Bones Exposed - Three
Prince Gumball looks at himself in the mirror, making sure he'll look nice for tonight's event. Not that he's the one who'll be judging himself for his appearance; everyone just expects a prince to look absolutely perfect, so that's what he tries to do. Although, there's no such thing as perfection.
Marshall Lee used to be perfect.. He still kind of is.., but he's changed an awful lot.
Or maybe it's him who changed...
"Yo, Gumwad," a voice, his voice, says from the windowsill, "What'cha lookin' all fancy for?"
"A party, Marshall Lee." Gumball sighs.
"A party? And you didn't invite me?"
"You aren't of any importance. There's no reason for you to be there."
Marshall Lee flinches. "That stung."
"Boo hoo." the pink man deadpans, turning around to face the vampire.
"You've changed a lot, Bubba.."
The prince bites his lip.
"I apologize, Marshall Lee," he says after a moment of thinking. "Although you really have no reason whatsoever to be there, you may come to this event as long as you do not cause any trouble."
"Puh-lease," Marshall says, floating over to the prince. "'Not cause trouble' is my middle name."
"You wish it was." Gumball mumbles.
Marshall Lee looks around at all of the candy people. Most of them are small and cute, others are big and not as cute as the others. They all look quite tasty, though, especially the ones with that gorgeous color..
No.
He needs to compose himself. If he doesn't keep his cool, Bubba'll hate him even more than he already does.
That's the last thing Marshall wants to happen.
He uses all of the self-control he can to not go haywire to compose himself, and he approaches the only familiar faces he sees; the human and the cat.
Their dance moves are very.. wiggly? An elastic cat is pretty weird, but a human wiggling like that? What the heck is wrong with her bones? Does she not get enough calcium in her diet?
Maybe she's just bad at dancing.
"Hey." Marshall says, monotonous. He really has no interest in talking to these ladies whatsoever. He just needs to communicate with something that isn't red and/or will get his mind off the Prince.
The girls slow their dancing and look at him cautiously.
"Hi." the human says.
"I know you probably don't like me, and I don't care if you do or don't, but you're the only people here I've seen before, so we're gonna hang out, alright?"
The girls exchange glances.
"Alright, but on one condition," the girl says. "You've gotta show off your moves."
Marshall cackles. "I can do that."
The two then become engaged in an intense dance battle. Their bodies sway to the music, and their hands wave in the air like they just don't care.
The candy people form a circle around them, watching on in awe. They're obviously amazed by Marshall's great moves; he's so much better than this blondie.
He isn't going to say that aloud though.
Not yet at least.
"You're good," the human girl pants, growing tired from dancing so extremely. "Too good. I'm Fionna."
"Marshall Lee, Vampire King."
Fionna's cat friend's eyes widen. "V-vampire?" she asks.
Marshall smirks. "Yeah. King of 'em."
"D-does this mean you.. suck blood..?"
Marshall Lee cackles. "No, and I don't sparkle or need to invited into places; those are only things those old-school vamps do. I just like the colour red."
The cat then looks relieved, so Marshall decides to pick on her further.
"But.. if I were really hungry, I might suck some poor sap's blood. Come to think of it, I haven't eaten in awhile."
She screeches and hides behind Fionna, who rolls her eyes.
"He's only picking on you, Cake. And if he does try to suck you or anyone else's blood, I kick his butt."
"As if I'll ever be scared of you. You're just a little girl."
"I am not just a little girl! I'm a hero! I've been kicking butts since I was a toddler!"
"Mm, you tell him, girl." Cake snaps her fingers.
Prince Gumball steps out of his room and approaches the party. He's rather excited; it's been quite some time since he's boogied.
He stops once finding everyone and looks around. Everyone seems to be having a good time, which is phenomenal. Granted, everyone has a good time when the Prince throws a party, because they're always awesome.
His eyes stop on Marshall Lee. He's talking to Fionna. That's good, he's making friends.
Wait a minute. Is he.. laughing?
Marshall Lee doesn't laugh, not at anything other than people getting hurt.
Oh Glob.
Marshall Lee is flirting.
With Fionna.
Prince Gumball storms over to the refreshment table and fixes himself a cup of punch. He downs it in one big gulp and fixes himself another. He can't bear the sight of Marshall Lee being smitten over someone who isn't him, so tonight he's going all out. When the Prince says he's going to cut loose, he usually doesn't actually do so.
This time, though, he will.
After downing his fifth cup, Prince Gumball turns around and watches the candy people dance as if their lives depended on it.
There's little more he likes seeing than his people with smiles on their faces.
Admiring their candy hips sway to the music, he looks around the room to make sure everything is running smoothly. It was- until he saw Marshall Lee again.
This time, though, Marshall Lee wasn't flirting with Fionna; he was approaching Prince Gumball with a suggestive look on his face.
"I saw you inhale almost the entire punch bowl," Marshall deadpans once he's arrived in front of the prince. "Something's got your panties in a twist."
"You know very well that I do not wear female undergarments, Marshall Lee."
The vampire rolls his eyes. "It's an expression. But seriously, what's got you all tense and stuff?"
"That is none of your business."
"It's totally my business. Spill."
"It's nothing, Marshall Lee," the prince glares at the vampire. "And even if there were something wrong, it would not be any of your business, mostly because I know you do not care."
Marshall Lee looks as if he'd been stabbed. "What makes you think I don't care?" he asks, his voice soft.
"Other than abandoning me? The fact that you'd have the audacity to show up here, make my emotions all jumbled up, then flirt with someone else."
"Do... do you really think I would do something that low..?"
Prince Gumball groans and marches away, thus leaving Marshall Lee to be all alone.
Just like the vampire king had done to him many centuries ago.
