/Im back :D Still Gumwads POV mah bbys ohyus vuv A few lemon moments are on their way so watch out gohohohhhohoh/
I stood there, letting the water fall onto my skin and back. I felt my hair being soaked, the shower head spurting the hot steamy water into the pink locks of mine. "If I knew his age. If I knew what the stupid brute liked then I could actually say something!" But he was so.. mysterious. So cold and teasing around me and just.. just plain old rude sometimes. "Can I be anymore clueless?" I asked myself coldly, looking at my arms, whish were beginning to turn a hot pink because of the heat. I turned, and twisted the knob to my shower waters supply, and when I turned to the mirror I smiled. It was foggy, and where I stood was only a pink blob. I stepped out of the somewhat large space for cleaning and sauntered to my towel, drying off my arms, torso- lower torso, for simple words and legs. Moving my head, I massaged the back of my neck and groaned lightly, with a grimace.
After fixing my achy neck I trotted into my room, towel around my chest. Like a girl, I admit but a pretty one you have to comply. I thought I'd heard a tap at my window, but.. when I turned I saw nothing. I thought I heard the lyrics to bad boy- one of Marshy's songs but he was at his house. Probably. I took off my towel, and dropped it beside me, tilting my head. Where were my pajamas? All I saw was one of Marshall's shirts. And I don't even know how that got there. I shrugged, and tilted my head yet again. Slipping it on I put on boxers underneath, and yawned. I plopped unto my bed, and slid my tired eyes closed. Letting myself slip into a deep sleep.
Marshalls POV
God I couldn't stand it. That stupid prince was running amuck in my mind all day and now- I have to imagine him sleeping. All cuddled into his bed, hugging his pillow in his sweet little pajamas. He was way too cute. I know.. In my heart that if I were to even converse with the stupid little baker I'd end up hurting him. FP had less of a chance of hurting him.. and Fionna. I sat down of the prince's balcony, listening to the water from his shower with my bat ears, running my hand through my hair. 'Is he.. Is he showering? Or is it my imagination?' the thought ran through my mind like a horse in the races. Pounding into my brain and pulsing with a feeling.. that horny feeling I sometimes got. His sweet, pink little gumball flavored body beneath my own, sweating and covered with bite marks.. Gummy's eyes closed and his brows tilted up, his mouth frozen in screaming, choking up pleasure, His legs wrapped around my waist while I- "Gah!" I growled to myself, snapping out of the dazing day dream I'd discovered. I heard a footstep, so I flew up, above the sight through the window, my guitar fingers strumming chords with nervousness in them.
I had to be silent or Gumball would see me stalking him.. More like checking up on his from a short distance every night. You know what I mean. When I peeked back into the room, Gummy was asleep. In my shirt. I closed my eyes, and sighed to myself with a grin. Turning, heading back home. "My bad little boy."
/SQUUUUUUUEEEEE this took forever even thought it's short because im a little distracted :D Procrastination is awesommeeee! anyways I may or may not have chapter 3 up later today- because of my birthday B) seeya/