Howdy peeps! As you can see, the kool-aid is going to start pooring in these chapters. :/

Don't worry, I'll try and keep the continuity correct as possible. Well.. Hopefully.

With that said, enjoy the chapter!

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"In recent reports, a man named Hal Freeman has gone missing since yesterday. Authorites have been looking for this guy, but have found no results. The last anyone has seen of him has been since he was delivering mail."

Gumball quickly changed the channel, seeing Darwin come down the stairs.

"Good morning." His brother greeted, as he sat over at the table to eat breakfast.

Noticing that Gumball didn't respond, Darwin raised an eyebrow.

"Are you okay?.."

"Yeah I'm fine." Gumball quickly replied, trying to keep that lie from slipping.

"Um.. Okay then.."

Darwin was a little suspicious of this, but shrugged it off, as he took a bite of cereal.

It was another day of suspension, as Gumball was browsing the recommends of Elmore Stream-It on the computer.

The 'lovely' voice in his head was in physical form again, looking at the videos with curiousity.

"Hm. Interesting content."

Gumball sighed, trying to ignore the voice.

"Are you trying to ignore me?"

The voice was getting ticked off now, crossing its arms.

"Yes, because you're seriously annoying." Gumball replied, as he was watching something.

"What are you going to do when the police find you?"

Gumball stopped what he was doing, and turned to face the voice.

"What?"

"Oh don't be oblivious. You're most likely going to get caught sometime, so you might as well come up with a plan in case that happens."

"But it was your idea to do it."

"Do you think 'oh a voice in my head told me to do it' will work in court? They usually count that as being crazy."

"I'm not crazy!"

Gumball slammed his fist against the computer desk, almost knocking over a cup of pencils placed there.

He then sighed.

"It's simply just a small little problem with me."

"Might I make a suggestion?"

Gumball raised an eyebrow confused and somewhat annoyed, but let the voice continue.

"You should probably cover your face with something, unless you want somebody to figure out who you are and turn you in."

"With what though?"

"Don't worry, I know just exactly what."

The voice grabbed something from behind it, revealing to be holding what appeared to be some kind of mask, supposed to be a skull.

"My old Halloween costume?.."

Thinking a moment, the voice then motioned Gumball to follow it downstairs.

They went down into the basement, not being noticed by Richard whatsoever.

The voice gestured over to a pile of random junk, which had some spray paint in the mix.

"Feel free to do whatever you want."

Hesitant, Gumball picked up a can, still worried about getting caught.

"It's fine, nobody's going to recognize you in that. Just decorate it a little and maybe your family won't get suspicious." The voice said.

Gumball then sighed.

"Okay."

It had been at least ten minutes, as the voice was somewhat patiently waiting.

"Are you done yet?"

"Yep!"

The voice sighed in relief, grateful that it wasn't an hour.

It then looked over at Gumball, who was holding the finished disguise, a now excited look on his face.

"Well, how does it look?"

The skull mask looked sort of the same, but had a creepy full teethed smile painted light blue at the mouth.

"Not bad." The voice replied, nodding in an approving manner.

"I was kinda thinking about giving myself a cool name too, like maybe.. Something skull related?.."

"Like what, skellikiller?"

"No, that sounds weird.. What about.. Skullcrusher!"

"That sounds way too extreme for you. It doesn't even match either."

"Oh.. Uh.. Bone crusher?..."

"Yeah, that's still too extreme."

The two thought for a moment, trying to come up with a good name.

Suddenly, they each had the same idea.

(both) "Killer skull!"

"Hm... Where am I going to put this though?.." Gumball questioned.

"Under the bed?.."

"Eh.. That's fine I guess."

It was now nighttime, the house being dead quiet.

Gumball was in bed, fast asleep.

However, he woke up sleepily, feeling something continuously poking him in the face.

"Hey wake up."

"What do you want.. Can't you see I'm trying to sleep here?.." Gumball whispered, nearly half asleep as he said this.

"Come on, it won't take long."

Gumball grumbled to himself as he got out of bed, following the voice's instructions.

"Oh, and don't forget the mask, probably some dark clothing too."

