Chapter 9: Plights for Help
With Hank the Tank under control, and some of the other students now safer as a result of the bullies' group being calmed down, everything was starting to calm down. Gumball was walking through the girls' dorm, seeing the white colored walls surrounding him. He just kept walking along and looking at the door numbers. He was holding something behind his back along the way. Soon, he arrived to the Room 102. He gave them door a good knock. "Come in!" Gumball heard and opened the door, seeing Jamie sitting in her chair in front of the computer.
"Hey, Jamie," Gumball greeted her with a slightly nervous tone in his voice. It confused Jamie as she wondered what was wrong with him. "So uh… did you hear about the carnival they're setting up across town?" Gumball asked her. "Yeah, what about it?" Jamie's eyebrow climbed up slightly. She was surprised to see Gumball pull out a bouquet of flowers from behind his back. "I-I was wondering if y-you'd go with me. It's opening tomorrow night," Gumball asked with a sheepish smile. Jamie's eyes widened, but she thought it over for a second and happily took the flowers. "Sure, why not?" she agreed not seeing any harm in it at all. This made Gumball ecstatic that she had accepted to go on a date with him.
Jamie put the flowers on her dresser and came over, playfully punching Gumball in the arm, the usual way for her to show affection. "Never thought I'd see you get courage to ask anyone out... anyway, you better go. This dorm has only two security officers, both women. I have seen them bust boys for just being here," she warned him. Gumball nodded knowing he had to leave. "See you tomorrow night," he proclaimed before happily leaving the room. Jamie looked back over to her computer screen to see a chat log. She had been talking with penny and wondered if something happened between her and Gumball. She decided not to talk about it and wanted to stay out of it.
A little while later, Gumball was at his dorm room, throwing darts at a board with Darwin beside him. "So you asked her out? Whatever happened to Penny, dude?" the young goldfish asked while throwing a dart, hitting the twenty point marker on the dartboard. "I got this letter, that's what happened," Gumball answered before chucking the next dart. It luckily hit the thirty point marker. He pulled a letter out of his blue leather jacket and gave it to his younger sibling who immediately began to skim over the letter. 'Dear Gumball, I'm starting to get annoyed by my father not letting me send letters. This is the only one I could get out. While he's gone for the night, I think maybe we should not date for a bit, just until he leaves us alone. I'm sick of putting up with him. Love, Penny.'
Darwin understood everything. His older brother had probably gotten his heart broken as a result of the letter, but he seemingly took it fine. However, the young goldfish wasn't paying attention and hit the ten point marker with his next dart. "Sorry to hear, dude," he said sympathetically. "Eh, I'm cool with it. At least Tobias will leave me alone for her now," Gumball responded. He hit the one hundred point marker on the very center, leading to a superb bulls-eye. They suddenly heard footsteps behind them. "Gumball, man," the feline looked over his shoulder to find Biff standing there at the door.
"Ugh… what do you want, Biff? Was the last pounding not enough for you?" Gumball asked. Biff shook his head and took a step back. "No man, Alex needs your help! A bunch of nerds are attacking our hideout lately but we can never catch them," Biff explained their plight for help, but Gumball still had a major grudge against the grease haired Metalminded member. "No way, dude. I'm not helping the guy who took pleasure in shooting my sister with rocks," he responded. "B-but dude…" Biff couldn't finish his sentence as he was shoved back by Gumball. "I said no! If I wanna help a group of jerks, I'll go help the preps!" he exclaimed. "You're gonna regret this, man," Biff forewarned before walking away in irritation and anger.
"Gumball, maybe you should help them. It might get you in with them and make them nicer to us," Darwin suggested. Gumball's ears lowered and he sighed. "Darn it… I hate it when you're right," he said, throwing another dart that pierced the one hundred point marker again, beating Darwin at the game of darts. "I'm gonna go check on Anais," he said. Darwin nodded waving to his older brother as he left.
Gumball was making his way across the campus. "Hello Mr. Watterson," he suddenly heard, seeing people in fancy blue clothing with varieties of patterns approaching him. One of them on the left was a tall, bald and slim man with bandages wrapped around his fist, another was a girl on the right with red hair in a braid, and the person in the middle leading the other two was a black haired boy. Gumball knew who all of them were. They were the preppies, and they had their own leader with them.
"Oh, yeah?" Gumball answered confusedly wondering what they wanted with him. They had a variety of good sportsmen, but Gumball knew one thing that was an erect thought in his brain that he couldn't shake off if he tried. The girl and boy were both inbred relatives to their leader. Most of the preppies that were nearly all of them were too. "I'm Ron Bosher. It is nice to finally meet you after hearing so much about you," Ron introduced himself as the leader of the preppies while holding out his hand. Gumball took it and awkwardly shook it. "You all heard about me?" he repeated not sure what they meant.
"Yes. This is Lily and Chavis" Ron introduced the girl and boy who were just staying silent throughout the scene. "You see, we witnessed your brawl with Hank the Tank. I must admit, we admire your strength within the limbs. We came to ask for assistance," he further explained the problems. "Sure. What do you want from me?" Gumball asked. That was the biggest question that was looming over the conversation.
"That Amy lady broke my relatives' hearts, at least five shattered into tiny shambles. We want you to help us egg her house," he spoke in his still fancy accent for his silent relatives who didn't have much to say. Gumball grinned at the idea of revenge against Amy just like that. "Count me in. Hey, let me ask you something. Are you English or something?" he questioned. "Actually, no. I'm just insecure over my parents being backwash fools until we won the lottery, in which case now there rich backwash fools, so I make up for a bad genetic factor from the family by talking like this," Ron explained his insecurities with his family. He then walked away with his two friends.
"Meet us at our dorm on the other side of the campus in an hour, and get the eggs!" Lily called over, the first line Gumball had heard out of her. He nodded and went off to another direction to get eggs from town.
End of Chapter 9
