Alright, so I've kept you guys waiting long enough. This chapter is based on the Fionna and Cake episode. Hopefully I'll get through the sluggish part of this story soon so I can stop ripping off the show... Eugh. That's an ugly word. More like "borrowing their ideas." Of course, all rights go to the original creators so I'm not taking credit at all.
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The night of the ball, Fionna was asked by Gumball to help him set up the MPR (multi-purpose room) for the party. The gym was unavailable for the time being so the student council decided to use the MPR. It was certainly big enough and was made for such purposes. So Fionna and Cake trooped over to help Gumball with decorating the ceiling and walls. Fionna was actually having fun hanging out with two of her best friends. For some odd reason, she felt Gumball gaze at her occasionally but, when she tried to gaze back, he'd busy himself with fixing some streamers or tasting the punch. She would then look over at Cake but the brunette didn't seem to notice the awkward glances the other two were... sorta, kinda sharing.
The ball was semi-casual and people were going without dates but others were making a big fuss about it, so Fionna felt obligated to go with someone. She was still planning on not going unless someone asked her in the next eight hours. It was a very slim chance. Plus, Cake would deck her out in a big, fancy dress that was very unnecessary. Fionna remembered in her sophomore year in high school, Cake made this really ridiculous dress for Fionna's homecoming. Her date kept tripping over the fabric and Fionna was mortified.
It was a Candy Theme so they were putting up little candy people Gumball called Jelly Kinders, a type of candy Gumball's father invented. They were made specifically for decoration and were supposed to help the lights turn different colors when they shined on the candy. But the ladder they were using wasn't quite high enough to stick the things to the top so Fionna was kicking them hard and they soared to the ceiling and stuck with a satisfying sploosh!
"Throw it, Cake!" Fionna shouted.
Cake tossed up a Jelly Kinder and Fionna let out a little battle cry as her foot made contact with the candy. It went flying upward and stuck to the ceiling among its brothers.
"These Jelly Kinders aren't... edible, right?" Fionna asked, making a face as she looked upward.
"What? No!" Gumball said, with a smile. "These are only for lighting." He tossed a Jelly Kinder in Fionna's direction. "Kick it!"
Fionna sent a hard kick and connected with the candy. It stuck a few inches away from the previous Kinder.
"Thanks for helping me out, guys," Gumball said as he set up the snack table. "I know this was very last minute but my other planning party bailed on me..." He huffed his cheeks out a little. "But no matter. It's good to have you girls here. I'm very excited about the ball tonight, though."
"Sounds like it's gonna be large," Fionna said with a giggle, grabbing her sister's shoulders from behind and shaking Cake a bit.
"Yes! So, very large," Gumball said, not noticing the two girls doubling into fits of silent laughter. The stopped at once as he turned to face them. "Uh, Fionna... I'd like you to be there."
"I wasn't really thinking on going," Fionna said plainly, letting go of Cake. "I mean, I don't have anyone to go with."
"Actually... what I mean is: I'd like you to come with me," Gumball said quietly, his cheeks turning a little bright.
Fionna's face burned, however. "You want me to go with you to the ball?"
"Heck yes. As my pal!" Gumball said a little louder than he should have. Cake raised an eyebrow at him, getting the feeling he was hiding something.
"Oh. Right," Fionna grumbled.
"I can't exactly pick you up tonight, if you don't mind going with Cake," Gumball said, apology laced in his words. "I really want to be polite and escort you but I have to be here. I was so busy with this I forgot to get a date and-."
"Relax, Bubba," Cake said. "She'll be here at seven sharp. I'll make sure Mocro and I get her here in time and ready to party!" Cake sent Fionna a wicked grin and Fionna's stomach turned in a knot. There was gonna be a dress... and Fionna had a feeling she wasn't gonna like it.
The doors to the MPR room opened and Simone walked in with a clipboard. She looked over the top of it to find the three students and she smiled at them.
"I knew I'd find you here, Benson," Simone said, striding over to him. "I needed to give you this list of items to check off." She handed to clipboard to him and he took it from her, his eyes skimming over the list.
"Thank you, Professor," he said. "This will make it much easier."
Simone turned to Fionna with her eyebrow raised. "I didn't know you were in student council, Fionna. When did you join?"
