Gumball is thirty four weeks pregnant, which is eight months!
Edit: Also, I'm gonna post the next five chapters now so it can be complete!
Weeks were filled, crazily, with plans, plans, plans and yes, more plans. Gumball was becoming so sick and tired of all the plans for the coronation and the wedding but knew it'd be worth it. He was only crabby due to his his belly. It was huge now, it seemed, making him wonder if it was going to get any bigger and the Braxton Hicks contractions he once experienced five weeks ago were consistent most days, he felt nothing but discomfort because of his large belly and he had that stupid shortness of breath which got worse should the baby manage to somehow kick his lungs. He had itchy skin, fatigue but also trouble sleeping, hot flashes and the embarrassing urinary incontinence. Which, as he'd explained before, was the literal lack of voluntary control of when he urinated. When that didn't get through to anyone he basically just shouted he couldn't control when he peed in his sleep and stormed off.
That's where he was now, blushing hotly while waiting for the shower to get hot. He'd wet himself, just as a Braxton Hicks contraction hit him and Fionna, Marshall and Flame King all thought he had gone into labor when the wetness spread down his pant legs soaking the light color to a deep blue. He felt his cheeks throbbing hotly with his blush still, the baby kicking him insistently and he scowled. This little monster, she sat on his bladder constantly and as much as he seriously adored her and loved his daughter desperately, he wanted her to get out already.
He stuck his hand under the water, through the curtain then carefully stepped under the water and sighed at the hot water that soothed his tense muscles in his neck and back. He moved his hands over his hair, moving the strands away from his face when he heard the bathroom door opening and sighed out huffily. He knew exactly who it was and why he was here, though he was irritated with him, and stuck his head out of the shower curtain scowling at his fiancee who smiled almost sheepishly, hands flat palms facing Gumball.
"I come in peace, baby." He said with the sheepish smile in place making the prince squint in response to this. He had a feeling like there something up. "I'm sorry I laughed when you peed yourself, Bubba. I feel bad now and I promise next time it happens I won't be laughing."
"I don't care." He replied in a flat tone before going behind the curtain again ultimately dismissing the vampire. He picked up the shampoo scrubbing his hair, the hot water seeming to help ease the itching of his skin and he sighed tilting his head back letting the soap run down his back as he rinsed it out only to hear the curtain swish open and Marshall to step in behind him making him jump "Marshall!"
"What?" The other replied, the soap finally being washed out of his hair, and Gumball turned quick as he could to glare at Marshall who stood behind him. Gloriously naked. When was the last time they'd been naked at the same time? Back when he wasn't even showing, that's how long ago. "I want to take a shower with you! I needed to take one as well so how bout that? Conserving water and all that good shit."
"Of course that's always your excuse." He sighed out rolling his eyes when Marshall pressed the back of his fingers against his cheek and he closed his eyes in response. He wasn't truly irritated anymore but the irritation still fluttered through him stupidly, with those stupid mood swings. It didn't take a lot to get him irritated or angry anymore, just the simple way someone could put a cup down pissed him off.
"My sweet Candy Prince!" Marshall sighed stepping closer, his hair hanging in wet strands that dripped water and he curled his arms around Gumball. The prince couldn't help but think his words almost sounded like a goodbye, like some tragedy had just taken place, and he felt his irritation melting away.
"What's wrong?" Gumball mumbled softly when he felt fingers moving through his hair and he looked at the vampire who smiled softly. He felt hands framing his stomach then and Marshall bent down and pressed a kiss to the top of his large stomach. "Marsh?"
"Nothing, baby. I love you." Marshall replied in an almost marveling tone and he then stroked Gumball's stomach like he was stroking Mortuus or Schwabelle. "You know, I'm completely head over heels for you, baby."
"I know, darling." Gumball sighed out then jerked with a blush when Marshall looked up with a wide grin. The prince picked up the conditioner, using that as an opportunity to tilt his face up when a bark of a laugh spilled out of Marshall's mouth and his face burned. Stupid, stupid, stupid.
