I am sorry it's so short you guys. Also, sorry for such a long wait. I'm not going to tell you it was school again. The truth of the matter is that I just got lazy ^.^ Ok, I'm going to try and write the next few chapters uddle duddle fast, kay? Read on…
Chapter 14
Gumball woke up, the memories of his vision pressing in on him like hot coals. He shot up, a yell unspoken on his lips. He looked wildly around the room, breathing as if he had just run a hundred miles.
He did not notice the soft pink wall color, the beeping of medical equipment, or the concerned faces of those around him, until he felt a small gentle hand push him to lie back down in the white starched sheets of his bed.
"Careful Sir, you'll rip out the I.V's," Peppermint Maid said matter of factly. Gumball looked over to the maid, his head making contact with his pillow again. Great, he thought to himself, more I.V's.
He ran a quick glance over the room, noting Nurse Poundcake and Doctor Ice Cream watching him closely. He saw that he was in a small room, one which contained nothing but him, the I.V drip, and the three other personages.
There was a small window in the corner that out looked the kingdom. It was half shut, letting in a cooling breeze. White curtains sat on either side of it, and they fluttered when a wisp of air came through.
Prince Gumball looked down at his arms. They felt weird, lethargic, and because of his sudden movement, now hurt a terrible sum. He winced as he wiggled his fingers, relieved that he could at least do that.
The Doctor stepped forward, a chart and pen in his hands, "You gave us quite a scare Prince Gumball. We had to give you more blood and more stiches at that. We had warned you what would happen if you strained your arms too much."
Gumball nodded, his throat dry. He wasn't paying the slightest attention to what Doctor Ice Cream was saying, his own thoughts capturing his full attention. Fionna, I have to tell Fionna. Have to warn he, and Marshall. Where's Mono? He should have gone and got them by now! But wait, how long has it been?
Gumball cut into what the Doctor was saying, vaguely hearing something about cleaning his wounds, "Peppermint Maid, where is Lord Monochromicorn?"
She hummed in thought, "I do believe he just left the kingdom Sire. He said something about getting Fionna and Marshall Lee, as you had ordered, after finding that you were stable." Gumball breathed out a short lived breath of relief. At least that will be taken care of.
"Doctor," he said looking at the slightly reproachful ice cream cone, "How long have I been unconscious?" The Doctor rifled through some of the pages on his clip board, "About five hours. Lord Monochromicorn flew as fast as he could to get you here. It is fortunate that he was there when you passed out, or we would have been without a ruler for a second time."
Nodding, the Prince looked to Nurse Poundcake, who had remained silent the entire time. "Nurse, I would like some water please. I find that I am parched." The Nurse nodded, walking out of the cramped room.
The Doctor soon followed, saying that he had other patients to attend to, and Peppermint Maid left telling Gumball that he needed his sleep. But He found neither sleep nor peace, for the memories of his vision haunted him.
"You have three days to live before I kill you and all of Aaa. Three days."
"Hurry Lord," Gumball whispered, the cold air wafting in through the window only serving to send a shiver up his spine.
Fionna was just about to shove the twelve layer sandwich her and Cake had made down her throat, when there was an urgent banging at their door. Fionna scowled, having been interrupted with her meal time rituals, and wondered who could be here at this hour.
She set the sandwich down on the plate in front of her, telling Cake that she would be back. She slid down the ladder, the person banging louder this time. "I'm coming!" Fionna shouted. She flung the door open, only to be grabbed and pulled out of the treasury. "What the nuts!" she yelled, struggling to see the thing that was gripping her shirt with such ferocity.
She was surprised to find Lord Monochromicorn, his teeth holding fast to her blue shirt, tugging her across the grass lawn of the Tree House. "Lord?!" she cried with disbelief, "What are you doing? Cake, help!"
The cat came to the doorway, a snarl on her face, "Whas goin' on out here?!" She said forcefully, but her eyes widened at the scene unfolding in front of her. "Lord? What are you doing to Fionna!"
