It has been way too long since my last update. My apologies. Updates will become more frequent.
There are a few perspective changes in this chapter and a song. It is the full version of "Why did you eat my fries" by rebecca sugar. I've modified it to work with the gender swap. I own nothing.
Enjoy :)
GB
It has been come extremely clear to me that in order for my friendship with Fionna to survive, I was going to have be more careful in how I spend time with her. When I was informed of her ambition to have a weekly movie night, I was totally supportive. Cinema is a great way to spend your free time, especially documentaries. I always love the different viewpoints on events in the history of Aaa. However, Fionna favors action movies and Cake enjoys romance. Since they don't always agree on that, they often end up with comedy. I wish they'd take interest in something a little more sophisticated, but who am I to judge? I suppose it is enjoyable.
A few of my candy citizens were invited, along with Lumpy Space Prince and Flame Prince. Lord Monochromacorn was also present, much to Cake's delight. I think I even saw a few penguins running around. But, if you haven't guessed it already, the abhorrent vampire boy was also there. Great. I'm so glad. I knew there was a large possibility that Fionna invited him, but I came anyway. Why? I'm honestly not sure. You'd think I would have learned from her previous party. This was a much smaller gathering, and we were all in one room, so there was no possibility to avoid him.
I sat amongst the few candy people and stayed silent, letting my conflicted mind battle with itself in peace. I shouldn't have come. I knew he would be here. It was obvious. An idiot could have guessed that. I'm no fool, and I can't fool myself either. I had barely spoken to Fionna, or anyone for that matter. Usually I tried to keep my princely mannerisms about me at all times, but I shut myself down. I could have avoided this whole situation, but I chose not too. And there was no doubt about why.
I wanted to see him.
Of course that was after not seeing him for 4 days, my mind brushing off his mocking statements I'd overheard. But, now that I was face to face with him again, I no longer had that desire. Every time I saw that stupid smug face I was reminded just how much I can't stand him. My stupid little crush was probably nothing more than a passing curiosity. The old saying "opposites attract" must have gotten to me. I needed a refined man like myself, and he was barely a man to begin with. He was so immature and obnoxious; if he aged normally I would have placed him at about 9 years old.
I heard LSP whispering about how I was "acting majorly glum", but I paid it no mind. I was allowed to have bad moods. I was almost glad that Fionna didn't seem to notice or care. I wouldn't want her making a scene and drawing attention to me. I hoped that if I stayed quiet and out of his way, Marshall would leave me alone. Of course I'm sure he would sense my weakness and prey on me like the wretched demon he is. I shuddered to think of what he would do, especially with an audience. There was no way to escape; leaving before the movie even started would cause people to question me, and I'm sure he'd have some snide remark to make. I'd just have to wait it out.
Ohhh, why do I get myself into these situations?
ML
It was blatantly obvious to everyone that there was something wrong with the pampered pink prince, but I think I'm the only one who knows why. Although I knew he couldn't stand me in the slightest, I had never seen him so put off that he isolated himself. Sure he was sitting with his fellow candy goons, but he wasn't talking to them. And he was always spouting out some royal lameness. Currently, however, he seemed to shut everyone out and wallow in a state of depression. When I get like that, instead of feeling sorry for myself, I usually write a song.
I honestly don't think he had ever heard me play before, and I doubt he'd give me a chance anyway. I didn't understand how you could be so caring and kind to some people and then treat other people like trash. And by other people I mean me. Never in the time I've known him have I seen him regard someone else in the same way he does me. He treats other people with so much respect it's annoying. What did I ever do to invoke the wrath of the prissy royal?
I don't know why I let myself care so much. It's not like he's the only person who's ever had a problem with me. When you're the heir to nightosphere throne, there's a lot of people that aren't a fan of you, be it hatred or fear. I was used to my reputation causing people to form opinions about me, and sometimes I even liked it. It was like being famous. Or infamous. Whatever works. But I definitely didn't like knowing that's how Prince Gumball felt. It was different with him. There was something about that pink wad that made me want to be around him. I wanted him to like me...because I liked him?
So far in my long life, I've had many sexual relations. Some of them thought it was love, and some were on the same page as me and knew there wasn't anything special there. I'd been with girls and guys, and even a few to this day I'm not sure which. I'd never felt so much as a spark with any of them. I was just doing it for the thrill. For the pleasure. For the rush. Of course this was all ruined when I first met Gumball and the tiny spark in my stomach kept growing into an eruption of OHMYGLOBOHMYGLOB!
I'm not an expert on romance, but I don't think it would help even if I was. How do you win someone's heart when they'd sooner run you over than give you the time of day? I don't need to be an expert to know this isn't how it should work. People have fallen in love with me before, but they were usually under the impression, or were at least hopeful, that I felt the same way. I am hopeful that he feels the same, but all the evidence points to a very different relationship. Anyone can see that. So why do I feel like I want him? How did this crazy idea of "he'd like me once he got to know me" hatch in my brain?
Fionna's upset grumbling pulls me out of my thoughts (which weren't really going anywhere anyway), and I direct my attention over to her. She and Cake are both in front of BMO, fidgeting with the little guy. Or girl. Add that to the list of things I don't know the gender of.
