Marshall Lee's POV "So, like, you guys are from Ooo?" I queried, laying back in midair next to Marceline. "As in, Simone's fanfic of Fionna? And we're a fanfic to you, by Simon or whatever his name is?" "Yes, Marshall," Gumball sighed exasperatedly. "That is exactly the situation. But, you see, apparently we co-exist. There are many plausible reasons for this. One of them is..." "Blah blah blah, right?" Marceline groaned in my ear, as I droned out Gumball's voice. "You got it," I agreed in a whisper. "I mean, how can anyone make this, a collision of two worlds, boring? I mean, it's so not possible!" "And yet those two science heads managed to screw it up, didn't they? Made it sound like a biology lesson or whatever." "Exactly." "Something you want to share, Abadeer and Abadeer?" Gumball snapped. Marceline snorted, before we both were sent into a fit of laughter. "Oh, my glob, you just made what we were just talking about ten times funnier!" "We were just saying how you can make something as exciting as this seem boring, like a biology lesson, then you said that! Oh, my glob, Gummy, that is the stupidest thing I have ever heard." I curled up into a ball and kept laughing. Gumball looked mad. "Gummy? Are you serious?" "Aww," Marceline cooed in a sarcastic baby voice, beating me to it. "Wittle Gummy's feewings are hurt! Is he gonna go cwy in the corner? Is he gonna wun away fwom the Big Bad Marshall?" "That's enough, Marceline!" Bonnibel cried over Finn, Fionna, FP and FP's laughter. "Don't make fun of him!" "Why do you even care, Bonnibel?" I hissed, snatching the reins from Marceline. "It's not like you and Gummy know each other or anything..." I smirked at her face as she realised the trap I'd pushed her into. "I... We..." Gumball sighed. "You know what? Fine. I'll tell you, if you're all dying to know. Bonnie and I -" "Bonnie?" Marceline chuckled. "You two must be close." "Bonnibel and I," Gumball corrected through clenched teeth, "met each other on the day of Jake/Cake's deaths. We were walking through the forest when we came to this exact spot. At first we were scared, but then we came to accept the fact that we did, indeed, co-exist." "You make it sound like a pregnancy for first-time parents!" Finn piped up. "Finn!" Bonnibel scolded. Then she chuckled. "Actually, he has a point, Bubba." Gumball chuckled. "Yeah, I can see that," he admitted. "Anyway, we also decided that any further contact, apart from us two, would somehow hurt the fabric of existence, perhaps even bring back the Lich. So we kept it a secret for two years. But yesterday, our plans must have been lost in translation, so to speak. And, well, here we are." "Are you sure that's all, Peebles?" Marceline teased. "No secret hookups we should know about at all?" "None," Bonnibel said firmly. "We've been meeting purely out of business." "But it was secret," I shot back. "Some sort of relationship always comes out of secrets." "Yeah, a friendship," Bonnibel retorted. "Anyway, this meeting is adjourned." "But..." Fionna looked hurt. "What about our band?" "Maybe later, Fionna." Gumball was quick to console her as her face kind of fell. "But now, right now, we need to go. I need to do some tests." "Me too," Bonnibel muttered, hugging Gumball. Just friends? "You'd think there would be some kind of barrier between worlds, wouldn't you?" Bonnibel continued. "There would be, my dear, if I hadn't broken it!" a loud old woman's cackle echoed through the forest. Simone burst through the roof of our little log cabin with flurries of soft snow swirling around her, dropping the temperature in the cabin significantly. "Simone?" I called softly, loud enough for only Marceline to hear. She squeezed my hand in understanding. "Ice Queen!" Gumball stated, whilst Fionna sighed and pulled out her black ebonite sword. "What do you mean, broke the barrier?" Bonnibel demanded. "Well, deary, it's really quite simple. I used my ice powers to take away the magical barrier, because I wanted to explore. I then found out about Ooo and wrote my fan fiction on them, not Aaa!" The Ice Queen - Simone - looked very proud of herself. "Well, that takes away all of the testing I have to do," Gumball grumbled. He sat down on the ground. Bonnibel slid down next to him and leaned her head on his shoulder. "Don't worry too much, Bubbs. You're not the only one with nothing to do." He turned to her, a smile on his face. Innuendo alert! "Oh, I have something to do, Bonnie. And it sure as hell ain't work!" Gumball kept grinning. "Pschh, dude, that was weak as your probable fuck skills," I groaned. "Really, though. You probably have permanent erectile dysfunction, plus a bunch of STIs that will kill a girl because of the severity. Plus, you're infertile, and also really bad at kissing. Seriously, if it wasn't sex, then I'd watch you fail, then show you how it was done, because you probably suck at it." Finn was curled up in balls on the girl FP's lap - which had foil spread over it - laughing his head and ass off so much that his sombrero fell off and he dropped his taco. Marceline was doing the same in midair, her side fringe looking extremely cute. Both BMOs were just making weird bleeping noises, and even Bonnibel was smothering her giggles. FP and FP were laughing, too, but not very hard. Gumball's face was priceless. It had gone maroon, I swear to Glob, and his eyes were really, really narrow, honed in on me. His mouth was open, his teeth clenched together. Oh, man, you hadn't seen it, but it was probably the funniest thing of the century. To extend the joke, I floated over to Bonnibel and whispered in her ear, "Please, play along when I do this. I promise it has nothing to do with the fact that I like you, because I don't like you, it's just to see Gumwad mad." She nodded slightly, still giggling a little. I floated back to my original position and said, "Hey, Gummy. I'll show you how it's done." I reached for Bubblegum's face. She relented, figuring out what I was doing, and connected her lips to mine. She tasted like sugar and strawberries, but I wasn't into that stuff. Next, I licked her bottom lip, deepening the kiss, hearing cheers from everyone else, while I could feel the heated anger radiating off Gumball. Her hands wandered. My hands fiddled with her shirt buttons, until I finally undid them and slid her shirt off. It was then that I felt it. A spark travelled up my tongue. It felt good, but I had to stop. My lungs were burning. I pulled away and picked up her shirt. "I believe this is yours," I said in a monotone. "Thanks," she replied, also in a deadpan. "Wha - How - Bon, I -" "Oh, shut up, you fool," she whispered after she tugged her shirt back on. She then crashed her lips into Gumball's, bringing 'oohs' and 'awwws' from everyone. "Uh, Prubs? Don't you have a hubby?" Finn queried. "Yeah! You have a wife, right, PG?" Fionna agreed from the back of the room, where she was binding the Ice Queen to a chair, the tiara in her hand. "Um, well..." Bubblegum reluctantly broke away. "They were arranged marriages. I mean, we can override them at any time, if we find someone we love, because they don't really love us either. So, yeah." "Well, Ice Queen's taken care of," Fionna confirmed, walking back over and sticking her sword into the hardwood floor, point down. She leant on the handle "Hey Gumball, can I have some gum?" she pleaded. "Sure, Fionna," Gumball sighed. He pulled a strip from his hair. Bonnibel did the same and threw Finn a piece. He eagerly popped the strawberry flavoured gum in his mouth and hugged his knees to his blue-shirted chest. "So... what now?" Gumball stood and gave Bonnibel another kiss. "We go home. We live our lives. And we work out how to fix the barrier."