As he looked out at his kingdom from his balcony he sighed. He saw the sun peeking out from the mountains in the distance. Signaling that it was the start of another day. The prince wasn't so pleased with this but his citizens seemed to disagree. He saw a couple having a picnic in a distant field filled with gumdrop flowers swaying in the breeze. A group of children laughing as they played what seemed like tag and two of his banana guards chatting while they did there morning patrol around his kingdom.

Usually he would have been overjoyed to see his kingdom and citizens doing well but now he didn't know what to feel. Was he envious that he too couldn't go out and enjoy the day? Was he angry that he felt trapped in his castle? Or was he upset with himself for accepting that this was just his life? He didn't really want to pander to deeply on any of those thoughts.

He shook his head and rubbed the sleep out of his eyes as he walked back inside his room to get ready for the day. None of those thoughts matter anyway when there is a kingdom to run.

He walked towards the restroom connected to his room and yawned as he went to stand in front of the large mirror over his sink. He reached for his toothbrush and just as he was about to begin brushing, he noticed his reflection in the mirror.

He stood frozen, rooted to his spot as his eyes widened in horror. He felt his heart skip a beat and his toothbrush fall from his grasp as he really took in his reflection.

He ran his hands hesitantly through his hair as he tried to process the drastic change to it. His once bubblegum pink hair was now a shocking white. He turned his head in different directions as he thought of what could have possibly removed his precious shade of pink from h-

"Marshall!," He yelled while rushing into his room to find the bat.

As he ran through the vast hallways of his kingdom in search of the menace he cursed under his breath. "When I find that bat he's going to pay for what he did to my hair," he mumbled while he continued running through the halls. Occasionally opening doors to quickly check inside rooms. "Why does this preposterous castle have to be so big!"

As he rounded a corner he bumped into something and heard a shriek. He stopped in his tracks and looked down to see butterscotch butler laying on floor. "Oh, my goodness! Pardon me butterscotch butler. In my rush to find that menace I wasn't paying attention," he said while reaching down to help her stand up.

"It is alright my highness but I must ask, why where you in such..." The question she was about to ask escaped her mind as she took in the white hair and the disheveled appearance of the prince. The dark circles under his eyes, his messy white hair partly covering his eyes and the dreariness that radiated from him.

"My prince, perhaps you should take a break from your royal duties. You seem to be... not in the best state to complete them," she said warily with a concerned expression on her face.

"That's absurd! I can't just take a break. I have to many things to do. Experiments to conduct, royal meetings to attend, paperwork to fill, citizens to protect." As he continued down his list, he felt his responsibilities weighing him down a little more after each word he spoke.

Butterscotch butler cleared her throat before speaking, getting the attention of the prince. "You are in no condition to continue your duties. It will benefit yourself and the kingdom if you take a break for a while," she said sternly as she gazed at the prince with a hardened expression.

He thought about countering the butler but he could see that he wouldn't win this argument.

"Fine," he mumbled feeling resigned.

She smirked in triumph, patting the prince's arm as she walked by to continue on with her day.

He came to stand in the main hall that was located behind the large chocolate doors that served as the front entrance of his castle. He was tired from searching the whole castle for Marshy and was just about to give up when something in the corner of his vision caught his eye. He turned his head to look at the magenta couch that was in the corner of the room and saw the small bat napping on the couch.

He walked towards the couch and slumped on it dejectedly when he reached it. He observed the bat peacefully resting on the couch next to him for a moment. As he looked at Marshy, he could easily admit to himself that the bat was a bit to much to deal with at times. Although he could argue that his life had definitely become more interesting since the bat moved in. Before attempting to wake the bat up he came to the conclusion that it didn't matter. He enjoyed the company of the bat and would even go as far as consider Marshy a friend.

Marshy... Marshy... Wake up you pain in my existence," he said feeling defeated while he gently shook the bat awake. The bat finally stirred awake after a few minutes and looked towards a very grumpy looking prince.

"I feel like your mocking me, I look all morning through this castle just to find you napping on a couch in front of the entrance." Marshy was giving him an expression of mock innocence. He'd find it cute if he couldn't see behind the facade so easily.

He ran a hand through his ruined hair and groaned loudly. "Just... Why?" Marshy gave him no response but a laugh stifled with his good wing over his mouth.

"Does it at least look good?" He received a nod. It didn't mean much coming from the menace that ruined his hair but he did feel a bit better.

They continued to lay on the couch for a while, Gumball enjoying doing nothing for once. Suddenly he heard loud footsteps running towards the front entrance before the double doors were kicked open by none other than the blond, blue eyed heroin Fionna and her stretchy companion Cake.

"Hey, what's up Gumball? Where here to receive the mission, you... what happened to your hair?!" She said looking baffled.

"I think he looks hawt," Cake said while wiggling her eyebrows.

"Cake!" Fionna exclaimed while looking scandalized.

"My recent change in hair color is thanks to this little fur-ball that intends to make my life difficult."

Fionna and Cake looked around the hall to find nothing. "...You feeling alright buddy?" You look kind of, less pink... you know besides the hair." She added hurriedly.

He groaned loudly and ran his hands down his face in frustration. He looked at the spot on the couch Marshy once was to find the bat had disappeared again.

"I'm fine! It's ju- I've been under the weather recently so I've deciding to take a short break from my duties."

"That's great! You never take a break. You can hang out with Cake and I after we finish the mission." As Fionna said this Cake had her hand on his forehead to see if he had a fever. After deciding that he didn't have one and that Gumball just looked tired she stretched back to Fionna's side.

"That sounds fun, it's been a while since we've just hung out," he said with a small smile on his face.

"The mission is to deliver a very important message to the breakfast kingdom." He informed them while pulling out the magenta envelope from his pocket with a pink seal that had the monogram of the Candy Kingdom.

"No prob, we'll deliver this in no time." She said looking fiercely determined.

"You got that right, baby cakes," the cat said while rushing out the door.

Just as Fionna was walking out the door she turned around suddenly. "I just thought of a great idea, we can invite Marshall when we hang out and make it a party." She said excitedly.

"Although I haven't seen him around lately. He missed that party Lumpy Space Prince threw in the woods last week and he never misses those." She said with furrowed eyebrows and voice filled with concern.

"It's probably nothing. He's always running off to who knows where," he said sounding slightly agitated.

"You're probably right but I'll stop by his cave to see if he's there anyway."

"Fionna, you coming?!" Cake said from the gate of the castle, waiting for her sister to start their adventure.

"Coming Cake! Bye Gumball, hope you feel better." She said cheerily while closing the door and running towards her sister.

As he watched Fionna and Cake run into the distance he wondered where Marshall was. Not like he cared, but it had been a while since he's seen the vampire.