"Is it working now?"
"You need to give me more than two seconds girl!"
"I'm sorry! Everyone's waiting!"
"Well they're gonna have to wait a little longer because this ain't working."
"Great."
Fionna turned around to face the crowd. We were all positioned on the floor, facing her, waiting for the movie to start. She gave a nervous smile and reached her hand under her hat to scratch the back of her neck. Typical Fionna. Always eager, never organized. I floated up off of the ground and leaned back to rest my head on my arms. Might as well get comfortable. I opened one eye to sneak a peek at Dumb Gum; he hadn't moved an inch. Still brooding, but he looked more sad than angry. I closed my eyes, but still pictured him in my mind. What will it take to make you smile?
"Sorry guys, we're having a problem with the movie. Just talk amongst yourselves I guess." Fionna announced her troubles, lacking the usual enthusiasm in her voice. I couldn't help but feel bad for the kid; always aiming to please. I opened my eyes again and looked back and forth between Fionna the Failure and Gumball the Gloomy. This party was turning out to be a real suck fest. I contemplated bailing, but then my eyes flicked over to my bass propped up against the wall. I felt a grin grace my face as I drifted over to it. There may be hope for me yet.
"That's quite a bummer Fionna," I began,"I suppose I'll have to provide the entertainment for the time being." I reinforced this by strumming a single note on my bass. The crowd turned to me excitedly. I shot a thumbs up to Fionna who gave me a thankful smile. What would that twerp do without me? As I played the opening notes to the song, I turned my gaze towards the pink prince. Along with everyone else, he was looking at me too. Our eyes met, and in that instant I tried to read him. But I didn't get far; that jerk looked away to frown at nothing. I was about to let out a growl before I noticed he didn't look angry or disgusted. He'd pulled his arms up around himself and he was...crying?
He looked absolutely crestfallen, a feeling I have felt before myself. And I knew in that moment that I needed to show him that. Maybe if he knew that I had feelings too, he wouldn't be so...maybe he'd see that we aren't so different after all. I stopped my strumming and began again, playing a different song this time. This one probably wasn't something you'd play at a party, but I needed him to know.
"Mommy, why did you leave me? You created me, so don't you wanna see me?"
I felt the atmosphere in the room shift as I began to sing. I saw several expressions soften. Cake and that unicorn guy exchanged confused glances, but Fionna, who was there when I wrote this particular song, gave me a knowing look. Or was it pity? It didn't matter. It wasn't for her.
"Mommy, why did you make me? If you weren't gonna take me, to get a burger and a shakey?"
Gumball had returned his attention to me now, and I locked eyes with him again. This time it was me who looked away, closing my eyes completely. I didn't want to...but I didn't want anyone to see the little pools starting in my eyes.
"My cursed blood is your cursed blood. Come on back and be my bud. I can count your visits on my fingertips. Come back and bring me presents from your business trips."
I fought back the tears successfully but kept my eyes closed. I didn't know how everyone would react, but I was only concerned with the reaction of one person. I yearned to see him understand, but I was afraid to see anything else.
"Mommy why did you mold me? If you never even wanted to hold me? Don't you know that I love you and I only want to see more of you."
There was more to the song (entire lines about french fries), but I decided to end it there. After I stopped playing and gave a little bow while still floating, the audience gave me a round of applause, though I did hear a few sniffles mixed in with the cheering. I cast a glance over at Fionna who had moved to sit with the others, and she had returned to her usual smiling self, although she did give me a quizzical expression. Whatever. Lets see her write a song about her feelings. I'm sure she could serenade Flame Prince with a song about a "fire in her heart".
Inwardly patting myself on the back for my amazing humor, I casually glanced back to the pretty prince. On the bright side, he didn't look sad anymore. But this was replaced with another unpleasant emotion. Annoyance. Ouch. Not what I had in mind.
GB
I am absolutely disgusted at my fellow people of Aaa for being so….STUPID. Pardon me, I guess a more appropriate term would be gullible. Nevertheless, were they really buying this? This facade that the wicked warlock strung together in hopes of gaining sympathy? And sympathy for what? Does he even have a mother? He probably ate her or something. Ok that might be a little ridiculous, but so is ANYONE WHO FELL FOR THAT. I mean honestly, am I expected to believe that this big bad boy has a soft interior underneath that vulgar shell? No sir!
Well, hearing the song did make me feel a little better….BUT IT HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH THE LYRICS. No no, it just took my mind off of my troubles as I see he is far too busy fooling people to be bothered with bothering me. And I'm far too busy being angry that all of these people (some of them from MY kingdom) were duped so easily. I guess it wasn't all bad. His playing was actually very good. And as for his voice; it was rather soothing. I could have fallen asleep listening to it...it was so warm and comforting and AWFUL! ABSOLUTELY TERRIBLE!
I don't know why he kept looking at me. Probably checking to see if I was falling for his little scheme, which I was NOT. I can feel his eyes on me right now, and I'm doing everything I can not to look back at him. Seeing his smug expression could send me spiraling right back into the dumps. Whoops. I looked anyway. He doesn't look smug. He almost looks...sad.
I'm not sure how to feel right now.
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