carrie turned to Gumball.
"Isn't this great, Gumball? We get to have a family together!" Carrie hugged Gumball and kissed him on the cheek.
"Alright, alright, let's fawn over how adorable I am later! I need to tell you why I'm here!"
They were all at the park. Gumball and Carrie were sitting on a bench and Marmalade was floating in front of them.
"Gumball, Darwin and Richard are dead, correct?"
"That's right."
"Then this is an alternate universe..." said Marmalade.
"This is a WHAT?" said Carrie.
"An alternate universe. Darwin and Richard dying was not suppose to happen. You see, a few weeks ago, my cousin and I discovered a working time machine in the boiler room of Elmore Junior High. This is it."
Marmalade pulled out a panel that looked like a big calculator.
"My cousin, Charcoal, is Darwin's son. Or at least, he was. We went back in time to the day Darwin and Richard, my grandfather, went fishing. You see, Charcoal wanted to see if we could light a match by rubbing it against tree bark. We were bored with the whole time travel thing, so we decided to do the regular stupid stuff we normally do. Except, when we striked the match, it lit up, and we accidentally flicked it onto the motor of a boat. Darwin and Richard were on that boat. The motor was gas powered, so when it was met with fire...well you know what happened next. When we got back to the future, Charcoal disappeared, Dad, you were in a mental hospital, Mom, you were on drugs, and I found out my aunt committed suicide. I need your help to prevent Darwin and Richard from ever even getting in the water."
"Mother of God..." was all Gumball could say before he fainted.
