Incomplete World Of Elmore
Part 4
~ Down The Street Near The Watterson Home
Later that night
As the two walked down the street, neither spoke to each other. It was quiet between the feline and the emo teen who now wore clothes that suited her personality. She remembered what Gumball had told her earlier as she noticed the stitches around his neck. She wondered how he managed to survive without going to the hospital.
"So, Gumball... how did you get those muscles?" She said she saw home without his shirt, which stunned her, but she didn't want to admit it.
"It was mostly from training, and I work out often on weekends and when I get home." In his usual monotone voice.
"It shows." Knowing he was serious about that
"So, how long have you been doing this"?
"It has been about eight years since I started training. My mom wanted to make me strong, so I wouldn't get beaten up by anyone at school. She also ensured that my body could endure harsh punishment so I couldn't feel any physical pain."
"Uh huh, that would explain how you endured Carmen beating you up." Clare
"That and a charm of hummingbirds attacking me." Gumball
"What"? Clare questions this, but the Cabbit changes the subject of this.
"So is that your natural hair color or?-".
" No, it's dyed."
"You murdered your hair."
"No, I just changed the color of it. Before this, I was a brunette." Clare said.
Clare smacks him on the head in annoyance. "Why did you dye it baby barf green?"
She groaned, "It was supposed to be pine green, but I couldn't find the right hair dye, so I chose this color." She had her arms crossed in a hmph while not looking at him.
Gumball looked at the teenager on his left and asked, "So I've meant to ask you something."
She loses her train of thought as she turns to see the cabbit.
"What is it?"
"A few days ago, you kept saying this Martha took Gary from you. Were you both enemies back in Detroit?" The cabbit wondered about this.
Clare's eyes look down while still talking in her usual mopey state with a sigh.
" Martha was my best friend before I moved here."
"So you were friends with her"? His ears twitched after hearing this.
"...Yes...and I also didn't use to act like this...How would you say.."
He responds with his head tilted, "Emu?"
No, that's emo. I meant I wasn't always someone who wrote in their diary and used their tears as ink." She snapped a bit before calming down for a second.
"So you weren't always a downer"?
"Way to put it bluntly, Gumball." Repeating this sarcastically to the cabbit, he got what she meant this time.
She looks down at the ground with her hands in her pockets.
Back in Detroit a few months ago when I was twelve. I was what you call a troublemaker with an optimistic and naive personality. I also used to have my hair in a ponytail. I was thinking back about it but seeing it as my old shame.
Plus, I had Martha, who was like a sister to me and my best friend.
"We had a lot of misadventures together around Detroit. I also had a crush on this guy since kindergarten. I have already mentioned his name, so I will not bore you with the details; however, I managed to get into a relationship with him."
"Everything was okay. Although I kept getting into trouble due to my carefree behavior, Martha kept following whatever I did but tried to talk me out of the trouble I caused but to no avail. The people in my hometown saw me as a nuisance, and most of my classmates started to keep their distance from us, but I just shook it off. I then got a bit depressed when I said the following line."
"But one day, it all just fell apart," she said in a sadder voice than usual.
"What happened then?"
"I accidentally set my house on fire, including the entire cul-de-sac."
"...Okay?" Gumball is trying to hear what she said.
"Look, I accidentally set my house on fire, which spread to the neighbor's house and then, within a few minutes, spread towards the cul-de-sac, causing a wildfire. After that, my parents thought it would be better if we moved. And I caught Martha making out with Gary behind my back. After that, he broke up with me," I said, getting angry at the last part and sighing after saying this.
"Before I came here, I lived in a fantasy with no consequences, but it all blew up in my face, so I decided to live in the real world. Then I changed my appearance to something less joyful, dyed my hair lime green, and started listening to sad music when I was alone at home."
"(Groans)It was supposed to be pine green, but I couldn't find the right hair dyed." She has her arms crossed in a hmph while not looking at him.
While walking, she started to sniff as she felt something clutching her waist. She looked down to see that the cabbit was hugging her.
