"Now listen here! This is a bass and this is an electric guitar." Marshall spoke the two words loudly holding up pictures of a bass guitar and a picture of his own electric guitar. His audience watched with wide eyes while Gumball snorted from the kitchen and Marshall looked up with a pretend scowl. "What?"
"Marshall, they are literally only six weeks old! I don't think the twins will grasp the concept of the difference between a bass and an electric guitar that young. They can't even move their own body! They're sacks of potatoes, as Fionna puts it. Very cute potatoes." Gumball replied staring at Marshall from the counter, where he sat eating a red drained apple. He always scolded Marshall for sucking the red out of apples and then throwing the whole fruit away so Gumball often peeled the skin off and ate the semi dry fruit as Marshall always sucked out most of the moisture too but he ate them.
"You don't know that! Six weeks old or not the twins could probably figure it out!" Marshall argued staring at his boyfriend with an incredulous expression. The golden eyed baby, who was being the sweet Katie and not the shrieking brat Kate, was looking up gurgling quietly to herself. The baby, though she couldn't grab her feet or move yet, had already found other ways of amusement for her developmental mind.
"They. Are. Six. Weeks. Old." Gumball replied slowly looking at his boyfriend like he was dense. "They aren't going to grasp anything that isn't their mother's breast when it's meal time!" And as if to back that up Asher began to whine lowly then growing louder making Gumball sigh, finish off the apple before throwing it away, and slid off the counter walking to the living room and picking the baby up the way he'd been shown. One around the but and a hand cupping the back of his head carefully.
"Psh." Marshall rolled his eyes at his boyfriend then picked up Katie in the same way, the golden red haired baby gurgling quietly, making quiet tiny baby noises. "Come on, kid, let's watch some quality TV huh?"
"Psh." Gumball shot Marshall's sound right back at him, rolling his eyes as well, as he brought the slowly crying Asher to the kitchen, where the bottle warmer was set up and he pulled a bottle of breast milk from the fridge. "Don't worry, Asher, I got your bottle." Those words were a soft murmur as he placed the bottle in the warmer and turned it on.
"He's crying awful loud, Mama! Why don't you quiet him up?" Marshall suggested sweetly but the words tugged something at Gumball yet he grinned playfully despite the vampire unable to see. He lightly swayed back and forth, lightly bouncing his arms just a bit to sooth Asher which worked after a few moments.
"Sure thing, Daddy." He called back just as sweetly while continuing to rock Asher and bounced his arms lightly. He felt a tingle, that felt strangely wrong to feel with a baby in his arms, and rolled his eyes when he heard Marshall's low sound to quiet for the baby's ears to pick up on. He twitched when the bottle warmer went off and he had the nipple on the bottle and Asher was latching on in seconds.
"Well then, do I suspect that my sweet candy Prince has a Daddy Kink?" Marshall asked the moment Gumball walked into the room and the prince turned a bright red in seconds it seemed. Marshall grinned widely like he'd one some kind of victory. "I think I might have to explore that."
"But wouldn't you have the same kink?" Gumball asked sitting in Marshall's arm chair as Asher gulped the milk down fiercely and quickly. "I'm not about to walk around calling you Daddy. During s-e-x or not during s-e-x."
"Awww boo you~" Marshall fake pouted, shifting carefully, when Gumball noticed that Katie had fallen asleep against Marshall's chest. In six weeks their hair had darkened up, Asher's a lightly darker red and Katie's had remained the same golden red color that matched her dark lashes. Which, at that moment, were shut as her tiny fist curled near her mouth as she slept and he noticed a pacifier had been placed in her mouth by one Marshall Lee.
"You think Fionna and FP will let us watch the babies for the night?" Gumball asked tilting his head staring down at Asher who was gulping the liquid down with haste. Large blue eyes, Fionna's eyes, stared right up past Gumball completely like the baby was staring at something up above Gumball and it made him smile softly.
"Eh, maybe. But that just means no s-e-x for you~" Marshall laughed softly at Gumball's shocked expression. "Come on! You wail so loud that Peps asked for us to do it here if you can't be quiet which means we'll be doing it here permanently."
Gumball groaned leaning back in the chair. "Glob, no." But some part of him was secretly thrilled at the aspect of being here more. While Flame Prince and Fionna were busy with the twins and the coronation looming that'd make both of them King and Queen, Gumball was never more happier knowing that he didn't need to assume the thrown any time soon.
"You like it here, you know it~" Marshall sang while shifting Katie gently and he opened his mouth, probably to say something witty, when there was soft knocks on the door and Gumball stood up. "I got it."
Gumball looked at Marshall in surprise when the vampire got up, Katie resting against his chest like a sack of potatoes. He walked across the floor with ease as the pink prince walked to the kitchen to put the bottle in the sink to rinse seeing as Asher just gulped down the rest of it. He knew who it was before she even spoke and he pulled the other bottle out, the one meant for Katie, and tucked it into the diaper bag that was on the counter and unplugged the bottle warmer and tucked it in there as well.
"I'm so glad you got her to go to sleep!" Fionna sighed like her life juts got so much better and it made Gumball grin slightly. "Bubs has Asher right? Did he eat yet?"
"Asher just gulped down a whole bottle of breast milk and still looks starving. I'd look out for that kid, he might lung for a boob the minute Bubs gets out here!" Marshall warned playfully making Gumball grin further as he shifted Asher into a secure one armed hold he'd mastered after the first three weeks of the twins birth. He picked the bag up walking out with Asher curling his tiny baby fist into his shirt tightly.
