Gumball giggled gently as he wiped Marshall's tears. The vampire tried very hard to stop them, but he was so overwhelmed with a sense of relief and happiness that he couldn't help but be emotional. Bubba simply kissed his neck and rubbed the back of his hand with his thumb. "Don't worry Marshall. It's the necklace that's making you cry." He fibbed a bit to help him feel like a big strong vampire. "As I said it does make you very emotional..." He whispered as solid arms embraced him. He nodded and sniffled a bit, smiling.

"No... no it isn't. I'm so happy I'm crying. It's you Gummy." He responded with a warm chuckle. Gumball blushed and rested his head on Marshall's chest innocently, and then closed his vibrant blue eyes. They sat there a while before Marshall noticed that his fiancee was shivering. "Hey bud. You getting chilly?"

"No. I could stay like this with you forever. I don't want to lose the moment." He replied simply, and Marshall took his coat off and wrapped it around Bubba to keep him warm. Not long after Marshall was shivering, and Bubba would not have that.

"Marshall you're shivering. Come on sweetheart let's go back home. You will live with me in the castle once were married won't you?" He asked quickly, blushing.

"Oh, uh, yeah of course! I'll just need to pack up my things and take them down." He spoke as he stood slowly, then walked with Gumball, rigid. Once inside Bubba checked the time and determined that he wanted to spend the rest of the day organizing his gifts and cuddling with his brand new fiancee. He admired his ring a minute before grabbing up his gifts and running them up the stairs to his bedroom. Marshall chuckled sweetly and did the same. Once they had all their ducks in a row and Bubba felt everything was clean to his satisfaction, he smiled up at his lover.

"I would enjoy cuddling with you for the entire rest of today." He asked softly, shyly.

"We can't baby. I'm taking you to dinner soon." He smiled.

"Can we let this whole going to a restaurant thing go Marshall? I can't eat. My body is physically unable to digest food, and seeing people eat makes me really upset. That's one of the reasons I can be around you- You suck color from red things. I get dizzy and anxious and my stomach growls when I smell or think about or see food. It's why everyone dines at a certain time during the parties and I am not there."

"I know, Gumball, I know. I know. Just trust me and allow me to take you there? They've opened it for you and I alone at five sharp. Please. It's paid for, and were ready to go. Let's just go. In the mean time go do a sciencey experiment. Its three now. I'll chill out down here."

"Fine Marshall." He agreed finally, then ran up the stairs, grabbed his books, then ran to his laboratory to study some and learn. Marshall turned into a bat, flew out and got some of his things from his home, and flew them back. He put them in the bedroom in nice organized places, and sooner than expected it was almost five. The vampire floated in front of the lab door and knocked. "Busy!" He heard Bubba call.

"Bubba come out! We have fifteen minutes to get there so I need you out and ready in five!"

"But I'm calculating and learning about the gravitational pull of the earth with different masses in respect to different distances from the ground! I must also keep in mind the gravitational constant-"

"I don't understand you! Just come outside please!" He urged and Bubba groaned loudly.

"But... But I... But-"

"No buts Gummy! If you don't get out here I am NOT cuddling you tonight!" He challenged, and Gumball stopped in his tracks, looking up.

"How dare you say you won't cuddle me! You'll cuddle me, or- or I'll make you sleep on the couch!"

"Damn it, don't start this! We're not even married yet and you're already threatening the couch on me!?" He laughed.

"No, no. Just... cuddle me!" He whined loudly.

"Not unless you come. You have four minutes now..."

"Come on! Ugh, fiiiiiine." He put down his things and opened the door, hugging Marshall. "I'm sorry I'm a horrible fiancée."

"What? I didn't say that. Nobody said that honey. Go get your shoes on."

"Alright. I think I'm just stalling because I really really don't want to be tantalized with food, then-"

"Just relax and trust the man you're marrying. Understand?"

"Yeah, okay." Bubba pulled on his shoes and scarf and coat and allowed Marshall to guide him out by the arm. He smiled up to him and whispered, "I love you, my vampire king."

"Love you too, now have you ever eaten at all?"

"Yes, once. Big mistake. I was only 3 and given some mashed potatoes and peas. I don't really remember but I guess I almost died. They did surgery, discovered my body isn't exactly compatible with food, and fed me intravenously. It was what they had done from infancy to then. So I don't remember eating, but I dream of it. Very often; almost every night!" He sighed sadly, rubbing his stomach. Marshall held him up as they walked to make sure he didn't get too light headed and fall.

"What food do you think you'd love to eat?"

"Marshall, you're killing me. Pancakes. I have always wanted to eat pancakes with butter and syrup. Grilled cheese and tomato soup. A filet minion with broccoli and a baked potato. Shrimp and cocktail sauce. Fruits. Vegetables. Tarts. Crackers and cheese with grapes. Barbeque ribs, chicken, and pork... corn bread, coleslaw, French fries... A salmon, fried fish, tuna, crab, lobster!" He cried out and lost his footing, looking pale. He swallowed as Marshall guided him up. "Anything."