"Why are you hugging me"? He asks the feline why he's doing this. While being annoyed by this.
"Because you needed one." She lets him be for a few seconds and then pushes him off her.
"Okay, that's enough of that, and what did I tell you about personal space.".
" But you did the same to me thing back when you were sleeping-"
Clare got mad, her face red, knowing what he was about to say next.
They came across a house on the outside that looked exactly like one you would find in a graveyard. The place seemed very unwelcoming. It was painted navy blue, had bars on its windows that belonged in prisons, and bear traps were in the yard. There was also a growling sound, with multiple red eyes lighting up inside the window. The house itself would put Carrie's Manor to shame in terms of spookiness, and it appeared more like a prison than a house.
"Geez, what kind of psycho lives here?" Clare was creeped out by the place.
"That would be my home," Gumball replied to her question.
"It looks lovely, not horrifying at all," she said nervously.
"Mom doesn't like visitors."
"I can see why, but what was that thing inside the house? You asked about the noise."
Aphrodite only eats flesh. Gumball remains nonchalant, but Clare becomes increasingly nervous.
"What type of animal do you have as a pet?"
"No, she's a plant, and I'm not allowed to have pets," Gumball said.
"Okay...see you later," Clare said before running off.
Gumball then walks toward his house while waving goodbye before entering his home.
~ Watterson Household
Gumball closes the door of his house, where he hears a growling noise. Multiple red eyes look at him from the shadows without warning, and the creature lunges at him, biting his ankle.
He looks down to see it is his pet, Aphrodite. A white Venus flytrap in a teal pot was chewing him. It has bloodshot eyes on its petals. This plant also has very pale white arms with red fingers on the end of them and teeth inside its petals, along with a massive tongue. The creature has the mind of a rabid dog biting its owner. The plant monster growls while drooling on his leg. Gumball then puts his paw on her head while petting the plant, still chewing his leg.
"It's nice to see you again, Aphrodite. You must be starving," he says, sounding like an owner with his dog. He pulls something out of his bag to reveal meat in it, then throws the raw meat towards the plant, letting go of his leg to allow it to chase after it. The plant catches the beef as a dog would and then tears it apart like a tiger devouring an antelope after chasing it.
As he approached the stairs, a voice called out to him.
"Nicolas, come to the living room. I need to talk to you," his mother said in a bitter tone, her voice echoing throughout the house.
He calmly walked over to where Nicole was sitting. She was sipping from a cup of coffee she had just made, glaring menacingly at him the whole time. The cabbit sat on the table on the opposite side and noticed an eyepatch covering one of her eyes due to their earlier fight.
"What did you want?" He gets interrupted when Nicole puts a finger up in a sign telling him to wait. At the same time, she sips the rest of her coffee, places it down on the table, and then glares at him as if she were interrogating a criminal.
"To talk about"? He finished his sentence.
"There was a fight going on in a gas station. Somehow a crook managed to make razor blades come out of their body by manipulating their blood cells. She looks at her son in a cold rage. "Tell me did you have anything to do with the crook's death?"
No, but I did hear the sound of a gun being fired outside at the gas station after I left with the groceries I had just purchased around that time.
"So, where did you get these scars around your neck and the bite marks on your arm?" The feline opened the collar of her son's shirt to reveal the scar around his neck. "It's unlike you that you would struggle in a brawl."
"I fought some animals on the way home, including a crocodile. I didn't make this one up; I drank its blood to get some of the iron back into my body."
"You took down a crocodile"?
"It might still be alive, but I'm guessing it would have died soon from its wounds," she said. A loud slam is heard on the table, causing it to crack. Nicole gets annoyed by this.
"I don't care about some nonsense about some animal. Were you at the gas station or not?"
"I arrived in time to get food; there was no line because of someone robbing it."
"Were you there at the time when the criminal arrived?"
"That depends. If you heard about someone who could rip the iron out of your body and then turn it into knives to kill people, what would you think of that"?
She says that it would have been complete nonsense... until today. She points to the patch that covers her eye. She then stands up from her chair and looks down at Gumball.