Grabbing the mask and whatever dark clothing he could find, Gumball quietly snuck out through the upstairs window, wary of his movements in order not to wake up anybody.

Now outside, he quickly put the clothing on, along with the mask. He then went down the street, the voice right beside him.

"Wait.. Darn it I forgot the-"

The voice gladly handed Gumball the knife.

"Got you covered."

"Thanks."

Gumball quickly put the weapon away, as he saw a car pull up in front of him.

The window rolled down, making some squeaky sounds.

"Hey kid, whatcha doin' out here at night?"

A rough looking man was at the wheel, and appeared unshaved. Tattoos were all over the man's visible arms, with a pair of dark shades covering his eyes.

"If ya want, I can drive ya home~" There.. Wasn't a normal tone in the guy's voice when he uttered that sentence.

Before the man could even react, his head was sliced off, and thrown into the back seat along with his body.

Gumball quickly got into the car, not worried about the puddle of blood on the drivers seat, while the voice appeared in the passengers side.

The two sat there for at least a minute, with an awkward silence.

"Uh... I don't know how to drive.." He said quietly.

Groaning, the voice floated beside him. "Strap in, I'll show you how it's done."

A FEW MINUTES LATER BECAUSE I'M TOO LAZY TO WRITE A WHOLE SCENE WITH JUST LEARNING HOW TO DRIVE IT SOUNDS KINDA BORING.

Gumball was starting to get the hang of driving, which, he was kinda surprised he was actually doing that.

The voice was back in the passengers seat, a little grateful that the lesson didn't take long.

"Well? You got the hang of it?"

"Yeah, it's not really that hard to be honest."

The car was stopped in front of the convenience store, much to the voice's confusion.

"Wait what are you doing?"

Gumball parked the vehicle, quickly putting his mask back on.

"Hang on, it won't take long."

He then got out and went into the store.

The people inside were pretty frightened by the blood covering him, but Gumball didn't really care.

Instead, he grabbed a bag of candy off a rack, and quietly left.

"Really?"

The voice noticed the bag of candy tossed inside, as Gumball went back into the drivers seat.

"Well sorry, but I was hungry."

The car was started up once again, and they drove off down the road.

"Wait hold on."

Gumball got out once more, and with the help of the dead man's blood, he wrote something on a brick wall.

He then got back in the car, driving off once more.

The message he left was OBVIOUSLY written in blood, with large red letters scrawled across.

The Killer Skull's murders have just begun.

"In recent reports, a study has shown that lazy fat people are prone to get offended over others calling them fat and lazy."

Richard gasped at this news.

"That is so mean!"

Anais rolled her eyes, clearly annoyed by her father's outburst.

"With that out of the way, Breaking news!"

Gumball was sitting at the couch, trying not to look suspicious at all. Darwin was right beside him, listening to the TV.

"Last night, a strange figure in a mask was seen entering the convenience store downtown, and was covered in what appeared to be blood. Reports from witnesses has shown that the figure took a bag of candy and left without speaking at all. Across town, a strange message was found written on a brick wall in blood. From what the police have gathered, the figure is known as the Killer Skull. The police are investigating further."

"Killer Skull? What kind of name is that?" Anais questioned with disgust.

"I guess the guy just wanted to sound cool." Gumball replied with a shrug, ticked off by his sister's comment.

"Gumball this isn't something to laugh at here! This is bad!"

"Like how?"

Anais face palmed in frustration.

"It means there's some killer out there probably plotting who to murder next!"

"So Elmore's practically in danger?" Darwin asked.

"Greatly." Anais replied.

"That sounds bad." Richard said, earning a few annoyed looks from the kids.

Nicole stepped out from the kitchen.

"You kids should probably be a little careful outside then. This isn't some normal shenanigan like usual."

She then went into the kitchen, and back out with a laundry basket.

"Oh and Gumball, the school called. Your suspension's been lifted."

Gumball nodded, but truthfully was disappointed.

Well, at least she didn't know what happened yet.

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And that was chapter five!

Let me know what you think! Was it good? Weird? Concerning?

Also, yeah now we have the whole Killer Skull thing going on too. :/

With that said, see you in the next chapter! :)