"Oh, no I'm just helping out," Fionna said with a shake of her head.
"And she's been wonderful," Gumball said truthfully, making Fionna blush a little. He looked down at the list and bit his lip in concentration.
Simone smiled with approval and bid them goodbye so she could grade some papers. Gumball went over the list and they all checked off what they had. After a while, Gumball came to rest on the last item.
"Oh, right! The bubble machine," he said. "Cake, would you please dim the lights?"
"Sure thing, honey," Cake nodded, rushing over to the control panel on the wall.
She grabbed a tiny lever and lowered it slightly, the lights dimmed as Gumball turned on a machine in the corner. Bubbles of all different colors spurted out of it and they floated around Fionna. She smiled at a pink one and popped it with her finger, the dull lights of the Kinders shimmering off of it. Gumball couldn't stop staring at Fionna. She looked so pretty in this light. Fionna met his gaze and she blinked, a little surprised and embarrassed.
"What?" she said, nervously tugging on her bangs, a little quirk she had picked up that was very endearing.
"You look... so beautiful in this light," Gumball complimented.
If Fionna's face could turn any redder, she would have looked like a girl with a tomato as a head. She gulped a little and laughed shyly and rubbed the back of her neck.
"What are you doing later?" Gumball continued.
"I was just gonna go home, I..." Fionna stammered out.
"Let's go out," Gumball said, approaching her.
"Go... out?"
The way he said it was unlike the other ways he had asked her out around campus. It wasn't a friendly, upbeat tone he had used for their coffee grab. It wasn't an apologetic, guilty tone he had used when he took her out a few weeks ago. No, he was awe-struck, almost dumbfounded and looked as if he were under some sort of trance.
"Yeah. Let's go somewhere," he said gently.
"What?" Fionna said.
Cake hugged Fionna's side, a huge grin on her face. "We'd love to!"
"Great! Can you meet me out in the front in an hour?" Gumball said, smiling. "I have to finish up here."
"Yes, we'll be there!" Cake promised, dragging a stunned Fionna out of the MPR.
Fionna felt as if her tongue had been removed from her mouth. She couldn't speak and any sound she made was mangled. She had no idea why she was so shocked to hear someone ask her out. Maybe it was just the tone Gumball used and the way he looked at her. It wasn't the combing over she usually got from Marshall, but she knew that the raven-haired boy couldn't exactly control that. He didn't mean it in a perverted way. But when Gumball did, he went from bottom to top and would rest on her eyes and Fionna would be sucked into those deeps pools of pink. He did it in an appreciative way as if he were examining a piece of art rather than an eighteen-year-old girl.
The two girls arrived at their dorm a while later. Fionna began to pace around the living room, thinking hard about this. Was she really to believe Gumball after everything that had happened? With him being oblivious to her feelings and not understanding that he was kind of a tease on the previous outing, Fionna was finding it very hard to believe he was genuine about going out.
"Oh, it's a date!" Cake sang as she watched her sister's pacing.
Fionna paused. "No, it's not. I'm she when he said 'go out,' he meant 'go out,' not 'go out!'"
"Shut up, he's into you!"
"Come on! You know what he's like," Fionna said, crossing her arms "I'm like his guy friend."
"Well, that could change tonight."
"If it's a date, why are you coming?"
"I'm coming to help you!" Cake hopped off the couch and wandered up to her room. "I'm brining my dulcimer."
Fionna let out a groan. "Man!"
"It's a conversation starter!" Cake's voice yelled back from upstairs. She came down a few seconds later with the instrument strapped on her back like a backpack.
"Fine, I'll do this if only to prove you wrong," Fionna said as she and Cake made their way out of the dorm.
They approached the MPR together but Fionna was still skeptical. She wasn't really looking forward to getting hurt again by the same guy for a third time. She grunted and tried to turn away.
"Mm... Let's just bail, I changed my mind," Fionna said.
"No!" Cake grabbed her sister's hands and dragged Fionna over. They met nose to nose as Cake glared into her eyes. "No retreat, girl."
"Hello, Fionna," Gumball's voice said and both girls whipped their heads around to face the pink-haired boy. "And I see you brought Cake."