The black horse didn't answer, but continued to pull at Fionna, whipping his head back. Cake ran over, stretching out and grabbing Fionna with an iron grip. She pulled hard, and Fionna came free with a rip.
Lord fell back a little, the half of Fionna's torn sleeve in his teeth. He spit it out, and started pawing as fast as he could. Cake looked overwhelmed, "Hold up Honey, slow down! What's all this talk about Gumball?"
Fionna snapped her head up, "Is he ok?" she asked. Lord began stomping, and scratching up a storm. He finished and looked at Cake expectantly. She raised an eyebrow, looking over at a clueless Fionna.
"From what I understand, he needs you to come with him immediately. Whatever for, I'm just as lost as you." She shrugged her shoulders to emphasis. Fionna had only a moment to prepare herself, for Lord had slipped underneath her, stomping.
From her perch on his back, Fionna saw Cakes arms cross as she glared at Lord Mono. "What do you mean I can't go with you? Why not?" More stomping. "'Because' is not an answer Mono," she said.
Fionna twined her hands in his grey hair as she felt his muscles underneath her bunch, ready to spring into the air. She felt her head snatch as he launched, leaving Cake on the ground mid-sentence.
She looked back at her flustered and hurt sister. "She is going to be so mad at you," Fionna said above the whistling of the wind. Lord's only answer was a snort. Fionna expected him to start heading straight for the Candy Kingdom, but he instead turned in the direction of the swamps.
"Where are we going?" Fionna finally asked, curiosity pushing her forward. His silence gave her her answer. You'll know when we get there. Fionna didn't ask again. She was shaking, from cold and anticipation. What was it that was so important that LM was prepared to drag her to their destination?
What was it that Gumball needed? Was he hurt again? Did he have an important mission for her? She looked to the west watching as the sun sank low in the sky. Marshall had gone home a while ago, after he and her had spent some time together.
The fight they had had earlier that day remained vivid in her mind, and she replayed their words in her head. He had apologized, had explained his desire to keep her human, and had asked that more time be given to him on the matter.
Fionna had not meant to get so involved in the situation as she had. She had just asked a simple question, one she thought of little importance. But it was now clear to her that the decision, although completely hers, was one that would make or break them.
She had thought over and over about the risks, and the benefits. But she could not conclude exactly what she wanted to do. And so, she had put it into Marshall's hands. His decision would be hers also, no matter what. And if he chose not to turn her, then so be it. They would find a different way to be together.
Fionna notice that they were flying over water now. At first, she felt her stomach turn into a knot, fearing the blue expanse to be the ocean, but it was just a small lake. She breathed a sigh of relief, and then noticed that she recognized the lake.
She saw other land marks that were familiar to her, and before she could piece it all together, they were nearing the cave where Marshall Lee lived. Fionna was confused and she leaned closer to Lords ear before saying, "Are we getting Marshall too?"
He nodded, his grey hair shaking wildly everywhere. Fionna held on tightly as he descended, coming into the cave at break neck speed. "Marshall!" Fionna yelled, hoping he was awake.
Lord Monochromicorn came to a complete stop right before smashing into the door of the small house that belonged to the Vampire King, surprising the young adventurer. She wasn't prepared for such a sudden sojourn, and she flipped head over heels off of LM.
She prepared herself for the feeling of her back hitting the wooden steps or the hard door, but instead came face to face with Marshall Lee. The two only had seconds before Fionna smashed into him, the duo falling back into his house.
Fionna peeked open an eye she had closed when she had hit Marshall, and looked up. He had her cradled in his arms, a surprised bewildered expression on his face. "Good Glob Fionna, what the chizz was that?!"
Fionna laughed, her arms around his neck, "Good catch." Marshall raised an eyebrow, looking out of the open door to see LM looking in on the two. He was stomping on the wood of the porch, an agitated expression on his dark face.
