I guess its been like 2 months journal,
I've been moping on the couch without sleep for two whole months. I think I may have cried my tear ducts back out of order. My eyes hurt. Fi and cake have been bringing me groceries and junk. I wasn't hungry. So fi decided that it was time to "get my buns off that globbing couch and get back into life." Whatever. How could Fi ever understand? Buh.
Anyway, I struggled up off the couch and floated slowly behind her as she told me about her latest adventures. Apparently she fought a bear. Even in my current state of complete despair that's pretty impressive. And of course she's been hanging out with Gummy Balls, Prince of All That's Prissy and Annoying and he sciences the candy kingdom into a bunch of zombies AGAIN. That boy needs to put his kingdom ahead of science on his list of priorities. Seriously.
So anyway I grab my parasol and follow Fi out of my cave.
"So where are we going?" I ask. I don't really care as long as Fi is there.
"The candy kingdom, PG said he could use some help with some jibbityjab." I groaned, loudly. "Oh it'll just be a few hours you big baby"
"I am NOT a baby," I crossed my arms and stared crossly at Fionna the human. She laughed at me. Whatever. I resigned myself to helping Gummy Butt with whatever. But ONLY as a favor to Fi.
So we got to the candy palace. And Prince Prissy Pants met us at the gates.
"I didn't know you were bringing HIM." He motioned at me with a jerk of his head. I scowl and Fi speaks up.
"Gumball don't be a butt." She places a hand on my arm, "he's just here to help and you said you needed lots of help." Gumball frowned.
"I suppose it's fine. We need all the help we can get after this last zombie mess."
"Well, if you'd quit experimenting on your subjects you proooobably wouldn't have this problem in the first place." I said nonchalantly. He got sooo mad. And I was starting to think coming here was a good idea to cheer me up.
So anyway I was there like all day. Like, ALL day. And Gumbutt was generally being his prissy, annoying self and hogging Fi. Whatever. So I float behind him and start mimicking his motions and making stupid faces. Fi notices and tries to hold in her laughter, she can't and gum-for-brains turns around. He's soooo mad.
"Are you mocking me?!" He's all huffy. I snake around him. He hates it when I invade his personal bubble.
"Now why in Aaa would I do a thing like that?" I ask innocently.
"Because you are an uncouth, uncultured miscreant." He says clearly uncomfortable with my closeness. I think I also just found a good use for the candy rubble sprinkles I've been hoarding in my pocket. I give Gummy a tight smile and snake up into the air giving him a pat on the head.
"If we were all couth and civilized like you this world would be so boring." I stand up all straight and proper and begin to speak like Gumball except saying ridiculous things. He gets even madder and I float down and place my hand on his head again and "apologize" placing a second handful of candy rubble in his hair.
He straightens his clothing and accepts my insincere apology, muttering in a rather undignified way about how easy that should have been while I float myself over by Fi. I smile brightly at her and she looks from me to Gumball and then snickers a little. With that I can't hold back any more and I start to laugh. Our laughter escalates and Gumball questions what is so funny.
"Your hair dude" Fi manages between gasps for breath and bursts of laughter.
"My hair?! What is wrong with my hair?!" His voice goes all high and screechy as he reaches up to feel all the sprinkles I put in his hair. Yep sprinkles, from the ground. I am so proud of myself. And he gets even more frantic. "My hair is GUM Marshall Lee!" He shrieks at me like its the end of the world."How in all of Aaa am I supposed to get this out?!" He's frantically pulling at the bits and pieces. It's making it worse. I only laugh harder. "My excellently coifed hair is all RUINED" what the glob does coifed even mean? I don't think I could have laughed harder if he fell off a cliff in his hysterics. And then he slapped me. Like a five year old. And I slapped him back, my mood suddenly darkening. He tackled me screaming like the little girl he is and started weakly slapping at me with his soft, candy hands.
"Get off me Gumball!" I growl and I shove him back hitting him as we roll around on the ground. Fionna went off to find Cake to help pull us apart. That's when it got ugly.
"You're just jealous" he spat out venomously.
"Jealous of what? Your excellently quaffed hair?" I snort imitating his royal stuffiness.
"You will never be what Fionna needs! I see the way you look at her! How can you be there for her? How can she be there for you? Not to mention the fact that you are just no good for her." He laughed darkly, seeing that he's hit a nerve. I shove him off roughly. This just got serious. I lift him up by the front of his royal shirt and punch him as hard as I can and I hear Fi shriek at me.
"Marshall Lee I expected better of you!"
"Whatever." I grunt " take your precious prince. I'm out" I throw Gumball down at her feet and take off.
Marshall Lee
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