The air was thick, heavy, and hazy. Bubba quickly woke Marshall and Flame, screaming desperately and shaking them with all his might. "Get up!" He cried, knowing that at the very moment they were being exposed to radiation that could be the death of them. Marshall jumped awake after being jostled, but was groggy and slow. Although this lover was urgent, scared for their lives, he couldn't hear or see. He was completely blinded by the radiation as it affected each of them differently. He stood and took a few steps, bumping a wall. Gumball took his hand tight as Flame rose to see the boys desperately packing up to go. He couldn't even function, literally senseless.

With a thud, Bubba hit the floor. It had gotten into his brain and caused him to fall over. Marshall gasped and cried, then dropped to the floor and scooped him up. He held him tight, and even managed to find Flame with no vision whatsoever. Marshall, the eldest of the trio, held the other boys tightly and kindly. He kept them close to his body and did his best to protect them by creating a barrier with his body. Marshall kissed Gumball on the cheek and whispered a faint and soft goodbye, then blacked out.

Ringing and darkness was all that could be sensed. Marshall groaned softly, on his side, and immediately began to vomit, body trying desperately to rid the remainder of radiation from inside his system. He gasped sharply and passed out again as a needle is shoved into his back, and he could hear a few female voices. This alarmed him, causing him to cry out to Gumball. He was dead set on making sure that he was alright. Marshall lifted his head and, eyes still shut, tried to crawl and feel for his lover. He was given more medication and put right back to sleep. It took a while though, as Marshall desperately fought it to get to his Bubba without any luck. The sedatives took over and knocked him out.

The next time Marshall woke, he felt much better, but famished. He quietly sat up and looked around, vision still hazy. The hand of a powerful woman touched his shoulder and pulled him onto his back once more. He gasped and stiffened, eyes darting in her direction. She had long and large dark hair, and pale skin. He lied there, quiet, studying her with great confusion, unable to make out any facial features. "Is he awake yet?" An unfamiliar voice called out from a different location. Another young woman. It was high, clear, and sweet. He believed he was seeing and hearing things.

"Yeah he's up. Finally..." Marshall blushed and blinked, feeling small feminine hands run through his hair. The girl beside him had a strong, raspy, low voice, but was still feminine. Truthfully kind of sexy, in a way. Strangely, it was comforting to have someone, whoever it was, looking after him. He croaked.

"Where... is Gumball, and the Flame Prince?" He asked, stressed, still unsure as to if his friends were still alright or not.

"Hey, you're coming around, aren't you? Your friends are okay. Just relax, alright? My friends and I took care of it."

"I want Bubba. Bring me the little blonde boy. Rest him on me. Please..." He nearly begged, strangely too tired to even open his eyes any more. The woman blushed and rubbed his cheeks.

"Why do you request the boy on top of you? That's a little... Odd." She spoke calmly, and Marshall blushed. Unafraid of admitting his feelings anymore, he spoke loud and clear.

"He is my lover and I want him near me. We're partners and boyfriends and I don't want him scared when he wakes up. Please don't judge?" He requested, and the girl stood.

"Why... why of course not. That's pretty radical that you and he... are a couple. I'll go get him." The tall brunette walked over and picked up Bubba with some difficulty. He surely wasn't small or light, but it would be harder to drag the bed over. When she got there, she rested Bubba directly on top of him as requested, then pulled the blanket up over them. Marshall pulled his eyelids open to attempt to judge Bubba's well-being. He looked immensely better, just pale. The king gripped him tight in his arms shamelessly with pride and joy.

"Bubs... Glob I thought I'd lost you for good. I'm so glad you're alright." He whispered joyously as the smaller boy gripped his shirt tight in his fist. Marshall chuckled and kissed the boy's lips, indulging. The brunette woman blushed and smiled, surprised by their open affections, feelings, and kindness towards one another. She looked at her own friend and sighed.

"Hey Bonnibel!" She called and moved over to the young woman with beautiful light blonde hair to her knees. "L-look." She pointed to the pair and Bonnibel blushed and smiled.

"Are they a couple Marceline?" The Princess asked softly, looking over as her other dimensional self embraced Marcy's.