"That's cool, right?" Fionna said, wiggling out of Cake's grip.
"Only if it's cool that Mocro," Gumball said as Cake's boyfriend poked his head out of the MPR. Fionna forgot, Mocro was a part of the student council, too. Looks like it was gonna be a double date.
Cake smiled at Mocro. "Hiya, gorgeous."
Mocro wandered over to her and kissed her cheek with a mumble, "Hey." Cake grinned and buried her face in his shoulder affectionately.
Fionna turned her attention to Gumball. "So, what's the plan?"
"I was thinking we can go for a walk," Gumball offered. "Perhaps a stroll through the gardens near the back of the school?"
"Sounds nice," Fionna said.
The four of them made their way towards the rose gardens that the garden club had erected a few years ago. They were making their way through the entr'acte mazes, the boys in the front and the girls behind them.
"Psst, Fi," Cake hissed at Fionna. The blonde glanced over and didn't like the wicked grin on Cake's face. "Tell Gumball that you think he's hawt."
"What? No!" Fionna hissed back.
"Guys like yo hear that they're hot!" Cake declared softly, her voice rising a little.
"Will you keep your voice down!?"
"Oh, Fionna," Gumball said, turning around but continued to walk backwards.
"Hm?" Fionna said, her eyes snapping onto him.
"I thought we could have a race," he said. "A playful race! The school's track is open by now and I think it would be fun."
Fionna examined Gumball's attire. He wasn't exactly dressed to run the track. His T-shirt was a little too neat and clean, not a wrinkle in sight. His khakis were also neat and looked rather expensive. The only thing that looked remotely ready to hit the ground and run were his Nikes. Even they were a little too clean. His usual sweater vest and button up dress shirt were absent for some reason she didn't know. Perhaps it was because he knew he was going to be working all day and didn't want to dirty is preppy school clothes. Fionna's clothes were ready to hit the deck and take off full speed. Her shirt was a little wrinkled and her shorts were cut-offs Cake had made out of Fionna's ripped jeans ("that's no way for a girl to dress, Fi"). Her sneakers were scuffed up and dirty from years of experience of running around with her guy friends.
Maybe he was just offering to race because she would find it fun and exciting. Fionna stole a glance at Cake, who shrugged lightly. The blonde looked back at Gumball and smiled.
"Sure! But I'm gonna kick your butt," Fionna said, pointing at Gumball. Then she blushed. "Not that I'm thinking of butts."
"Excellent," Gumball said.
He lead them all to the track a good walk away from the garden. He and Fionna took their places at the starting line. It wasn't too far of a run and Fionna was pretty sure she could leave him in the dust. Gumball didn't seem like the athletic type. The only other guy who could probably best her was Marshall. He seemed pretty lanky and tall but she knew that he was much stronger than that. It wasn't like Andrew and Samson couldn't beat her but they were so big and Fionna, compared to them, was lithe and quick. She had attended their fight club to see what it was like and had won a match just out of pure speed.
Shaking these thoughts out of her head, she crouched down to give herself an extra push when Mocro would give the starting word. Cake came up to Fionna and whispered in her ear.
"After him, Fionna," Cake urged. "After your man."
Fionna brushed Cake away. Mocro didn't have a chance to say anything because his perky girlfriend jumped up and yelled "go!" The other two took off down the track and Fionna was pleasantly surprised to find that Gumball was just as fast as she was. Looks could certainly be deceiving. He was rather light and strong. She could almost see the muscles in his body working as they ran the same speed. Being competitive, Fionna had no intention on losing. So she pushed off the ground a little harder and ran by Gumball with ease.
She slid to a stop at the finish line and the rubber underneath her sneakers burned and almost started to smoke slightly from the sudden momentum. Gumball came to a halt shortly after she had won and leaned on his knees, giving her a breathless grin.
"Good race, Fionna," he gasped.
She gave him a winded smile. He may have been fast but he wasn't built to last in athletics. No, he was completely out of breath while Fionna barely broke a sweat. He had done it just to please her. Fionna instantly felt a little guilty. She didn't want Gumball to do what she liked just because he felt it would entertain her...
A few seconds later, Gumball stood straight and laughed a little.
"That was fun, yes?" he said.