"I'm guessing that you got into a fight with him, which resulted in losing many of your blood cells. When I arrived, and all the cops shot the criminal 15 times, you were covered in his blood, somehow making you invisible, and you escaped the scene to avoid me. Is that what you are thinking right now, Nicolas?"
He might have developed magic from someone. He gets chopped on the head by Nicole's hand.
"Don't be so naive, Nicolas. There is such a thing as magic, and it's simply science that hasn't been fully understood yet."
"Other than that, there was some murder of bizarre beings chopped up into pieces. One of them was inside multiple frames and was turned human, and it was probably someone using a device that turned them into those disgusting creatures." She looks away from him, remembering seeing some humans she found hideous.
She turns to him with a more calm look but still keeps her frown. "So... am I in trouble for anything?"
"For now, the answer is no." This makes the cabbit feel slightly reassured as he gets up from the table. But then his mom grabs his arm.
"But remember this, Nicolas. I'm a cop first and your mother second, so don't think I won't hesitate to put you in prison the minute you fall out of line," she said in an angry voice but still keeping it low.
"I understand, Mom," he says with a sad expression as he looks down.
"It's Officer Watterson to you. Don't you forget you are here with me because he guilt-tripped me into taking you back? So I'm stuck with you here until you turn eighteen."
She then starts to crush his arm, but not too painfully.
"So Don't You Ever Forget That Understand?"
"Okay, Officer."
"Good," she said, letting go of his arm.
Gumball then leaves the room with a melancholy expression and heads upstairs to his room.
Nicole sat on the couch as she watched her son leave the room.
"He looks just like me, but he's still acting just like him." She was thinking about a particular person but then removed the thought.
No, I shouldn't overthink that right now. The dead should stay in the past. It would be best if you focused on the present Nicole. The town needs you to be in complete control of yourself. The minute you go, the whole village will fall apart." She touches her eye in the patch and notices some blood mixed with tears coming out from it.
She then feels something biting her paw. As she looks down, she sees that Aphrodite is there. She pets the creature on the head like a pet. Aphrodite looks up at her owner and notices her being sad.
"Go check on him, Aphrodite," she says, letting go of her paw. "Just make sure he doesn't do anything irrational." Aphrodite crawls upstairs to follow her owner, leaving Nicole alone.
"I need to schedule an appointment to have my eye replaced tomorrow, and that's why it's leaking."
Meanwhile, upstairs in his room, Gumball is curled up in a ball in his bed, with an empty look as Aphrodite bites his head. He hears a ring from his phone, and he takes it out of his pocket, opens it to see who is calling him, and places it beside his ear.
"Hello!"
~Feltman Home
In the meantime, elsewhere in town, Darrel is speaking to someone on the phone.
"So I'll be there, and your brothers are coming with us for the weekend, okay, son," the voice comes from Earl, who is on the phone.
"Alright, I'll see you soon too, Dad." He hangs up the phone as he is eating dinner with his brothers, who look identical to him and are wearing sunglasses. One of them had white hair spiked up as Johnny Bravo styled it. His name's Casey, and he has a scar on the bottom of his body. The other beside him had a relish on his head, making it look like he had green hair styled in a pompadour look. His name was Augustus. He goes by the nickname Gus; under his hair had a scar on his head.
"So I'm guessing that was your father calling. Are you and he planning something for this weekend?" said his mother, a mustard bottle named Martha.
"Yeah, we're planning to go fishing before winter starts in three months," he said. They had done it together during their spare time when he was younger.
"Geez, you two should be slightly more creative than that," Gus says dully.
"Hey, I know it's simple, Gus, but I still enjoy spending time with him."
"Well, that's a little brother for you, Gus. He's always wanting to do the most boring halftime shows." Casey said with his arms crossed behind his back.
Gus says, "He doesn't get to do it often with Dad since the divorce." He is eating some pork that is on the table.
Darrel sighed after hearing this. He was the one who was hurt the most by this when he first heard the news. But it took some time for him to understand the situation; although Casey and Gus were visiting their mother and the middle child, they kept in touch with the family.
