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I know that this chapter will seem weird at first.

I just wanted to bring something more to the story.

From a different direction.

Some probably saw this coming.

For those who did, I have one thing to say.

Stow it.

Not to sound mean, you may "know" something about plot development and execution, but if you come in with a know-it-all mentality, just stow it.

Chapter 11! Enjoy.

Sorry about my mini rant.

For two nights I've had the same dream. I go about my day normally, but each time I see my reflection I notice a hole in my head. It is dark inside and I can't see through it, but when asking my friends about it they say that they don't see it. I don't know why I'm having this dream, but thinking about it makes me feel as if I'm missing something... Something important that I took for granted.

"What could it be?" I ask aloud. Right now I'm in my dream bathroom looking at myself in the mirror. Through the hole in my head I can't see anything, but darkness. I poke my finger through it, no resistance.

"Why do I have this? It's scaring me," I say to myself. As I continue to look over myself...

Be-beep be-beep

I feel my dream self slipping away. I know I won't remember the dream when I wake up, like the last time, and that worries me.

"Why am I having this dream?"

Be-beep be-beep

"What am I trying to tell myself?"

Be-beep be-beep

"Wha..."

~Day 4 (perspective #2)~

I sit up in my bed and open my eyes. I look around, as if searching for something, and get out of the bed. I drowned out all noise and walked to the bathroom. Closing the door behind me, I look at my reflection in the mirror. I look at the familiar face look back at me.

"Did I expect something different?" I ask myself. Looking into my own eyes I see happiness and pride, but sense fear and loneliness. I try to think of why I feel this way, but end up having a slight migraine. I close my eyes to ease the pain. I calmly breath in and out. As the pain and pressure in my head was being relieved I heard something, possibly footsteps. I just tuned out every noise and calmed down my mind when...

BAM BAM BAM!

I jumped at the sound of someone banging on the bathroom door.

"Wh-who's there?" My voice was shaky as I questioned the door. From the other side I hear a familiar voice.

"It's me, Darwin. You ok Gumball?" asked a concerned voice. I shook my head at the silliness of being scared.

'What's making me so jumpy'

"Yea, dude," I said back, "I'm good. Why'd you ask?"

"You just seemed out of it," I heard him say, "ignoring the alarm on the way out and the lost look on your face. You'd usually be more active on a no-school day."

"Oh," was all I said back. I looked back at the mirror wondering why I was messed. I just shook any thought out of my head and started the shower, realizing that I was the first in the bathroom.

"Today's gonna be a wonderful day," I said softly.

'Not like that other day when all my good luck was gone.'

I quickly got washed and left the bathroom in a towel. Mom rushed in after I got out, as she still had work today. I went through the newly washed laundry for clothes to wear. I got my usual grey trousers and tan sweater, both with that fresh washed smell that I never get used.

'I always find it weird. Why?'

"Hey, Darwin?" I called out. The orange fish was in the middle of cleaning out his bowl. He turned and acknowledged me.

"Yeah?"

"Have you ever felt like you were missing something, but didn't know what it was?"

"Well," he said as went back to cleaning out his bowl, "sometimes, but I usually find out what it is when we clean the room and find it under everything."

I look around the room, but other than some pants and toys, it was relatively clean. I had this feeling that whatever I was missing wasn't something you could usually touch. I just had no idea what it was or when I lost it.

After I got dressed I left the room and walked down the hall. I had just passed Anais' when a thought popped in my head.

'Anais is usually rational and smart, but kinda a wet blanket sometimes. Maybe she can figure out what's going on with me.'

Turn and knock on her door.

"Yea?" Anais piped from the other side of the door.

"It's me. I want to ask you something," I said. The door opened to a room with jungle green walls that had a poster of a horse, a few dolls scattered about, a small table in the middle, and a toy chest at the far side of the room. Her bed was a twin and had a pink Daisy the Donkey bed set on it and a dress laid out for the day.

Anais was in her small robe and holding her Daisy the Donkey doll.

"What did want to ask?" she questioned me.

"I wanted to know what it is that I'm missing," I said. The look on her face showed that she didn't understand the question.

"What you're missing?"

"Yeah," I began to explain, "I've had this nagging feeling that I've lost something, but I don't know what it is. The only thing I know is that is not something I can touch or see."

