A/N: I'm excited about this chapter! I know I stopped writing Fiona's perspective at a cliff-hanger (which was intentional), but when I got the idea of Gumball and his Voice (a Maximum Ride tribute), I couldn't wait. I thought we all deserved a breather. In not so good news, I got my first negative review. *Sigh*. But you know what they say, Keep Calm and Carry On! So that I shall do. Here's the next chapter.

Diclaimer: I don't own Adventure Time, Maximum Ride, or The New Girl. (I'm aware I keep using the name of productions for my chapters, but I think it'll bring in some more viewers. Besides the 1,000+ I already have. You guys rock!)

Chapter 14-Prince Gumball's Point of View

I stared at the beautiful girl sleeping next to me. I was shocked, but slightly happy. I sat like that for a while, smiling and staring, until she stirred, flipping onto her back and looking at me like this was normal.

"What are you doing up so early? Lie down, it's Saturday. No duties on Saturday," she muttered, pulling down so I was once again lying next to her. Once my head was on the pillow, she layed her head on my shoulder and cast her arm across my bare chest. I felt frozen as I thought how that voice sounded familiar.

"Who are you and what are you doing in my bed?" I demanded, but laughed silently to myself when the words escaped my lips. Never thought I'd say that, I thought, and moment later the girl giggled.

"I see you still have a sense of humour. Hmm, I thought that came from my side," she said, a hint of disappointment in her voice. Did she just say what I thought she said?

"Are you... the girl from my dream? The girl from my mind?" I asked, already knowing the answer. I brushed her bubblegum pink hair out of her face, revealing a smile.

"I'd like to think of myself as the girl of your dream and the girl on your mind, but yes, I finally have a physical form! Isn't that great?" she asked, her eyes shining like achild proclaiming an acheivement and hoping for an acknowledgement. I replied with a smile, not sure I understood.

"Oh, I can explain later. Let's just say our telepathic energy became so extreme I just sort of, popped out. Your little potion didn't turn out perfect like you thought it would, but it still worked in a way! I can still read your mind, because I still have the more powerful half! Well, we both have a full brain, so I guess you could say..." the girl kept babbling for minutes, not unlike what the Prince would do to anyone who had a question (including himself). His hand accidently brushed her cheek, making her stop and blush, another action they shared.

"What should I call you, then?" I asked with a smile. She had a knowing grin, like she had thought about it for a long time. Her palm was open on my chest, and she moved her body closer so she was practically leaning on me. But a part of me liked it.

"You can call me Princess Bubblegum," she said, pressing her lips to mine.

After a few more hours of sleep, I was ready to get up, and so was Princess Bubblegum. It was quite a clever spin off of his own name, and he liked the sound of it on his lips. So, they got out of bed and stretched at the exact same time, freezing when they realized they were doing so. But the moment of shock passed, and they both broke out into laughs.

I sighed, shaking my head as I sauntered to the dresser, pulling out two shirts- one for me and one for Bubblegum, who apparently also goes by Bonnibel, or Bonnie, which I find charming. It's a beautiful name, I thought to her. She then wrapped her arms around my waist, resting her head on my shoulder. Bonnibel wasn't naked; she was wearing the nightgown from the dream. Along with undergarments, she reassured him. But the nightgown was thin, and he could tell she was shivering.

"I knew you would like the name. Oh, Gumball, I've waited so long for this," she said as he handed her the tee-shirt. He pulled on his own.

"Do you want me to leave or something while you put it on? I wouldn't want to make you uncomf-" I stopped mid-sentence as Bonnie pulled off her nightgown, leaving her just in her undergarments. I gulped, and couldn't help but looking. She was beautiful. I breathed out as she pulled on her shirt, smiling at me like nothing had happened and her nearly undressing in front of me was perfectly normal.

"Well, it is normal. I've seen you before, multiple times, and I'm perfectly fine with it," she replied, making me blush and look at the door. She giggled and took my hands, and I looked back at her.

"I'll get breakfast. We won't tell everyone about you until we're in the proper attire," I offered. She narrowed her eyes at me and let her tongue poke out ever so slightly, like she was thinking hard.

"Uh huh. You know what I like, and hurry up, I'm starving," she said, almost pushing me out the door and closing it behind me, leaving me alone in the hall.

I knocked on the door with my forehead, trying to balance the two plates of pancakes and two mugs of coffee. A moment of silence passed as Bonnie headed for the door. She opened it and quickly grabbed her plate and mug, which allowed me to breathe. We both sat down at the table to eat, and through the whole breakfast, we communicated telepathically, which was very strange and experiment-worthy.

"As long as you don't stick me or create another version of yourself, I'll be your lab partner for the experiment!" Bonnie offered, which surprised me for a second.

"Oh, um, yeah, that would be great, actually," I replied, and she smiled. Her smile was so beautiful and white-

"Oh, thank you," Bonnibel said, slightly blushing and smiling again. Oh glob, I forgot she could hear me.

"That's ok. It just takes some getting used to. On the other hand, we need to find me some clothes," she remarked, gesturing to my tee-shirt. My next thought made her slap me. "That's disgusting. But I guess you're just the average man," she said, sauntering to my closet and pulling out some shirts. "I am going to make a dress out of these. So, you can start your experiment without me," she stated, picking up the plates and setting them in my arms. I got the memo, so I went down to the kitchen, hearing the door lock behind me.

A/N: I'm sorry it's been a while since I've updated, but it was my birthday and I thought I deserved a break. :)