"(Sighs) I know, but I shouldn't dwell too much on it. His face turns into a smile. "Besides, I still need to focus on planning my career," he intends to be part of the police unit when he gets older.
"Yeah, I heard that you wanted to be a cop just like Earl. But maybe you should go with a different career instead. Feeling uneasy due to how the police are acting right now ever since the feline joined the force."
"Look, Mom, I know what's happening in our town. But I am still going through with it cause it's what I want to do with my life after I graduate high school."
"Well, if that's what you want to do with your life, I can't stop you from achieving your goal."
"(Chuckles a bit) ."
So, dude, I heard from my class that you've been hanging out with that Watterson kid for the past week." Casey said.
"You mean the blue cat sent to prison four years ago?" Gus.
"Yeah, ever since Clare reintroduced me to him, he's mellowed out since then, probably due to hanging out with Carrie and William."
"So her name's Clare, huh? So you got yourself a girlfriend, huh, bro." Gus was teasing him over this.
(Ha ha ha) in a sarcastic way" Very funny, Gus. Clare's just a friend. I already told you that I'm into guys."
Gus chuckles and then gives Darrel a hard poke or grind with the knuckles, especially on his head.
"Look, I know I'm just messing with ya, man." Darrel also laughs as he tries to get Gus off of him. With Casey and Martha laugh as well.
When he hears a ring on his phone, he picks it out of his pocket to see who it is.
"Uh, look, I have to take it since I already ate. I'll just excuse myself from the table then".
He walks away from the dinner table and picks up the phone.
"Oh hey, there, I didn't see you since. Wait a sec, how did you get my number?"
~Keane Home
Alan is with a plate of food. He saved from dinner with his parents after he did some volunteer work. He arrived at a door that said DO NOT ENTER it that was next to the door that was his room.
"Billy's Mom made some food for that was from dinner. But if you want to come out of your room for once, you can try to talk to us or just me at all." Then realized what he had just said.
"Oh, sorry, I forgot that you can't-" He gets interrupted by the door noob opening by itself. But when it opened, William glared at him with his eye red.
"Do not call me Billy." He's aware that the teal balloon cannot hear him.
He uses his powers to get the food tray from his knot. He then slams the door with Alan standing there.
"Okay, I understand you don't want to talk about it, but I'm glad you made some friends at school this year, buddy." Alan, who still has the optimism he's known for, floats away.
William was now eating his food in his room, with his fangs coming out of his eye.
"Ugh, He's such an airhead. I still can't believe we're related". He is irritated by his twin's upbeat attitude toward life.
He then hears his phone vibrate from his desk, and it floats towards him as he answers it by typing the words on it.
"What do you want"? William
Cooper Home
We cut to Clare lying on her bed in her pajamas, her hair in a ponytail, listening to sad music, and looking at old photos of her friends. She was sniffing, almost on the verge of tears, as the images returned some memories.
Until she heard her ringtone was Dragostea Din Tei but in the Finland language. She grabs her phone to reveal that the caller is Carrie, and she answers the phone and puts it near her head.
"Carrie, why are you calling me? It's 9:00 at night, and I was getting ready for bed."
There is a side frame with Carrie calling from the phone, and he looks a bit nervous.
"So Clare, how's it going." Carrie with an off-tone of happy/nervous voice.
"It was fine until you called me"? Clare with a moody tone.
"So, did you get an email about a curse or something"?.
"No, why are you asking me that."
"No," Gumball joined in. A frame image appears of him, followed by Darrel and William with some words on top of him.
"Nope," Darrel joins in.
"What kind of curse"? William joined in the conversation with some intrigue.
"Oh, nothing; if any of you get it, immediately forward the email." The ghost girl still sounded nervous.
"Why"?
"It's just nothing, but if you value your lives, you must forward it. Carrie sounded worried.
"It doesn't sound like nothing if you're this nervous"? Clare was seeing through this.
"Or it values our lives, for that matter." Darrel
"Are you feeling okay, Caroline, cause you sound very nervous right now"? Gumball is concerned about his ghost friend.
