hello Lovelin here!
Villicus- UvU Thank you! Ahh you're so nice! Actually, literature, spelling and grammar has always been my strong suit, heck, I could read before I was in preschool. I don't have a proofreader, I actually reread my chapter and check for errors myself, though I miss a few on occasion. My parents don't understand what fanfiction or TAWoG is, they'd probably ask me why a ghost and a fish with legs are in love, or why the fish can talk, because they're old and think that's terrifying, our house doesn't have cable, and I watch cartoons on the Internet, haha... so I wouldn't ask them to proofread... Secondly, I have mentioned I'm on my summer break and I have a lot, and I mean a lot, of free time. Summer gives me plenty of time to find my writing inspiration and get to releasing it through my fanfiction. It kind of comes naturally to me. Lazy in everything but fanfiction writing, because I'm a bored teenage girl with a love for sleeping, cartoons, and writing about those cartoons.
To put it simply, I'm an otaku and I'm proud of it :3
These next few chapters are a bit more... light-hearted than the past few, I'd say. At least with Gumball, Carrie and Anais...
You'll find a lot of references, though a few of the things in the doors are my ideas.
I don't own Amazing World of Gumball.
Gumball wanders through a colorful hallway, that seems to get smaller and more cramped the further he walks. Walking turns to crawling. Crawling turns to slithering. And then he finally reaches a door at the end of the hall. It was the tiniest door he'd ever seen. This had to be some kind of joke...
He opens the door, and it becomes normal sized. The entire hallway becomes normal sized. Hmm...
Gumball closes the door, and it becomes tiny again, and the shrinking hall ceiling hits him on the head. Everything looks normal as he opens the door again, rubbing his bruised, insubstantial cranium, walking inside.
Note to self: Do not close.
"Hello?" the cat looks around in bewilderment, flicking on a light switch.
He finds himself surrounded by colorful balloons, and a familiar creepy clown in the corner.
"They all float," the clown says.
Gumball notices a bunch of balloons with faces turning around to look at him, clearly mouthing 'help us'.
Gumball turns off the light and walks backward, immediately leaving in silence.
"Nope."
The next room the cat ghost visits is just around the corner. Cautiously opening the door, he sees several dogs playing poker, looking like they all came out of an oil painting. The dogs turn and growl at Gumball viciously, so he slams the door shut, trying to ignore the loud barking from the other side.
"Never again."
The room next door contains nothing but an ivory piano under a spotlight. Gumball is compelled to play it, despite his poor piano skills. He starts a botched up attempt at "Chopsticks", but the key lid slips and crushes his fingers.
A skeleton hand crawls out of the dark, pointing accusingly at the failed pianist.
"YOU STINK!"
The cat narrowly misses an actual axe aimed for his head as he runs out of the piano room, shutting the door, hyperventilating and looking at his bruised fingers.
"...Wow... Everything here... is really, really dangerous..."
He hesitantly reaches out for a door on the other side of the hall, and cracks it open only an inch, in fear of the worst.
...And he immediately gets smacked in the face with the bottom of a tiny pink stiletto heel shoe.
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Darwin had decided to explore his new home, considering he would most likely be stuck here for a very long time.
It was beautiful, sure, but it wasn't Elmore. And he was still... alone.
As he had expected, Heaven looked like clouds and sky. It was odd, considering it was located in the Underworld. It was a happy looking world with happy looking people.
It would have been nice if Darwin was prepared to go here. But he wasn't.
But he hadn't expected a little girl far younger than he was to be wandering here all alone. And much like he had been before, she was crying and obviously lost.
She was a tiny thing, smaller than Anais, even, with big green eyes and big fluffy blue ears tied up with pink ribbons. She kind of looked like a puppy, and wore an oversized white gown with a hole in the back for her curly blue tail. Just sitting against a little café building and weeping.
Feeling sorry for her, Darwin kneels down to her height.
"Hello," he says gently.
The little girl looks up at him in surprise, her little pink nose twitching. She had an indigo spot around her right eye.
"Hello?" she echoes, wiping her eyes with one floppy sleeve. Her voice is high pitched and squeaky, with an obvious rhotacism. "Awe you my gawdian angel? Will you help me?"
Darwin isn't quite sure how to respond. He was worried saying 'no' to the guardian angel question would make her start crying again. He couldn't refuse to help a child, though.
"My mommy told me that my gawdian angel would help me find my fam'ly up hewe back in the hospital... Awe you him? You glow vewy bwightly."
The hospital? Those were some sad implications... now he'd never forgive myself if he said no. He felt like crying for this kid.
"Yes, I am your guardian angel," he replies, doing a quick little courteous bow and picking the girl up, "and I will help you. My name is Darwin. So, um... what's your name?"
"Emilia," the little girl murmurs, "but my mommy and daddy and big sistew call me Emmie."
"Okay, Emmie," Darwin smiles, but still feels nervous. "How old are you...? I'm ten."
She smiles cheekily.
"Wow, that's old! I'm two and three-quarters!"'
And with that, the fish's heart shatters into a million pieces.
"W-wow," he starts, trying not to start crying himself, forcing his smile. Only two!
"Th-that sure is... little..."
Emmie frowns.
"Don't cry, mistew gawdian angel! My daddy said they just needed me up hewe more than down thewe. My fam'ly up hewe misses me. The nice shadow person told me ev'ything was gonna be okay. I got lost befowe, but then you found me..."
Darwin stops, starting to smile warmly. That outlook reminded him of himself somewhat.
"Well, if you put it like that, you're the kind of person who finds happiness in everything. That's the kind of person I am, too. Let's look for happiness together, Emmie. We're going to find your family."
Emmie's eyes fill with reverence for her "guardian angel" and she takes one of his fins in her small paws as he carries her down the pathway.
"Thank you."
replacing all r's in Emmie's dialogue with w's just establishes a part of her character. I might not include it next chapter if it gets annoying. The second part was extremely cheesy but giving Darwin a cute feelsy task to do while Carrie, Gumball and Anais are suffering is better than making him mope the entire time. This little subplot could return him to being his cute happy self again instead of despair :)
Sorry for putting Gumball through a lot of crap. All three of our little friends gotta go through a lot of crap before they find the thing they want. This is the Underworld. It's the literal pits down in there. Ahahahahaha.