Chapter Six
Gumball's P.O.V.
Things became slightly awkward there when Bubblegum and Marshall burst in, arguing loudly. They froze when they saw us, Marceline's tear-streaked face, and flour dusting over everything and my protective embrace around her just before we snapped apart.
"What the…" They said in unison. Bubblegum looked rather startled, but pleased at the same time. Marshall looked like someone had stuck a knife in his back for a minute, and then just shrugged.
"Bubba, it's you choice if you decide to fall for a deamon, but if she turns out to be the devil in disguse, don't come crying back to me." He grinned at me.
"Th-thanks, Marsh-" Marceline started, but Marshall cut her off with a glare.
"Wasn't talking to you, you stupid brat." He scowled and stormed out.
"Uh, I'll, um, leave." Bubblegum pointed at the door and quietly let herself out.
Marceline looked close to tears again. I put a comforting arm around her, and she leaned into me. "Its okay, Marcy." I whispered. "It's all okay."
"I just want him to like me. To accept me as his sister. Ugh!" She yelled, pulling away from me and kicking the wall. "Stupid Marshall! I hate him! He's a self-centred, obnoxious prick!"
"You really shouldn't hate him. He's not so bad." I said. She glared at me.
I shrugged. "Worst comes to worst, we cand always use ducktape to stick your family back together."
She smiled a little. "You know what, Science Boy? Upon doing some of my own experiments, I had come to the folowing conclusions; One that you can be utterly ridiculous. Two, that I have a huge crush on you. Three, either you've got a crush on me, or you're yanking my chain, which is usually lethal to the person pulling." She joked.
I smiled and touched her cheek, brushing flour off of her face, and she, with no warning whatsoever, stretched up on tiptoes and kissed me on the lips. I blinked in surprise. How many more ways was my brain going to get fried today? From her popping up in my bedroom with death threats to kissing me and giggling in less than twelve hours… What was with this girl?!
I decided, as I hugged her again, that whatever it was, I liked it.