"Hmm," she was thinking about it and motioned me to come in and sit on her bed. She went to her small dresser and got a notepad from on top of it.

"Can you tell me when was it that you first realized that something was missing?" she asked.

"Well, I guess it was after I got back from the hospital. I was relieved that I was fine, but in the back of my mind I felt like a piece of me was missing."

Anais was sitting on the bottom of her bed jotting something down on her notepad. Seeing her like this reminded me of the time that I had the dream where Darwin kissed Penny.

'Wait. My dreams...'

"Almost right after the incident," I started up again, "I began having these dreams."

"What kind of dreams?" Anais asked as she continued to write.

"Well, the first one was me walking the halls of the school with a crutch. As I wandered around I ran into someone."

"And who was it?"

"It was me, but he had these purple dots under his eyes and purple fur on his ears. I was scared, but he seemed worried about me, like he didn't want to see me hurt. Before I could find out who he was the walls began melting and these pits and columns started to appear. He and I began running, but found ourselves at a dead-end where a column rose from under me. When it threw me into the air I woke up to dad pressing the button that lifted the head of the bed.

"This wasn't the only dream I had with the other me. The very next night, in my dream, I was flying on one of the flying brooms that Hector's mom owns. As I flew I saw someone fall from the sky.. I went to save him, but I couldn't catch up. I then noticed that I had another broom strapped to my back. As I nose-dived took the broom off my back and threw it to him. It caught him just before he hit the ground. As I flew down to him I noticed that it was the other me, he called himself Rick."

"So," Anais started, "Rick might be the representation of Dad's qualities in you."

"Uhh... he said that he wasn't named after Dad, but some guy from Casa Blanket."

"Casa Blanket?"

"I have no idea. Next thing I know, we're hanging out and flying all through Elmore. It was near the end of the dream that I asked why I keep dreaming about him. He said that he was dreaming about me. Then we heard the alarm going off and the world slowly faded until I woke up. So far, that was the last dream he appeared in."

I looked over at Anais, who was looking down at her notes thinking. I was about to ask her what she thought when there was a knock at the doorway. We looked up and saw Mom standing there dressed and about to leave for work.

"Hey," Mom said, "I'm on my way out. Anais, Gumball you two are to make sure no one gets into too much trouble."

"Alright," we replied back.

"And Gumball?"

"Yes ma'am?" I responded.

"Just because you're out doesn't mean you can slack off on your make up work from Monday."

'Aww Man!'

"Fine, I'll do it."

"Good," she said with a small smile, "I'll see you later."

"Bye, Mom," Anais and I said.

At that Mom was on her way. Anais got off the bed and got her dress.

"I don't know what to tell you Gumball," she said as she was on her way out, "Your dreams aren't always rational, but this one seemed more like an usual day you have. Not much I can gather from it."

"Oh." I felt a little disappointed. I wanted to find the answer to this feeling. I guess Anais saw that in my face.

"I'll take a look at the notes later and try to see what I can find. Is that alright?" She asked

"Yeah, that's fine," I replied.

"Alright. So what are you going to do today?"

"I think I'm gonna get started on the make-up school work. When I'm done, or lose interest, I think me and Darwin will go to the park."

"You sure that's a good idea. I mean the fall had to be scary."

"It was, but as long as I don't climb anything I should be fine."

"Ok," she said as we left the room. She went down the hall to the bathroom as I went down the stairs. When I got down there I saw Darwin and Dad sitting on the couch watching T.V. Actually Dad was snoozing away. On my way to the kitchen I saw Darwin looking over the back of the couch at me.

"You sure your ok, Gumball?" he asked with a look of worry on his face.

"Yeah, I'm good," I answered.

"Ok," he said with a small worried smile.

I stopped right at the kitchen entrance turned and asked Darwin, "You wanna go to the park later?"

I'm sorry for the rant at the top.

Just been angry almost all day today.

While writing the next chapter of another story I had a lot of back seat authors saying a lot of crap.

Albeit, most of the back seat authors were figments of my imagination (not joking. I don't know how, but my imagination can influence my mood and attitude in real life).

Basically, I can end up pissing myself off.

My head hurts...

'-'