"Yeah," she agreed. "C'mon. Let's get some water before you pass out."
"No, I'm okay," he said, waving off her offer. "I'll be just fine. Let's just go back to the quad and hang out there."
"Are you sure?" she pressed.
He gave her a genuine, Benson Gumball smile that made her heart flutter in her chest.
"Of course," he said, taking her hand. "Let's go."
The four of them returned to the quad as night started to fall. The night sky was painted with all kinds of pinks, purples, and oranges. They sat in the grass together, Fionna feeling a little squeamish. Her nerves were jumping and her face was still bright red. This wasn't like the date they had went on before. It was spontaneous and fun and Fionna was excited to actually think this was going somewhere. It was different from her previous feelings. It was as if Gumball was actually trying to get her to like him.
"I can't believe I'm going to do this," Gumball whispered to himself.
"Do what?" Fionna said.
He smiled. "I'm about to take a page out of Marshall Lee's book."
She started to laugh. "Oh, yeah? By doing what?"
He fell silent and the crisp air around her started to feel warmer. He glanced her way and looked completely embarrassed. Fionna felt as if her mouth was clamped together with peanut butter or glue or something.
"Fionna... there's something I want to tell you," Gumball said softly.
To her complete shock, he started to sing... beautifully. It wasn't Marshall's beauty that held the dark and mysterious tone to it. It was a musical, performance grade beauty you'd expect to see on stage that made Fionna want to cry.
I feel like nothing was real until I met you
Cake's eyes grew big and she pulled out her dulcimer. She began to play along to Gumball's song in perfect harmony. Mocro was a little taken aback by this random musical number but he soon smiled and hummed along to Cake's playing.
I feel like we connect, and I really get you
If I said you're a beautiful girl, would it upset you?
Because the way you look tonight, silhouetted,
I'll never forget it
Fionna was stunned. He leaned closer and their foreheads touched. She closed her eyes and listened to his ballad. Every note he sung was like he was tugging at her heart, making it reverberate through her body.
Oh, oh, Fionna
Your fist has touched my heart
Oh, oh, Fionna
I won't let anything in this world keep us apart
Fionna had a sudden urge to sing along. Harmonizing with Gumball she repeated the last line of the song.
I won't let anything in this world keep us apart
Bashfully, Fionna brushed her hair out of her eyes as she opened them to gaze upon Benson. Their eyes met and they leaned away, both of them starting to laugh.
"Oh, my gosh, dude. That was, like, the stupidest thing ever," she giggled.
Gumball knew it wasn't meant to hurt his feelings. It didn't, frankly, because he was very embarrassed by his song. He liked to sing and found that, when Marshall sang, the raven-haired boy managed to get his feelings out of the way with ease. Fionna seemed very flattered by the song so it pleased Gumball. Mocro and Cake stood up to give them a moment alone.
"See you back at the dorm, Fionna," Cake said, winking at her friend.
Fionna blushed again as she watched Cake's retreating figure. Her blood must be having a frenzy because Fionna never thought she could turn red so many times in one day. She felt like a cartoon.
The next hour was spent with the two of them laughing their heads off at random questions they would throw at one another. Fionna was giggling at one particular question Gumball had asked her and she was considering her answer.
"Jeez, I dunno, I thought about it," she said, "but I think you could wear your pants as a shirt, if you really needed to."
Gumball laughed. "Okay, okay. Now you ask me something."
"Oh, um... is this a date?" Fionna said. "Like a real date?"
Gumball chuckled a little nervously and got to his feet. He took Fionna by the hand and helped hoist her up. He looked her in the eyes and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.
"Fionna, come to the ball with me," he said seriously.
"As your chum?" Fionna said.
"No... as my girlfriend," he almost whispered.
Cake was startled as Fionna burst through the door and ran over to her as she sat and played their Playstation.
"It was a date! There was singing and junk!" Fionna cried.
"I know! I was there for that part," Cake reminded her, turning off the system.
"Cake, he wants me to come to the ball as his girlfriend!"
The brunette's eyes widened and she squealed. "Oh, my goodness! It's almost seven! You need something to wear!" Even though Fionna knew it was gonna be a ridiculous dress, she didn't care. She allowed Cake to drag her into her room. "Oh, hold on, honey, I am gonna make this happen!"
