Alone in this world
Chapter 3
The hunt
For the past few hours, Marceline and Marshall have been looking in every store for Marceline to get a job in; so far none of them wanted her. Mostly because she looked like a bum or her brother would insult them for judging. They've been turned down mostly, they sighed as Marceline pushed a streetlight.
"It's hopeless, no one wants to hire me, and they think I'm a whore, a hobo or sometimes a juvenile delinquent." Marceline hissed.
"I know man, I took offense to that because I'm the juvenile delinquent in this picture also by the way, and I stole this coat for you." Marshall pulled a leather band jacket out for her.
"Marshall, how did you even manage to steal this?" Marceline questioned him as she put on the jacket.
"I never reveal my secrets sis and beside, you were looking a little chilly so I decided you needed a coat of your." Marshall chuckled.
"Well thank you, too bad you can't steal me a job." Marceline sighed.
Marshall was about to say something but stopped when they walked by a candy shop, he looked through the window and started to drool. Not a day goes by that he doesn't think about sweets, he was never able to have them as a kid because their parents strictly said no candy but seeing this was like a dream.
Marceline hadn't realized he was no longer behind her until she noticed he wasn't talking back, she turned around to see him glued to the window. She groaned and marched back to him.
"How great would it be if you worked here?" Marshall said in a dreamy sigh.
"No Marshall, you know I hate the color pink." Marceline huffed
This place was colored the many different shades of pink, she was sick of looking at it. Loathing the owners for choosing a hideous color. Marshall looked at her heart broken; he got down on his knees and gripped onto her legs.
"Oh please sis! You don't know how important this is to me!" Marshall whined.
"Marshall please, there are people watching." Marceline looked around.
"Please Marcy! Do it for your dear brother." Marshall whined some more.
Marceline sighed. "Alright fine, I'll get a job here just for you now stop it."
Marshall got up quickly, hugging her tightly. "You're the best sis."
Marceline rolled her eyes and pushed him away, they walked in the candy store that was occupied by small children and some teenagers. Marceline stuck her tongue out at the amount of pink in the room, Marshall was just grinning while looking at the candy; thinking about which ones to eat.
Marceline sighed; she walked up to the counter. She saw this ginger boy who was counting the money in the cash register, he was tall and had tons of freckles on his cheek. Marceline sensed dork in him instantly.
"Yo gingy, you hiring or something?" Marceline leaned in on the counter.
The ginger kid looked at her and sighed. "My name isn't 'gingy' it's Greg and no we are not taking any applications at the moment but you are welcomed to wait for 6 months."
Marceline stared at him, getting ready to walk out before Marshall grabbed her arm.
"Whoa girl, where you going?" Marshall asked.
"They're not talking anyone new, let's try that Wal-Mart place again." Marceline tugged herself out of his grip.
Marshall narrowed his eyes at before turning and waking up to the counter. "Hey freckles, why did you turn down my sis?"
Greg looked up from his counting. "We're not hiring at the moment."
"Well why not? You don't seem like you got much help going on here. " Marshall raised his eyebrow at him.
"We have all the help we need; we don't need someone that looked like they rolled out of the dumpster." Greg closed the cash register.
Marshall was about to punch him but he resisted and thought of something else. "Well, what about this; how about I take you out to dinner and you give my sister a position in whatever you need help with."
Greg looked at him before averting his gaze. "Well, it has been awhile since I've gone to dinner…"
"Marcy! I got you the job!" Marshall busted out of the store and hugged her tightly.
Marceline yelped. "What- how did you manage that?" Marceline looked at him quizzically.
"I offered my body up, and this time I'm not naked." Marshall stated, still grinning.
Marceline stared at him. "What did you do?"
"I asked the boy at the cash register out." Marshall's grin never leaving his face.
Marceline groaned. "Not this again, oh well at least I got a job but I still need a place to shower; I don't want to go in smelling like a trash can."
"Oh relax, my membership to that gym is still good for another year or so you can use that until we get enough money for an apartment or some shit." Marshall put her down and patted her on the head.
"You are so insufferable." Marceline chuckled.
"It's a part of my manly charm." Marshall chuckled.
"Oh well, great job for once but you still need a job." Marceline poked him in the chest.
"Ah don't worry; I can beg for my old job at the music store, I'm sure the manager forgives me for something I didn't do for once."
well then
Marshall just asked Greg, who is gumball in this human verse out for marcy to get a job
what a great brother.
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