Marshall looked at Fionna, his eyebrow still raised. He stood up, putting Fionna back on her feet. "What's going on?" he asked. She grabbed his hand pulled him towards the doorway, an apologetic smile pointed at him.
"I don't exactly know, but LM says that Gumball needs to see us, right now. Come on, we need to hurry!" She had him through the doorway, and was motioning to Lord. Marshall tilted his head, "And what does he need us for exactly?"
Honestly, Marshall didn't feel like seeing the Prince again. He had just left the Candy Kingdom yesterday, and he was already going back. It was too much sweetness for him to digest, with the kingdoms rainbow colors and sugary everything.
Fionna let out a moan, "I just told you, I don't know, just get on the horse please? Obviously it's important enough to send a half crazed monochromicorn to kidnap me." She shot an annoyed glace at LM, who in return lowered his head apologetically.
This was news to Marshall. LM tried to kidnap Fionna? It was then that Marshall noticed her torn sleeve. Gummy sure must need something ASAP. At first Marshall was contemplating telling Fionna to go by herself, that he didn't want to see Gumwad, but then he thought about it. Marshall Lee shrugged, curiosity over coming him. Floating up he sat down on the back of Lord, helping Fionna slide in front of him.
"To the Candy Kingdom!" Fionna shouted, and LM reared back, soaring out of the cave and over the trees of the small forest in from of it. The sun had already gone down and Marshall breathed in the cool fresh night air.
It was nice to be out and about without having to lug an umbrella or hat around with him everywhere. He looked in front of him, at Fionna's arched back. Her bangs were blowing out behind her, as were her bunny ears.
Slowly, Marshall crept his hand around her waist, pulling her closer. She glanced back at him, smiling. At least he was there with her. Whatever Gumball needed to tell the couple, they would hear together.
They flew to the Kingdom as fast as the black horse could go, the icy night wind chilling all of them.
Gumball was startled awake by a small tap at the door. Light spilled into his small room from the hallway, and then to make it worse, the lights were turned on. He rubbed his eyes, squinting to see a blurred Peppermint Maid.
But she wasn't alone. He could make out blue and red smudges. Marshall and Fionna soon came into focus. Before he knew what was happening, he felt warm arms around his neck. A sweet fragrance washed over him, belonging to none other than Fionna.
"What have you done to yourself this time Gumball?" she asked in a hushed voice. The Prince only laughed, despite the loathing in his heart for having to breaking the news to them. "There's nothing wrong with me Fionna. Promise."
Fionna sat back on her heels, looking down on him with doubtful eyes. She motioned to his bed and the I.V's. He shrugged, "Just a slight problem with my arms," he reassured her, "nothing to get excited about."
Marshall floated up, peering down at Gumball. "So, Gummy, mind telling me why you sent your half crazed monochromicorn to half drag me and Fionna all the way here… for the second day in a row?"
He folded his arms, looking slightly annoyed. Gumball guessed he didn't want to be there at the time. He would ask why later, for at Marshall's probing stare, Gumball lowered his eyes and stared Fionna point blank in the face.
"I have terrible news. Horrible, terrible news." The Prince didn't raise his voice, but rather kept it quiet, so that the others had to lean in to hear. Fionna's eyes widened, fear slipping into them like black ink into water.
"What about?" she asked, a small tremor in her voice. Marshall seemed unaffected by the dark look Gumball was casting around him, but all the same he raised an eyebrow in an impatient questioning way.
Prince Gumball wanted to shout it out, to let them all know that they were doomed. To shake them and say, "We're all going to die!" and then run out of his small room screaming it. But instead he took a small breath, and whispered in a calm, collective, and almost pleading way.
"The Lich is back."
Again, sry it's so short. I just wanted to leave it there at the cliff hanger ^.^ I know I am trying yall's patience (Yes, I am from the south, so I say yall) but please don't stop reading! I love hearing from you guys, and love hearing what you think of my story. Chapter 15 is coming soon, promise. REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW!
Cheyenne is out, PEACE!