"I hope you'll keep this path a secret. It's only to be used for politics. Or royal meetings. We haven't had to deal out our issues with another kingdom in over 1000 years." He frowned, eyebrows gathered at the center. "Until today." With that he pushed open the door, inside was Marshall Lee. Compared to Prince Gumball he looked like just another teenage vampire. Except he wasn't just another teenage vampire. He was a king in the body of an eighteen year old boy. He'd been 18 for too long now. Gumball stood up straight and proper. Technically Prince Gumball was over 5000 years. But he aged slowly, it took 200 years just for him to look a year. By that count he was twenty-five.
"Looking back at me, I see that I never really got it right." Marshall Lee lay floating in mid-air singing a slow song, he looked strange without his axe/guitar but I noticed the pain behind the song. And really I didn't know if that pain came from the song or him. But it was beautiful, a side I'd never seen from him. Marshall Lee was a really great singer. "I never stopped to think of you. I'm always wrapped up in- Oh Gummy." Finally noticing us he stopped singing. "So glad you could make it. I was running out of songs." Marshall floated over to a seat and took his spot, he had a smirk set at his lips. His eyes slowly moved over me. "Oh and you brought me a little funny bunny! Aw but she doesn't have her bunny ears today. How sad. Sit here funny bunny." I raised an eyebrow at him, turning to Gumball in the same way hoping he'd have an answer but his glare was fixed on Marshall Lee. Marshall never talked like this to me. We were bros. I looked once more at Gumball and he nodded. I went to sit next to Marshall where he asked that I sit. Gumball followed me taking my other side. "You look cute today Fionna. I never get to see your hair, it's pretty." His hand traveled to my face and grabbed a loose curl near my ear. He started to twirl my hair around his finger smiled all goofy.
"Marshall, what the math are you doing? It's weird." His face just crinkled into a smaller smile.
"Ahem, Marshall. We need to discuss the…" Gumball looked at me and for a moment he looked confused but he kept going. "The lapses. For a month now we've been getting these areas in the air where they seem to twitch, or waver. I suspect one of your father's minion to have something to do with this." Gumball sat back in his chair. Marshall let go of my hair and laid back in his chair with his hands behind his head. He closed his eyes and sighed, right then I felt his mood shift. I guess this was the end of the conversation. I'd got all dressed up for a five minute get together.
"Sorry Gummy. That wasn't us. No one is allowed to leave the Night-o-Sphere except my dad and me. And of course we can do it without causing problems. My dad got this, yunno the whole travelling between dimensions thing, right a long time ago. It must be someone else. Try that pyro-brat." With that he opened his eyes and sighed again. "You know we could've just talked about this outside of the conference. We are friends. This political bullshit is just an excuse… And I've told you that before. Our political positions have nothing with what we do or what others think is right or wrong." He got up and straightened his jacket. Bending over he gave me a kiss on my forehead, in a flash he was gone and all that was left was a flapping sound of bat wings.