"Yes. They are. My twin labeled them as lovers." She turned her head softly to look at Princess Bubblegum. "They look happy, Bonni." She said softly as she moved quickly to peck her on the lips. The Princess stiffened but didn't pull back. It was clear her mind was getting in the way of her heart. Marceline sighed softly and shrugged. "Ask your twin how he feels with mine. Maybe you'll change your mind then." She moved to assist the young fiery haired girl as she brought the Flame Prince to rise. Bonnibel watched the boys quietly from a distance, so unsure of how to follow her heart. Bubba had clearly done so already, but he wasn't quite as strict or stressed as his twin.

After about ten minutes, Bubba woke quietly. As soon as he realized he was on a living, breathing Marshall, he cried with joy. It made him so happy to have the familiar face smiling back at him. "M-Marshall Lee, I thought we were goners! Marshie, I love you so much... Is Flame boy okay?"

Marshall kissed all over Bubba's neck and nodded softly, smiling. "Yeah, we're all okay. These really nice girls helped us. I think their names are Bonnibel and Marceline or something like that. We can ask them soon. My vision is still blurry, so I couldn't really see them. What about you?"

"I'm pretty much okay. Head is a little foggy and mind a little slow." He moved to kiss Marshall gently and romantically. They were lucky to be alive, together, and mostly okay. The king slowly sat up with Bubba in his lap and he felt his stomach rumble. Bubba's did similarly, and he blushed. "Gosh, I'm starving. When was the last time we ate?"

"Probably two days ago." The voice of a younger girl responded. "My name is Leah. I've made us all some breakfast stew if you'd like some. Luke has already eaten a few bowls." She states, and Bubba frowns.

"Excuse me, but who is Luke?"

"Uh... The young man you came with? The Prince of Flames?" She blushed as she brought them over a hearty soup.

"He never told us his first name." Marshall shrugged and began to eat, really hungry. They all ate as much as their tummies could hold, and by then Marshall and Bubba were fully functioning and better. Gumball hugged Marshall tight and Bonnibel walked over to them. Marshall looked up and waved when he saw her. "Hello, Miss... It's really nice to meet you. I appreciate you saving our lives... Thank you endlessly. You look quite a bit like Gumball." He said, noting the blonde hair, features, and skin. "You could be his sister."

"My name is Princess Bonnibel Bubblegum of the Candy Kingdom. I'm from another dimension of this universe. From the land of Ooo. The space and time continuum must have been ripped after due to the radioactive magic destroying earth... I'm afraid it may spread to other lands, but... Alas, even my science can't stop it. Magic is so completely stupid." She sighed quietly, distressed, never not knowing what to do. Bubba and Marshall gazed up in total shock and awe.

"My name is Prince Bubba Gumball of the Candy Kingdom, from the land of Aaa... And... I had no idea it ripped a hole in the dimensions. That makes sense though...! Damn, this is odd."

"Hey," Marshall thought aloud, "If that's so, are you and- her-" He pointed to Marceline, "Together?" He rubbed on Bubba's back, who shivered and let out a soft sigh of relief. Bonnibel shook her head.

"No, were not. Marceline and I struggle to agree and aren't exactly compatible people." She shrugs and Bubba sits up straighter.

"Take a chance. Marshall Lee was always a pain in my side and annoying and we fought a lot but... He's the best thing that ever happened to me."

"Agreed," Marshall added smoothly, "He understood me and my needs and ways and forgave me. We kissed and I felt on top of the world. I love him a lot. I wish I would have realized it sooner." He finished. Princess Bubblegum watched curiously, her long blonde hair so pretty in the sunlight. She rubbed her chin in thought, then looked over to Marceline, who was talking to Luke, the Flame Prince and Leah the Flame Princess. She walked over, took her hand, and brought her somewhere private.

Marshall Lee stretched up and looked around curiously, observing their environment. Interestingly enough, they appeared to be in a thick birch tree forest, a flowing river in the far distance. There was a tent nearby but they had been brought out for fresh air. Marshall shifts uncomfortably and frowns. Bubba looks at him softly.

"Is something wrong?"

"Y-yeah. I gotta go use the restroom." He stood as headed to the woods, oddly walking funny. Bubba watched him softly, curious. "I'll be back in a few."

"Okay. Be safe." Bubba stood and went off in another direction to do the same. After an awkward five minutes of uncomfortably trying to find a spot, the paranoid blond chose behind a big tree to go. He did his best to uncover as little of himself as possible before emptying his bladder. He then breathed a sigh of relief and hustled back, embarrassed. When he returned after a long ten minutes, Marshall was still gone. Bubba was instantly filled with concern, and set out in the direction his lover had gone.