"I TOLD YOU EVERYTHING IS FINE, NICOLAS"! Carrie shouts on the phone.
"Look, there's something else I need to tell you guys."
"What is it"? Darrel.
"Remember the book you have with the missing pages"? Carrie
"Of course, The Adventures of-" Gumball
"Yes, that one..." Carrie cut him off.
"When I was looking in my attic, I found some missing pages of the book that might have to do with what happened to you this morning." Carrie
"Wait, what happened to him this morning"? William
" I heard that there was a fight at the gas station. Then Sal Left Thumb somehow made Officer Watterson's eye bleed out as a razor blade came out of it." Feeling a bit sick after hearing this as he was covering his mouth.
". That's sick". William is typing with a thumbs-up emoji.
"The same thing also happened to me. He somehow got scissors inside my neck, then I had to pull them out". Gumball is about to get into detail about it.
"CAN YOU GUYS NOT TALK ABOUT THIS STUFF RIGHT NOW? I JUST ATE." Darrel is shouting at them.
"I'm gonna kill him." William is typing with a skull on fire image.
"The cops beat you to that," Gumball informed him. The police gunned the crook down.
"Ugh. Why is it that I always miss the fun stuff? I could've easily handled the thug before the fight even began." William
"You really shouldn't tempt fate, Eyeball." Clare.
"..pfft Whatever". William typing.
"That's my line." Clare
"No, yours is more "mocking mopping." Carrie imitates her mopy self.
"You better stop that before I tell them about your pony obsession."
"What they who told you about that? Nicolas, was it you"?
"I never even said a word about that."
"Oh wow, the goth chick loves ponies. I haven't heard that one before". William
"Oh, can it, Billy." Carrie
"WHAT DID YOU SAY TO ME, TWINKLE SHINE? " William red-eyed in anger.
"HER NAME IS SASHA, YOU CLOD. "
"Guys, can we just get back on focusing on the subject at hand." Darrel is annoyed by others' picking.
"Ugh, anyway, I need you guys tomorrow at my house so we can talk about this. Except for William 'cause he pissed me off." Carrie
"Okay," Gumball
"Bye," Darrel
"Whatever you Punk Pony." William.
"See ya." Clare then turns off her phone, removing the other frames of them as well.
She then grabs the blanket, puts her head on the pillow, closes her eyes, and heads off to Dreamland.
Meanwhile, outside her house and zooming out of the boundaries of Elmore, the sign of the town population weird was glitching. As noises of a swarm of locusts came, they clouded the town's sky. The locust then separated as they began to go around town. What was strange about these insects was that they all had a golden shade on them with red eyes.
With one of them going into the Cooper home. As the bug cracks the window and crawls from the window into the bed of the sleeping emo girl hugging her stuffed animal. As she is snoring, she gets bit by the bug with its pincers on her neck.
Although she feels a little pain reacting to this while still asleep, the crushed bug falls off the bed, rolls under, and quickly morphs into something, still unknowingly to the sleepy teen.
~Elmore Streets
The next day around noon
It was after school as Gumball was walking down the street, and he was going to meet with others about Carrie about the strange abilities. Clare mentioned that she was sore in the morning because something bit her last night while she was asleep.
Until he hears the sound of something hissing, not of a cat or snake, he continues following the noise until he sees the cactus delinquent he met a month ago. Carmen was using graffiti to mess up the statue of the Elmore founder Icannothinkofaname.
The statue appears as a man in a hooded cloak with his arms up, only his eyes and mouth showing inside his cover. However, it is spray-painted in different colors with the words "ELMORE SUCKS" written on it. Carmen climbs to the face of the statue until she loses her balance and starts to fall off the figure. He expects to hit the ground but opens his eyes to see that Gumball has caught him.
But it was very awkward as the cabbit had one arm under her legs and the other supporting her back. Their faces were red as strawberries, and Gumball was surprised. While Carmen felt humiliated that he had his hands on her body, he carried her like some princess as she turned her head to face him.
