Prince Gumball walks back into his bedroom, winking at Flame prince. He strikes a look of annoyance at Marshall and Fionna since they're still here, but his eyes soften around Marshall. FP only glares back. "What's wrong, my Prince?" Gumball leans in close, trying to kiss him. Flame Prince shoves him back across the room a few feet.
"Get away from me." He states hesitantly, wanting to yell.
"Flame, what's going on with you?" His eyes swivel to the vampires. "What did you tell him?" His eyes growing more intense as he takes a controlled step towards them. Marshall looks PG dead in the face.
"The truth" he says casually. Gumball's eyes grow in fear. A sinking feeling envelops his stomach. He feels like a bad rumor is being told about him, that everyone knows something he doesn't.
"What are you talking about?" He asks in bewilderment.
"I don't love you. We will never be together." Marshall says calmly, but loud. PG's face is blank. Marshall repeats the statement over and over.
"Yes you do." He mumbles so quietly, only Marshall hears him.
"You're a psycho, Gumball. You put yourself in this fake reality, and used Flame Prince. You're a terrible person and I hope you rot." He says in disgust. Gumball's blank face begins to falter.
"You're lying, you love me. You're jealous of FP." He says with anger lining his words.
"See, that's where you're wrong. I'M in love with Fionna, not you. I will never love you, and you have to understand that. You're sick, Gumball. And look at all the damage you've done, the people you've hurt, the lives you have disrupted. Are you proud of your actions?" Marshall stands over him as PG cowers beneath him, not able to understand.
"You love me." Marshall grunts in exasperation.
"Glob! Fionna, I'm fucking done trying to talk to him, he won't listen!" He walks off, conversing with his wife. Flame Prince's glare gets more intense, the whole time he's been glaring at Gumball, looking down on him like an insect.
"So where are we taking him?" Fionna whispers.
"It's a surprise." Marshall whispers back.
"Fine. I guess we should start going." The couple move towards the frightened prince, one on either side. In Gumball's mind, he's created several scenarios with him and Marshall.
"Marshall is going to ditch Fionna and run away with me, run away from this horrible place." He relishes the thought, focusing on it in his mind. The couple grab either of PG's arms, leading him out of the room.
Without notice, Flame Prince tackles Gumball, pouncing so accurately that the vampires only felt the tug of the prince's arms releasing from their grasp, and the slight pain from the flames so close to their skin. He lands on top of Gumball, pinning his arms and legs, he grows bigger, brighter. His hatred burns into his skull.
"HOW COULD YOU?" FP booms 2 inches from Gumball's face, his boiling rage finally showing itself after several minutes of silence and glares of hatred. "I trusted you. I fucking trusted you again! And what am I? Just some stupid subject in your little game. What was the ring for? The wedding invites, the apology, the kiss, EVERY MOMENT OF OUR LIVES TOGETHER? A game. I was just a weapon to you, a tool for making the 'love of your life' jealous. You made me think you were worth a second chance, but your aren't worth shit to me. Nobody hurts me twice." He draws back his hand and creates a fiery fist, not giving Prince Gumball time to reply.
The vampires try to pull him away, but the heat is too intense, they will both burn if they touch him, injured severely. His fist plummets through the gap between it and PG's face, seeming like a meteor in the sky. It connects with his cheek bone, instantly liquefying parts of his face. The vampires can do nothing but watch in horror. Prince Gumball struggles to get up, but can't. Without his arms or legs, he can't do anything but give terrified, pleading looks, still too shocked to speak. "Nobody hurts me twice." He repeats again, slamming his elbow into the Prince's chest. His flesh bubbles as it melts into a puddle with his skeleton showing.
Gumball's legs, arms, and torso are destroyed from Flame Prince pinning them down. The wedding ring melts, mixing with the pink goo that was once his body. Just as the Prince is reduced to disgusting puddle his last words are uttered. "He really does loves me."