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"Sire, there hasn't been any sign of the man you describe, and you've questioned every visitor we were able to find. We don't believe he's in the Candy Kingdom anymore." A large soldier addressed Prince Gumball.
"He MUST be here somewhere!" Gumball said, following a loud crash as his fist hit the table beside him.
"Dude, I've been circling the Candy Kingdom for days, I need a break!" Marshall Lee complained, half asleep on a nearby chair.
"Marshall we've been over this, if he remains hidden-
"I GET IT. But come ON Bubba! Do you actually think he's still here? No one's that good at hiding except maybe me and Fionna, or Cake if she shrinks down." Marshall said, rubbing his eyes.
"We have to be sure! You have to remember that we have absolutely no idea what he wants with Fionna, what he could be doing right now, what he could be finding out about her, we don't know ANYTHING. And that makes us very vulnerable." He said with a furrowed brow, thinking hard. "Send a small group of guards to search the nearby woods again." He said with a wave of his hand, dismissing the soldier.
"You really think that's gonna help?" Marshall asked blearily.
"It's better than nothing. Now you've been a bat while you've been looking, right?" He asked Marshall seriously.
"Duh. And to answer your next question I haven't seen any sign of him or Fionna." Marshall said with his eyes half closed.
"What about Fionna?"
Marshal and Gumball turned sharply at the sound of Cake. She was standing in the doorway, smiling and holding a basket of muffins.
"Oh, er….we were just thinking….about, her….her last visit." Marshall stammered, sitting up very straight.
"Yes! How she said she would be coming soon!" Gumball said quickly, covering up Marshall's slow response.
"Oh. Well I don't know about you, but I for one am just thrilled! I was thinking we should have a party, that's why I stopped by Gumball. Considering how you are known for your grand balls and stuff." Cake said, smiling as she placed the muffins on a desk. Marshall floated over to examine them, and was pleased to find a red velvet muffin in the basket. He eyed Gumball as he bit into the muffin, and they exchanged a meaningful look.
They had obviously not told Cake, considering how she would panic over the situation. Marshall had put up a fight that she should know, but Gumball had argued that she was a mother now, and had an obligation to her family. Worrying about Fionna wouldn't help her, Gumball had said.
"I had really been looking forward to her letter, it's really unlike Fi to not leave one." Cake said, a bit of disappointment in her voice. This was yet another thing they had hidden from Cake, on account of the fact that the letter was now in possession of a possible murderer.
"But she's coming soon, so we'll all get to ask her questions when she comes." Marshall said, changing the subject to a happier thought.
"Exactly. And I can't wait to show that girl my little babies! And Gumball, about the party?" Cake said.
"Of course there will be a party, everyone will be invited, it will be extravagant and joyful to be sure!" He said with fake enthusiasm. Cake didn't notice.
"And it should be a surprise party, and we should have a big banner that says something like 'welcome back hero!' and all her favorite food too! I don't know what that child has been eating but she looks like a stick!" Cake rambled on cheerfully.
"Right, I'll get right on it Cake. Thank you very much for the muffins. And how are the children?" Gumball asked, only half listening. Cake had raised his awareness to the fact that he didn't exactly know when Fionna was coming back, or even if she would come back….
"Well Fionna said her first word, and it was 'tail' if you haven't heard, and we think Leo might have some of my powers, I swear yesterday he stretched across the table." Cake went on. Marshall flinched, he still wasn't used to the idea of referring to one of Cake and Mocro's kids as Fionna.
"Well I better get back, Mocro wants to visit, and I don't like leaving the babies with a stranger." Cake said as she waved to them, walking out the door.
"Goodbye Cake!" Gumball said.
"Yeah, bye." Marshall said, busy searching for another red muffin.
The two waited until they heard the footsteps disappear and turned to each other.
"Don't you think she's gonna figure something out when Fionna doesn't turn up, or this dude comes back? She IS an adventurer too gummy. She's not dumb." Marshall pointed out, falling back into the chair.
"Let's just try and keep all this contained for as long as we can. Once Fionna is confidently safe we can put it behind us, until them, if Lord Monicromicorn is visiting I can take a look around the woods." Gumball said, looking out the window at the setting sun.
"You are aware that a giant horse thing and a guy in bright pink aren't that hard to notice, right?" Marshall said.
"Well it's not like you can do anything considering you're about to fall asleep." Gumball huffed, already walking out the door. He didn't get a respond from Marshall, who had just shrugged his shoulders and curled up.
But Gumball wasn't going to be searching the woods tonight. He had another place he wanted to visit. And as Mocro greeted him at the entrance, tapping his hoof with news and greeting, Gumball gave the location he wanted to go. Mocro tapped questioningly at first, but allowed Gumball to silently climb on and be carried to the destination.
The tree house was exactly the same as he remembered it. He had never visited it as much as Fionna had come to the Candy Kingdom, but he had been here plenty of times.
"Keep watch while I'm inside please, I shouldn't be too long." He said smiling at his questioning friend. He walked inside.
A thin layer of dust covered almost everything. Cake came every now and then to collect things, so it was never really abandoned. But the home had a lonely and cold feeling to it. Gumball examined the shelves lined with photographs, dusting them off and smiling at them. Most of them were pictured of Cake, himself, and Marshall Lee. There were very little of Fionna. Gumball guessed that Cake had taken most of them.
Gumball climbed the ladder that led to the upstairs, and found the room too dark to see much. He lit a candle by a bed and looked around. The bed next to him must have been Fionna's. He realized that he had never actually seen it. He had never seen her sleep, or even what pajamas she wore. He felt like he was in a stranger's house. A place he didn't belong.
He sat down on the bed, small clouds of dust moving around him. He looked around the room, letting his eyes wander. The candle light reflected on something shiny. He looked down.
A bit of broken glass peeked out from under the bed, and he lowered the candle to look at it better. He gently moved aside the glass and took the picture in his hands, placing the candle next to him. A small smile formed on his face as he looked down at a young Fionna. She looked maybe 17 in the picture. She was silhouetted against a rising sun, her hair hiding most of her face and body, but not the deep blue eyes that stared back into the camera, a look of surprise in them. She was sitting in the windowsill that was only a few feet from where Gumball was now. It looked like she was about to jump.
Cake must have taken this when she visited last, Gumball thought to himself. He took the picture and tucked it into his pocket, feeling it there like a weight. He took one last look around the place, feeling like a ghost haunting a once loved home.
He walked to the door and opened it, and slowly clambered back onto Mocro.
As the wind hit his face he clutched the image in his pocket. It felt like it was the only thing keeping him from floating away.