"Did you just call me 'darling'?" Marshall asked rather jokingly when he stood straight and Gumball continued to wash his hair then rinsed the conditioner out of his hair and was forced to make eye contact with the vampire when he straightened his head.
"It-It just slipped out!" He mumbled with his cheeks burning when the other leaned forward kissing his cheek happily. He looked at Marshall who smiled then, brightly and then kissed his cheek again before setting to work on washing his own black locks of hair.
"It's sweet~" He replied making Gumball, somehow, blush further as he looked at the vampire. "I call you baby and you call me darling~ We're becoming a married couple already, Bubs!"
Gumball blinked a few times as he picked up the body wash and laughed then. "That we are, Marshall Lee." He replied cleaning his arms, around the itchy skin of his belly, underneath to his private areas and then handed Marshall the sponge he used. "Help me?"
"Of course, baby~" Marshall laughed gently but sweetly taking the sponge and the pink prince turned then letting Marshall clean his legs, starting at the legs. Gumball let out a little squeak when Marshall took his sweet time by his knees, moving up to his thighs making the prince blush fiercely and his breath hitch gently when the sponge swept up his inner thighs and he shivered.
"You sure are taking your sweet time." Gumball noted taking a deep breath, his legs spreading just a bit when Marshall nudged them open a little more to get to the top of his inner thighs and then swiped around the front, side and worked his way down the back of his thighs.
"Of course I am!" Marshall chuckled looking up at the prince before standing up and scrubbing his back softly. "It's been forever since we have both been naked together and forever since I've gotten to touch you while we were both naked."
"Nothings stopping you, Marsh~" Gumball playfully replied when the vampire scowled so playfully in response he nearly broke down laughing. He then opened the curtain, after the soap had all slid down his body and swirled to the drain and stepped out carefully. "Have fun~"
Marshall blinked a few times, his hair dripping and the soapy sponge still clutched tight in his hand when he smirked. "I'll be in to help you get dressed, since you always have such a hard time with it~"
Gumball then felt his breath hitch in hope and he wrapped the robe he always wore around him, the fabric flinging to his wet skin and his hair, swept from his face, dripped water onto the robe making darker shades of the soft red color. "I'll see you in there then~"
"That wasn't even a touch of how wild I can be~" Marshall purred in between pants when he moved his hands through his hair and he laughed. "I guess that shower and all that soapy washing was completely useless, huh?"
Gumball laughed breathlessly, nuzzling his sweaty cheek to Marshall's equally sweaty chest closing his eyes. "How do those bites feel? I'll have to disinfect them when we get up out of bed."
"Nah, they'll be fine~ I know where your mouth has been anyhow~" Marshall replied kissing Gumball's hair smirking when he felt the heat radiate off Gumball's cheeks from the intensity of his blush. "Come on, I'll hose you down like a horse~" He sat up making the prince slid off and whine but smile up at the vampire.
"Alright alright, I don't think we need to wash any hair this time round just a body wash!" Gumball replied sitting up, moving to the edge of their bed then looked at the sheets grimacing with a blush. "We'll have to wash the sheets as well."
"I got it covered, baby~" Marshall sang pulling the used condom off of him, tying it off and dropping it in the little trash bin in the bedroom. He then walked around the bed, grinning widely, as he walked up to Gumball who blushed and he pressed the backs of his fingers against the hot blush. "Take your shower, I'll take care of it~"
"Okay!" Gumball smiled moving his arms up to hug Marshall, who had curled his arms around his waist when he cringed. He whined lowly at that all too familiar squeezing ache in his groin area and he winced when a sharp bolt of pain accompanied it. He felt Marshall lightly rub his upper back and stare at him wide eyed in concern.
