P.O.V

Gumball

Marshall...my Marshall had come back to me. I still can't believe it. He saved me. He's my hero..he's my everything. It's just so hard to put in to words how I feel about him.

He had came back the night before. I had told him how I tried to commit suicide, and how I'd missed him so very much. He was...comforting. He put his arms around me and made me feel secure. He kissed me...

I woke up this morning next to a mess of black hair and a fanged smile. Marshall and I were in my bed, laying down on our sides facing each other. We had both clearly just woken up.

"Good morning my prince" said Marshall

"Good morning Marshy" I said sitting up. I know that no matter how much I want to just go back to sleep, I have to get up. I have three meetings and a speech to give to the people of the Candy Kingdom.

I got out of bed, went to the bathroom to brush my teeth, and got dressed. Before I walked out of my bedroom, Marshall stopped me…..just great…

"That's it? You tell me good morning and then just leave?"

"Marshy, you know I'm happy that you're back, but I still have a kingdom to run."

"C'mon, can't you just skip all that princely stuff and just have fun today?"

"I wish I could Marshy, but I have stuff to do."

"Well…..could I maybe...watch you while you work, ya know, to keep you company so you don't get bored?"

I smiled, he used to do that everyday. "Of course, that would be great"

"Thanks Gummy"

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It had been about twenty minutes before I got to my study. I had two hours before my first meeting started, and I had to get started on my notes right away. Of course, Marshall was right there with me. I couldn't be happier.

I sat down at my desk, writing my notes and preparing for my meetings. Marshall floated above me and watching me, I love him being here. He said his mother had locked him up...i want to talk to him about it...but will he open up and talk to me? Oh well, here it goes…

I stopped writing and looked up at him "Marshall, can I ask you something?"

"What is it gummy?" he said floating down and sitting on my desk facing me.

"Well, last night you said that your mom had locked you up…..and i was hoping we could maybe talk about it….what happened?"

His smile quickly faded and he looked away from me, "Gumball, I really don't think I should…"

I put my hands on his shoulders and he faced me again "Marshall, it's ok...I just thought that maybe you'd want to talk about your feelings" I sat on the desk with him and put my arm around his shoulder.

"*sigh* gummy, it was horrible….she said there was an emergency in the Nightosphere, she was already mad I didn't live there in the first place, so I decided to see what she wanted. I got there and as I floating to where my mom lived, someone put a bag over my head...everything went dark. Then someone or something hit my head and I was knocked out. Then…..I woke up in a cell with thick metal bars, and I couldn't get out."

"But Marshy, I thought you had powers, I thought you could go between Aaa and the Nightosphere with a simple spell"

"Well, usually I can. When I woke up in that cell though, I had a red collar around my neck, I guess it took away my powers. I tried to use a spell and get back to my cave, but I couldn't. I always felt drained and out of energy."

"I'm sorry you had to go through that Marshall" I looked him, he was crying. He could deny it, but there were tears rolling down his face.

"It's ok, I'm here with you now" he smiled at me, and I smiled back.

"Uh, Gumball….."

"What?"

"Would you wanna talk about what you did?"

"Oh ya….."

"It's ok Gummy, I'm not gonna judge you or call you crazy or anything. I just wanna know why you jumped."

"Well, you hadn't been here for three years, and I still felt guilty about the fight we had before you left that night. I got depressed and thought that if you didn't come back…..there was no point being here. I mean, for three years I couldn't sleep, and when i did I had nightmares…"

"Nightmares about what?"

"Well, it was you coming back and still being angry with me and not ever coming back"

"Gummy, I'm not angry with you, and I'm not leaving. Believe me, if I was angry you would know"

I chuckled a little, it is true that he doesn't keep quiet when he's mad. "That's actually kind of comforting"

"Well, I hope it is"

hey people, this took me a while to write...my excuse for a late chapter?...writers block, anyways I hope you like this chapter!

until next time, Rock on!