In record time, Cake had fixed a lovely dress onto Fionna's frame. It was a ball gown... a very pretty ball gown. White with gold trimming, purse and all. It reminded Fionna a little of Sailor Moon and it almost looked exactly like she was wearing Princess Serenity's dress. It wasn't exactly Fionna's style but she had a feeling that Gumball would like it. If needed, Fionna would have preferred to wear a shorter dress that would fall just below her knees. She had one in her closet but Cake shot down the idea, wanting Fionna to look like a princess to "Prince" Gumball.
They climbed into Mocro's car as he came to pick up Cake and drove down to the MPR. It was just beginning and the lights were bouncing off the Kinders. Fionna entered and found that she wasn't the only person in a fancy dress. A lot of girls were decked out in cupcake-like dresses and were trying not to trip over their own feet. It fit the theme, however. The candy wonderland she helped Gumball create was infectious and everyone was very excited to be a part of the little kingdom. Fionna spotted Marshall Lee and wandered over to him since Cake and Mocro had run over to the dance floor and she had yet to spy Gumball.
Marshall wasn't wearing anything too special. Just a simple, fancy vest and a tie. The front of the vest was black and the back was gold. His tie was white and his shirt was red. He seemed bored as he leaned against the wall and observed the party-goers. Ashley wasn't with him, which wasn't too surprising but she had expected the bad boy to have some girl on his arm tonight.
"Hey," she said.
He gazed over at her and then did a double take. Fionna was very pretty tonight, her hair in light curls that bounced around her face. The dress wasn't as crazy as the other girls' dresses were. She didn't wear any make up but she didn't need to. In this light, she had a natural beauty to her that made his throat close up. Fionna looked like, well, a girl. He was at a loss for words. The only thing he could think of was to be himself and make a quip.
"You're wearing a dress?" he said. "That's crazy."
"Shut up," Fionna said, glaring at him.
"Aw, I'm kidding," he said, grinning at her, flashing his fang-like teeth. "You look nice. Cake make it?"
"Yeah. You know how crazy she can get," she confirmed. "And you don't look too bad yourself."
"Just somethin' I pulled outta my closet," he said. "It still fits so, hell, why not?" He flipped his bangs out of his face. "Where's Gumbutt? I haven't seen him yet."
"I dunno. He's my date tonight..."
Marshall felt a little color drain from his face. But he managed to pull himself together and not give away the obvious fact he was slightly jealous that the rich boy got the pretty girl all to himself tonight.
"Well, he's not one to, y'know, bail or leave you hanging," he said. "He'll show up."
As if on cue, Gumball strolled over to Fionna in a crisp suit and a warm smile.
"I've been looking for you," he said, taking her hand and kissing it.
Marshall made a face but Fionna ignored it.
"Well, here I am," she said.
"Would you like to dance?" he asked.
"Love to," she said, allowing herself to be taken to the dance floor.
She turned, almost reluctantly, towards Marshall Lee, and waved goodbye. He waved after her and continued his leaning. He watched her be taken into Gumball's arms and they began to sway to the song. Marshall averted his eyes and growled to himself. He hated things like this. Ashley had forced him to go and he ended up paying for their tickets so he couldn't exactly back down from money spent. Ashley had gone outside with some of her friends to ditch, no doubt, so he was left alone.
His eyes, against his will, fell on Fionna again. Her blonde locks were shining again, her deep pools of blue sparkling in the light. Gumball was giving her a chaste smile as they danced, twirling her under his arm like he was born to court delicate women. Fionna wasn't delicate in any way but Marshall could tell she liked being treated like a girl for once. Even if it wasn't in purpose. Gumball was such a princely character. He couldn't blame Fionna for being enamored by him. He just wished someone could look at him like Fionna did to Gumball... and he really wanted it to be Fionna.
He had to admit to himself, he definitely liked her a little more than a friend. Marshall couldn't help it. She was just the kind of girl he would go after. Fionna seemed like one of those girls who would ignore him and he would pine after her anyway, falling for her harder and harder each time she looked away and poked fun at him. But Fionna had that lovey, touchy, girly side to her that he knew she disliked. And that's what attracted him to her.