"There's my little man!" Fionna crooned holding her hands out and Gumball handed him over with no problem, watching her tuck him into his car seat and then tucking the sleeping Katie into hers and she smiled. She handed Flame Prince Katie and she picked up Asher. "I wish we could stay longer and not treat you like baby sitters but we really gotta get home."
"It's fine!" Gumball replied before Marshall could, feeling the vampire's arms sliding around his waist and he grinned at the couple in front of him. "I actually have to head home too, so I'll be back a little later, Marshall."
"Awww I'm being left alone! That should count as child abandonment!" Marshall whined jokingly looking at the three in front him, focusing intently on Gumball for a few moments. "Hurry back though, Bubs. Even if you have to take that stupid bird, we are most definitely having a sleep over tonight!"
"Fine fine!" Gumball sighed but smiled when he let Flame Prince, then a smirking Fionna out first and then paused with his hand on the door knob. "I'll be home before midnight." Gumball shut the door behind hm when Marshall realized something of great importance, even if it was a little thing and probably just a mistake. But it made him smile like a complete and utter idiot. Gumball had just said he'd be home before midnight. Normally he called the candy kingdom home. The fact that he just-
"Booyah!" Marshall shouted throwing his arms up grinning widely, happily, as he startled Schwabelle and Mortuus, both cats looking up with wide black eyes, when Marshall laughed still holding his arms up when he let his body sway back and slam into the floor.
"Your Highness? Where are you off too now?"
Gumball looked up at the question then smiled softly at Peppermint Maid. He was wearing a dark hoodie, one of Marshall's, and a soft green shirt with black jeans with a rip in the knees and his traveling shoes on. He had a backpack of clothes on his back and his crown was nowhere in sight. He smiled sheepishly looking at the maid and curled his fingers around the straps of the bag.
"Well, I decided that since we've all been busy and I've been helping watch Fionna's twins, I was going to spend the week at Marshall's. Relax then come back by this weekend." Gumball replied with a soft shrug smiling pleasantly at the maid who stared up at him suspiciously when he blushed a lot. "I'll be back soon, Peps, with some check ins here and there to make sure I'm still alive and well."
"I'll see you this weekend then, Your Highness." She replied after a moment or so of just blank staring then smiled softly when Gumball turned walking to the front doors again, his hood bouncing lightly it seemed when she spoke again. "Your Highness, I know it's not my place but if you could come home without any markings on your neck or visible areas, it is what Marshall would call 'picture day' this Saturday."
Gumball felt a heat that crawled slowly up his neck pool in his cheeks hotly and vividly. "I'll ma-make sure, Peps." He stuttered out with that hot blush still in place, his eyes flicking around the room nervously rather than focusing on Peppermint Maid as he spoke. "See you Saturday!"
"See you then, Your Highness!" Peppermint Maid replied cheerfully waving gently smiling brightly as the Prince made his escape through the front doors shutting them behind him.
He sighed out heavily, his lungs aching as he'd been holding his breath to avoid letting out any noises from that embarrassing display. He rushed down the front walk way of his home, finding it funny and ironic there was even a walk way, and rushed down it to the familiar gate he squeezed and wriggled through. He then took a rather large breath and let out the very funny, even to him, 'scree!' call to his bird that swooped down in a matter of seconds in it's safe dependable clawed grip. He sort of played limp as they whooshing of wings flapping got his attention and he looked down as the kingdom went past in a pastel burr with the oncoming night, and he felt the air moving and ruffling his hair when excitement suddenly wriggled low in his stomach making his breath suddenly hitch and his chest to get a light, airy feel to it.
He watched the world below him go by, the moon coming out for once to illuminate the bird above him enough he studied their shadows when he looked up. His eyes stung lightly with the wind threatening to dry them out but he spotted the cave where Marshall's house was nestled deep in, the opening more familiar to him than his own home. He felt the bird changing it's altitude going lower and lower towards the opening of the cave and that excitement squirmed in his belly again until his feet touched the ground and he became aware of just how his body trembled lightly. He couldn't tell you the reason for his nervousness or excitement but he thanked the bird in a quiet, breathless whisper and he walked into the cave, down the familiar stone cold ground of it. He let his hand trail on the wall of the cave lightly until he caught the warm glow of Marshall's home, his heart skipping in his chest a few times and he held his breath then let it out after he was sure his heart would stop doing that rhythm.
He walked up to the house, going up the creaky wooden steps, and across the porch twisting the knob and opening the door stepping inside. He noticed that, other than the porch light, the inside lights were off and not even the TV's familiar murmuring disturbed the silence. He looked around before tentatively speaking. "Marshall?"
He'd barely put his bag down, shut the door and stepped forward when he got the door shut that he was pushed against it. Arms were snaking around his waist and a hand moving through his hair as lips pressed against his, urgent and excited while being warm and caring at the same time. How, he had no idea, but the kiss was just that. Urgent, exciting, warm and caring. He dissolved lifting his arms curling them around Marshall's shoulders, going to hold onto his shirt before deciding to bury his fingers in the surprisingly silky black locks of hair instead.
He held Marshall tight as he could, making sure no space dared be between the two bodies, as the kiss went on...well, forever it seemed. Dramatic, yeah, but Gumball pulled back after a minute or so maybe to take a rather loud, raspy breath when lips trailed down his throat. They got to the neckline of his shirt and paused.
"Welcome home, Bubs." Marshall got out n a rather purring, thick sounding voice as his scarlet eyes seemed to glow at the pink prince and he smiled. He moved hooking a leg up around Marshall's hip and twisted his fingers deeper into the black locks of hair and he tugged the vampire's face to his again.
His lips twitched as he let his eyes slid shut, his cheeks burning along with a deep heat that seemed to spread through his veins and pulse outwards warming his skin and making his stomach tight. "I'm home."