YOU AGAIN?! Irritated that she keeps encountering the same annoying feline (remember, she doesn't know he's a hybrid).
Gumball sees her in a bad mood and tries to talk to her. For some reason, he was nervous about just talking to her alone even though he had gotten some advice from Clare for this, but this time he was on his own.
"Uh...hi.. there Carmen. You know, about a week ago, I asked you about something and-". Only to get headbutted by her in the face causing him to drop her with it landing on her back. She gets back up after she fixes her back and then glares at the cabbit.
"What do you want, loser?" she said disinterestedly as she continued vandalizing the statue.
Well, I want to know how to use one of these, and I thought you could teach me about it because you are the only one who knows how to use them." He holds up one of the spray cans she had been using.
If you finish that sentence, I will beat you with this spray can so hard that your skull will be so fractured it will be beyond repair, and for your question, the answer is no," she threatens him with Gumball, still seeing her as a humanoid cactus, but she is still intimidating.
"I'm sorry."
With his fist up and looking menacingly at him, he said, "You're going to be."
"No, I wanted to apologize to you for something earlier."
"What are you talking about, loser." Still disinterested in what he was saying, she sprayed the paint from the can, but it ran out.
"When we first met, I mistakenly thought you were a boy, so in retaliation, you punched me in the face, which I deserved. However, when I met you again, I felt my heart melt because you were truly... quite pretty."
"Flattery won't get you anywhere, furball, and I don't like you at all," she continued to do what she was doing, ignoring him.
He replied to her sentence with sincerity, "I like you."
Carmen turned her head towards him and raised her eyebrows at his words.
"What do you mean?"
After he told her that, the feline's face had a slight shade of strawberry. Carmen thought it was fear, but she realized he was embarrassed after saying it.
The cactus girl then drops the spray can she was holding and walks towards her to point at her face. She then takes a breath before putting her hands to her sides. However, she does not notice a basketball being bounced from the hoop and getting closer to them.
"Listen here, furball," Calmly said Carmen Rosa Verde while she was distracted by Gumball because she told him she wasn't interested in him.
Uh, Carmen? He's trying to warn her about the ball coming toward her, but she's too busy screaming at him. Then the cactus thug calls out to her from above.
"But she is not some cheap corruptible bimbo!" As she finished that sentence, the basketball bounced directly off the ground and hit Carmen's back, pushing her into Gumball's face—the ball popping on impact with the cactus spines.
This causes their lips to touch, causing Carmen to scream, though it sounds more like a whisper due to her mouth being locked lips with the feline. Gumball's face is now completely red. However, his eyes are twitching due to Carmen's branch hitting his eye. The cactus then pushes herself off him. Her face is now red from a mix of anger and the humiliation she just felt. Meanwhile, Gumball freezes there, trying to process what has just occurred.
"Y...YOOOOOUUUUU ARE...SO DEAD!" The cactus girl was about to give him a beating of a lifetime until she heard the sirens of the police coming.
She was still angry but then thought of a plan as soon as she heard them approaching.
"You know what Gumball is? I need you to stay here to ensure no one ruins my 'art piece.' She makes a forced smile while attempting to sound nice, but it's clear she's about to vomit.
She wasn't responding because the cactus was trying to wave its hand toward his face to get his attention.
"Okay? So I'll just be going now, and don't forget to stay right there... sweetie." Carmen was about to puke after saying that. Then she leaves the scene leaving the frozen feline behind.
While trying to rub off the kiss he gave her (more like a headbutt), she didn't care.
"Ugh, I never felt so humiliated. The next time I see him, he will get a smack to the face, and this time not with my lips," she clenched her hands in anger, denying that she might have enjoyed it.
"There he is!" Gumball was still frozen from the kiss, but he heard a familiar voice.
William, Darrel, Clare, and Carrie arrive on the scene. They find Gumball with a spray can in his hand and a vandalized statue behind him. The teen first grabs the cabbit by the arm, attempting to get him to move but to no avail.
Come on, Gumball, and we gotta move NOW!" She tried to pull harder, but he wouldn't budge.
