SALUTATIONS DEAR FRIENDS, as you might have noticed, I changed this story's rating to T!
...Kids should not be reading about suicide and stuff, so... Yeah.
TheGuy456- Gumball's honestly a bit difficult to write IMO... I might change the story layout, I may not be using POV properly with this story
Dragonlover- You're darn right that's Futurama, man! And well... it kinda comes naturally for me, I guess? When I feel inspired, I just get to writing. It helps that I have a lot of free time. I'm on summer break, so...
This chapter will adopt the omniscient narration style that TheGuy456 suggested, just for experimentation, you know? Please let me know in the reviews whether or not you prefer this style.
I don't own the Amazing World of Gumball.
The shadow with the blank white eyes listened to the true story of Darwin's "death", drawing the attention of other servi, whispering amongst themselves.
"It was all done for a girl. You took the potion she created to become a ghost for her?" the first voice asks.
"Yes," Darwin confirms, glancing nervously at the blank wide eyes watching him with fascination, "you know, you told me that you weren't supposed to let children feel any stress in the Underworld..."
"We apologize," the shadows murmur softly, backing away and leaving Darwin alone with the first shadow.
"She was born a ghost, and you loved her enough to give up your own life to be with her," the shadow clarifies.
"Yes, she was born a ghost! But the potion would have allowed me to return to my body if I wasn't forcefully dragged down here!" Darwin raises his voice a bit, growing frustrated with the shadow for somewhat misunderstanding his explanation and seeming to not listen to the fact that he was technically not "dead".
"I just wanted to be able to hold her and kiss her and feel that warm feeling just one more time... I thought-"
"'One more time'?" the shadow echoes, bewildered.
"My brother and I used the potion before, last Halloween," Darwin explained quickly. Immediately, the servi gives an understanding gaze.
"Ah, the day all spirits can roam the mortal realm as they please... and that was the first time you kissed her as a spirit yourself?"
"Yeah," the ghost fish nods, slightly exasperated by the creature's constant desire for clarification and information, "anyway, I thought that this would happen, but... but I'd go through the Underworld and back to make Carrie happy. Sometimes I wonder, I'm so lucky," he can feel his eyes welling up with ghostly tears, glowing just as bright as he was, vanishing as soon as they touched the ground and rising in a small cloud of steam that fades into nothing, "I don't deserve her, and now I've gone too far and lost her for good..." He sits down on the cold dark floor, his form still the sole source of light, wherever he was, and wept.
The eyes observed this, quiet and sympathetic.
"Why do you not think you deserve her?"
"Because I'm... not good enough." Darwin turns away.
"...You are better than you think you are. You were the voice of reason for your older brother and your younger sister actually favored you. You were admired by many of your classmates, and... you are the only one who can truly see into Carrie's heart. Not many people can find true love in that way, but at only ten years old, you actually managed it."
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The three wandering ghosts begin to travel through an area swarming with other spirits, all of which were looking quite bored.
"What is this?" Gumball turns to Carrie for an explanation.
"This is Limbo. One of them, anyway, there's so many that I've lost count. They're what you'd call... a literal ghost town."
Gumball snickers immaturely before realizing Carrie's joke wasn't even funny, much less an actual joke.
Anais looks up at Carrie, her eyes flickering with interest.
"So ghosts stay in Limbo until it's decided that, based on their life choices and actions, whether or not they get punished-" she points to the left side of the Underworld, where spirits were screaming and writhing with pain, burning in a pool of hellfire, or being tortured in some other brutal way (Anais was also on point, directing Gumball's and Carrie's attention to Tartarus right when its guillotine went off), "or rewarded!" Their attention went to the Underworld's right side, where a bright white light was shining through and that's all they could see.
"Correct," Carrie responds, rolling her eyes at the obvious.
As they wandered quietly through this particular Limbo, they saw from a distance was a silver gate to the next labyrinth.
"That's where we have to go next," Carrie tells the siblings, "There's a monster in this one, ten times uglier and more dangerous than the one we just faced."
"Really?" Gumball looks worried, eyeing the silver gate with disdain, "where exactly are we going to get Darwin back?"
Carrie points up at the distant, stormy, foreboding castle far ahead of them, but yet could still be seen.
"If we make it up there, we can ask for Darwin's soul back and go back to Elmore with him. But first..."
A massive, rotting, partially skeletal cat-like creature peers at the three ghosts from over the labyrinth walls, with a pair of sunken red eyes, as they cautiously opened the gates and entered.
Just waiting. Ready to pounce.
BOOM CLIFFHANGER! WHOOPSIES!
and I'm just sitting here wondering what is life
STAY TUNED FOR THE NEXT EPISODE OF LOVELIN CRIES OVER THE LACK OF NEW TAWOG EPISODES