"You know what Gumball? I know how you feel. Everyone tastes all these wonderful foods... I only get flavor in shades of red. Come on." He spoke as they entered the most popular and best restaurant in the Candy Kingdom. They were quickly guided to a table by a candy person, and served drinks. White sangria for Gumball, and red for Marshall. Bubba smelled it, took a sip, and smiled.

"This is an expensive sangria, Marshall..."

"Yeah, it's not killer on the alcohol and it tastes very good, apparently. I got the red so I could taste it. I asked for it earlier; it had to be imported."

"Oooo, fancy. Thank you." He sipped as the enticing smells of cooking foods wafted in. Gumball squirmed and Marshall held his hand as some bread and salad was served on their plates. The prince about passed out and quickly began to cry. "I can't eat it, Marshall. I can't eat it! Please take it away!"

"You can eat it, Bubba. This is very special food, made for us. It is normal food, I swear, but the way we digest it is special. As soon as the stomach is filled, we'll take a small sip of a very complicated but safe formula. It digests the food for us. So we eat, get the nutrients, and what is left over is turned to water. Simple." Gumball sat, eyes wide as he studied the salad and bread. He blushed and looked up.

"Are you sure? If this kills me, you had better go and get me from Death."

"I promise it won't kill you, and yes I'm sure. Eat it. Go. Once you get full, tell me. You'll take a sip, and make room for more. When you're done, a different liquid will be taken to help you feel full and finished, yet still digest what's in your tummy. Okay?"

"O-okay..." Gumball cautiously broke off a piece of bread and held it to his lips. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then stuck it in his mouth and chewed. Marshall did the same. He smiled and moaned, focused on the taste. Bubba chewed very slowly, indulging. It was fantastic bread. After eating a whole loaf together, the boys moved to eat the salad. Fork full after fork full entered their mouths. They ate until the plates were clear, and Bubba blushed. "Hey Marshie I'm already full. I think. What does full feel like?"

"Like you're tummy can't hold any more food."

"Then yes I am full." Marshall nodded and poured a half a shot glass size of the special clear liquid out of a large flask. He took the shot and smiled. Only two minutes passed before he felt lighter and hungry again. "I think it worked... I want to study the compound later, and learn how to make it."

"Sounds good to me..." As he spoke the table behind them began to fill up with all different types of foods. It was a buffet style dinner, all you can eat, and the boys helped themselves. Course after course, bite after bite, swallow after swallow. Everything was top of the line prepared food. After a few meals, Marshall slipped away to the restroom and Bubba followed.

"Wow I have to use it!"

"It does turn the food to water..." Marshall chuckled as he relieved himself. Bubba nodded and moved to, but blushed and cursed to under his breath. "What?"

"I'm having troubles going. Nothing big..." He shifted and after Marshall finished moved and helped Bubba out. "Wow this is embarrassing!" He whispered as he felt Marshall help him. It worked. He relieved himself and once done looked to him. "Sorry about that, but thank you very much... I hate it when that happens."

"You've done the same for me. Hey, get used to it. We're partners. Lovers. Fiancees. We will be husbands. Get over the embarrassment factor. I won't judge you."

"I won't judge you either Marshie. Thanks for your help..." He washed his hands and Marshall moved to the door. "Wash your hands!"

"Ughhhhhhh!" He groaned and washed his hands quickly, then rushed back out. Bubba smiled and rolled his eyes as he moved to the buffet table. This occurred until all the food was off the table. Every three or four plates they'd visit the restroom, until every single morsel was cleared. They finished with the filling yellow liquid at about eight. Marshall and Bubba made one more restroom trip, then walked home, describing their favorites, and how great it felt to taste and eat, and how full they were, and how good they felt. They slipped into the castle and undressed, then slipped on their pajamas. Pepper came in with red and normal hot chocolate, then bid the prince and Marshall good night. They snuggled on the bed and sipped their drinks, rounding out their perfect Christmas day.

"I couldn't thank you enough Marshall. This was absolutely perfect. Everything was... The gifts, the proposal, the dinner... Best day of my life, without a doubt. There... there is one thing though..." He whispered quietly as he put his cup down. He blushed and fiddled with the hem of Marshall's shirt, trying to think of a way to spark a flame. Marshall yawned, clearly tired and unsuspecting.

"Oh? What is that?" He looked down and saw Bubba's big blue pleading eyes, deep violet pupils dilated huge. The vampire could smell the need coming off of him.

"I- I'm not sure... Uh..." He blushed, looking down, shifting. "Some kissing?"

"Kissing?" Marshall leaned down and kissed his neck. He grinned and moaned airly. "And touching?" Marshall nodded and rested his hands on Gumball's little muffin top. He cried out softly, trying to help Marshall get the gist. Needless to say, he did.