"Seriously, what's wrong with you, Nicolas? Why aren't you moving?"
Carrie then picks up the can to remove any evidence, with William floating some of it with him. Darrell is starting to panic about this.
"What are you guys doing?" Clare asked, panicking as she still tried to get Gumball to move.
Darrell tries to scold Clare as he picks up one of the spray cans. "I'm trying to get rid of these," he says.
"There's no time for that. If we don't get out of here right now, we're all going to get arrested."
"Freeze hooligans and put your hands in the air!" A flash of light booms in front of the five children's faces. They all have their eyes wide with their irises shrunk when they see the cops before them. The Police Sheriff of Elmore, a pink doughnut named Clancy Rosenberg, leads the cops.
Darren then accidentally sprayed the police officer in the face and attempted to reason with him—Clancy then a glass at the hot dog.
"Um.. look, Officers, I can explain," Darrel nervously tries not to provoke the tossing of the spray can from his hand.
~Jail Cell In The Police Station
We cut to Darrel with a sad look on his face, along with William sitting with his wings closed and his eyes squinting to the left of the cell. Carrie has an ofuda on her forehead with her arms folded, and Clare who was mad with her hands on her hips. All three of them glared at the Cabbit, still frozen in shock.
"What do you have to say for yourself, dill weed." Carrie looks at the Cabbit, who has come to his senses, then looks down at the ground in shame.
He turns to see them with his ears down in embarrassment and sadness.
"I.. was weak." Shamefully saying this.
"Let me guess, you saw the cactus and then started acting like a brain-dead idiot again, right?" Clare assumes he got lost seeing Carmen again.
The cabbit nods in shame.
"Wait, what are you guys talking about"? William squints his eye as he sits with his wings folded like a bird.
"Clare thinks I have what you would call a crush on this girl." Gumball is talking to the eyeball.
".. Excuse me?" The eyeball is trying to raise an eyebrow but doesn't have one.
"So what's her name, Nicky?" Carrie teased him a bit with a snicker on her face.
"Well, it's-" Before he could say her name Clare interpreted him.
"He's talking about the thug that vandalized the statue we got framed for earlier." Clare
"Wait, who's she talking about, Nicolas?" The eyeball looks into the confused matter, looking at Gumball for answers.
"Her name is Carmen. She showed up with Julius a week before you arrived and beat him up. They planned to beat me up until I tried to talk to her...and it ended up with her slapping me in the face."
"Oh, I get it. You're into those kinds of girls..." William rolled his eyes at this nonsense and saw the hot dog guy still had his head on the bars in sadness.
"Also, does anyone else find it odd that they told us not to talk during the whole ride to the station, then told us to stay in the same positions we were in when they caught us?"
"Hey, Darrell, are you going to speak up or what?" William is talking to the hot dog guy but can't hear him.
Darrel? Hey, Darrel, are you even hearing me? His iris in his eye turns red as a sound wave sends Carrie, Darrel, and Clare crashing to the side of the jail cell where Gumball is.
"Why isn't he responding to me?" The eyeball uses his wings as arms in confusion.
"I think it's because he can't hear you, Will," Gumball informs William that he's unable to do.
"What are you talking about? You can hear me just fine, Nicolas".
"That's because I can read your thoughts." Gumball is unsure how he does that. Plus, even though you have a mouth, you cannot use it to communicate with others due to not having a tongue inside it.
"Huh"?
"You cannot speak at all."
"What, I can't talk? " The eyeball is trying to express shock. This causes him to realize that this was why he thought everyone was ignoring him, but they couldn't hear it.
"I thought you knew that?" Gumball is a bit surprised that the eyeball didn't know that.
"NO, I DIDN'T KNOW THAT I COULDN'T TALK AT ALL." His eye turns red again.
"Okay... William, I'll wait till you are a bit calmer while I try to consult Darrel, who is banging his head against the bars."
The cabbit then walks towards the sad hot dog.
"I can't believe I'm in jail," Darrel says this while sad as he hits his head on the bar of the cell.