The song ended and Marshall turned away, cursing himself for letting his thoughts wander off. He walked over to the snack table and took a big, red cookie off a plate. He bit into it and chewed, his stomach hating him for eating more sugary junk food. But whatever, he wanted to go home anyway and leave all this sickly sweet shit behind. He finished the cookie, brushed off his hands, and started to make his way out when a hand grabbed him by the shoulder.
"Hey, jerk," came Fionna's voice. He turned around and met her blue eyes. She was smiling at him. "Wanna dance?"
"What about your boyfriend?" he said.
"He's busy," she said. Funny... she didn't get flustered and deny Gumball was her boyfriend like she usually would. "C'mon, you deserve at least one dance tonight."
"In that thing?" Marshall quipped, looking down at her dress. "I'd trip a bazillion times."
"Don't be a baby," she retorted. "Let's go." She was persistent, he had to hand it to her. With a dramatic sigh, he followed her to the dance floor and they started to dance in time with the song.
"So, I noticed you didn't get embarrassed when I called Bubba your boyfriend," Marshall noted. "What's up with that?"
"Well... It's because I can't deny it," she said. "I'm his girlfriend now."
"What? When the hell was this established?"
"Today."
That sly bastard! Marshall thought. Of course, he knew that Gumball was genuine about it but Marshall was beyond jealous. His eyes went cold and he pursed his lips, scoffing.
"Today, huh?" he said, making Fionna frown.
"What's wrong with me dating Gumball?" she demanded.
"Nothing is wrong with it," he said. "But I'm just thinking of your previous experiences with the guy. I don't wanna see you hurt."
"Marshall, I can take care of myself," she said.
"I know you can. I'm not denying that," he said quickly. "But after everything... I don't think you should put him up on a pedestal. It might disappoint you when you find out he's not as high and mighty as you make him out to be."
"I know that," she said defensively. "I'm not stupid."
"Did I say that?"
"It sounded like it."
"You're putting words in my mouth, Mertens."
"You know, if I didn't know better, I'd say you're jealous, Abadeer."
They stopped dancing and Marshall stared into her eyes. She wasn't teasing him. She was dead serious.
"I'm not jealous," he lied, his voice dark.
She gave him a skeptical look as they picked up their dancing.
"Whatever you say," she said with an indifferent shrug.
"You don't believe me, do you?" he said, leaning close to her face. She backed off a little.
But she didn't answer for the song had ended. She left his grip.
"Thanks for the dance," she said.
He grabbed her hand before she turned away and kissed it gently. Her cheeks flared up and he grinned.
"No, thank you," he chuckled.
They stared at each other for a few seconds before she walked away without another word. He smirked at her retreating figure. He loved making her blush. It was so funny to see her flustered. But his smirk vanished when he saw Fionna approach Gumball and...
Fionna wandered over to her new boyfriend, who was stirring the punch, his nose wrinkled in annoyance.
"What's up?" she asked him.
"Nothing... I just think someone spiked the punch," he said, distaste in his mouth. He looked bitterly towards the three band members of Marshall's group as they fist-bumped each other, their eyes on a couple who were more or less tipsy with punch cups in their hands.
Fionna laughed. "That's something they'd do."
"I should've asked someone to guard. Well, no matter," he said, turning to her. "How are you enjoying the evening?"
"It's really nice," she said honestly. "Thanks for taking me."
He took her chin between his thumb and forefinger, bringing her face to his.
"Thank you, Fionna, for coming with me," he said softly, his other hand running through her hair. "I'm so happy with you."
"Me too," she whispered.
And with that, Gumball kissed her. Marshall went blind with rage. He wanted nothing more than to march over and lay a good punch on Gumball's face but... he couldn't do that to Fionna. He didn't want to look like a real jerk in front of her. He couldn't bring himself to ruin her happiness.
Instead, he left the party, his teeth bared and his anger rising. He was making his way over to the weight room. In a dumb vest or not, Marshall had some punching bags to beat up.
Awh... poor Marshall Lee. He's jealous and a little heartbroken. But he don't know that it's really loooovee that he's feelin'. Silly, Marshall. You gotta tell Fionna! Duh...
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