"That's the fifth time in two hours, isn't it?" Marshall asked when Gumball looked away blushing still and Marshall frowned lightly. "Baby, you should talk to Fi or call Doctor Prince. We can't be just ignoring them if there's been five in two hours, I don't want a baby to be plopping out on the floor an-" He stopped then looked at Gumball wide eyed. "Wait, how is that baby going to come out of you?"
Gumball sighed pulling from the hug to walk to his adjoining bathroom, rubbing his large stomach while the baby kicked happily in response. "C section, like Fionna did. I have a pseudo womb, yes, but I don't have a birth canal like she does. So if I do, just so happen too, go into labor my water will break like hers did but that's it. I'd be agony and the child would go into distress because I have no natural birth canal to push her out."
"Wow." Marshall replied blinking a few times, his eyes wide. "So C section. Would you have scars after it? Not that I'm so shallow I'd never sleep with you if you had scars or anything! I'm just curious."
"It'll leave some scarring but nothing my making a remedy for won't solve." He replied then smiled at the vampire, who'd followed him to his adjoining bathroom. "Don't worry ,the scarring won't be horrible." He walked - well, waddled into the bathroom to the shower turning it on an moving his hand through his hair, marveling at how soft and fluffy it was compared to Marshall's silky locks of hair. He then turned facing the vampire, managing to hold back a grimace when another Braxton Hicks contraction struck him and he prided himself in keeping his smile in place. "Now, go and clean the bed sheets."
"Aye aye!" Marshall saluted to the prince before pecking his lips softly and then turning on his heel, walking out of the room to yank the bed sheets off. Gumball shut the door halfway and stepped into the shower, shivering under the heat when a new pain hit him making him gasp.
This wasn't the tightening squeeze of the Braxton Hicks he'd grown accustomed too, no this was far far different and worse. He held his breath against it until it dissipated and he pulled in a breath, to calm his pounding heart and the anxiety that nearly crippled him. He made as quick work as he could to clean himself. But it must have been the movements that caused another deep, ugly spear of that new pain to hit him and he gritted his teeth to keep from crying out as he finished cleaning his body when the baby kicked. Hard. Harder than anything he remembered her doing and he groaned lowly. That pain hit him again, with zero mercy in between them just hitting him after two or three minutes each time making his head spin. He turned the water off, right after this pain ended and leaned against the wall, panting lightly shuddering at the cold assaulting his body.
He could hear Marshall humming in the next room and it calmed him when the pain hit yet again and he covered his mouth to muffle the noise. He nearly felt his knees buckle when he looked down, pulling his hand from his mouth, only to wish he hadn't when the sight and the pain speared him making him cry out. Blood! He was bleeding! That can't be good that had to mean something was-
"Marshall!" He screeched holding his stomach against another onslaught of pain. "Marshall!" Where was he? Oh no, no no no no, don't tell him Marshall left! He sobbed as each new wave of pain brought another trickle of blood and he tried to keep from sobbing, from freaking out.
"Bubba?" Oh, how beautiful his voice was! Oh, he didn't even care about his stupid nickname as a sob flew from his lips. "Gumball? What's wrong? Are they really that painful or something? Do you need some heating pads and-" He stopped then rushed forward to the bath yanking the curtain open only for his eyes to widen.
"Marshall!" Gumball sobbed out his name holding his hands out looking up at the vampire gasping in and out like he couldn't get any air into his lungs. "Somethings wrong! Som-Something's super wrong we ne-need to get to Doctor Prince now!"
How could it be that those words, simple words, could be so laced with different shades of pain? Marshall didn't know but what he did know was as he picked up his naked fiancee, the blood dripping onto the floor in perfect circles, that unlike when Fionna went into labor he felt it. The fear, that cold grip on his insides, that Gumball must have felt. He nearly dropped the prince as he ran to the balcony, kicking the door open and clinging to his fiancee who whined or moaned when the pain got too intense and he took off flying with no hesitation.