"But you're not in jail. You're behind bars. If we were in prison, we all be in separate rooms ".Gumball.
"Thanks for pointing that out, Captain Obvious." Clare is still mad at the Cabbit, and she turns to the ghost girl, who is grumpy about her predicament.
"All I wanted was to meet up with you guys, but unfortunately, this idiot." points to Gumball. "Got me arrested." She then pouts with her arms crossed again.
"So why go through the bars then? You're a ghost, after all, Carrie"?
"Yeah, I could've escaped easily from this, but the PoPo but this stupid thing on my face which somehow disabled my powers." She points to the ofuda on her face.
"Plus, this keeps me from flying as well. I mean, look at me." The ghost girl stands up and shows her Casper-like legs." I look utterly ridiculous with these tiny legs."
Clare started to chuckle, seeing Carrie's pouty face turn red as she saw the emo girl laughing at her predicament.
"IT'S NOT FUNNY, CLARE"! The ghost was shouting at the emo teen.
The cabbit walks towards the grumpy ghost girl and then pats her on the head, trying to cheer her up.
But this causes her to retaliate by repeatedly punching him in anger, but the punches are so weak that it feels more like an elementary school student trying to hit a wall. She stops to catch her breath, then continues with her pitiful barrage of punches but gets tried again.
Until the prison doors are opened by a living Hot Dog, who looks very similar to Darrel with the Donut Sheriff with him.
"Cooper, Feltmen, Keane, Lokowitchki, and Watterson, you're free to go." The Sheriff calls each kid by their last name as they exit the cell. Darrel looks sheepish as the older hot dog looks at his son in disappointment.
"Wait for a second. Who's last name is Keane"? Clare has no idea who that is until Gumball pulls her coat and then points to the floating eyeball with wings, who is irritated.
"That's William's last name, sis," Gumball informs her.
"Wait, that's his last name. Does that mean he's related to him?"
"Alan's his brother," Carrie finishes Clare's answer.
"Remember how I told you that his brother also eats weirdly? I was referring to the teal-colored balloon." Darrel said.
"That's because he's full of hot air," William informs them about the balloon's ego. He uses his wings as hands.
"Wait, how is it possible for Alan to be a balloon and William to be a floating eyeball?"
"He told me it runs in the family but only on his dad's side. It skipped him, and unfortunately, only William got the gene." Gumball said although he didn't know why either.
"Their genes turn them into eyeballs"?
"Unfortunately, that smug face Alan got all the looks. Meanwhile, William stood with his wings folded and his eyes glowing."
The five looked at the two police officers in front of them as a whistle sounded from the hands of a man named Greg, who blew it to get their attention.
With his arm on his hip, Sheriff Rosenberg glared at the hooligans they had captured. He was surprised that one of the troublemakers was one of his subordinates, the Earl's son.
"Listen here, you're all going to tell me everything you know about what you were all doing vandalizing the town statue of our founder Icannothinkofaname," said the Donut, with his arms folded.
"Look, just let me explain what happened, frost before you go to" Darrel.
"YOU WILL SPEAK WHEN WE INTERROGATE YOU. UNDERSTAND"! Earl informs his son as Darrel when back down in his chair nervously.
"Yes...sir".
Clare holds up her hand. "Wait. Why is your founder called Icannotinkofa?"
~ Elmore Mall
Naming everything that's in the store is a massive bore. Vutuo is lurking in the shadows of the mall.
"Ugh, when Loki and the other two find the twelve, we get to phase two-"
He looked out the window to see an eight-bit spider removing cactus needles from its body while looking mad and attacking some debris.
"That cactus bitch got in the way of my fight with Gumball. The next time I see her, I will turn her into a pin cushion. But I'll have a rematch with Watterson for not putting up a fight. Heh heh." With his face filled with rage, Ocho fires his pellets at the debris below him like Space Invaders.
Gumball? That turquoise abomination? Interesting. Maybe this idiot will be helpful to me. Vutuo opens his mouth to reveal a golden arrow inside it and fires it at Ocho's butt, causing him to yelp in pain.