AUTHOR'S NOTE: Okies, if you want to really get what kind of feel I'm setting for this chapter, open a new tab. Go to Youtube and put on Pink- Just Give Me A Reason. Viola.
Gumball's P.O.V.
I walked quickly back to the front gates of the castle, taking long strides in an effort to keep ahead of Marceline. If I had to look at her right now, I would flip out, I swear to glob. I sighed as I bypassed the banana guards, instructing them to let Marcy in, too. They're not idiots, but sometimes it's good to make sure..
I saw Marshall sulking nearby and walked up to him. "What's wrong, shade-sucker?"
"Uh..." He blushed.
"Does it have something to do with a certain bunny-eared adventuress?" I raised an eyebrow.
"No!" He yelled, a little too quickly.
"Marsh..." I raised an eyebrow.
"Um... well... maybe. So what if it does?!" He retorted, face bright red.
"Nothing. I just had a hunch about her..." I shrugged.
I let the bait sit there for a few seconds, and, sure enough, he took it. "What? She's not into me like that."
I scoffed. "Yeah, right."
"What do you know that I don't, Bubba?"
"I know that she and Cake have 'whispered'"- I waggled my fingers- "conversations that they assume I don't hear. They generally consist of Cake encouraging her to 'make a move' on me, Fionna refusing, Cake questioning, and Fionna goes red and tells her that she can't there's another guy somewhere, and I'm not the right one for her. There's only three guys she's ever liked- Infern (Flame Prince), me and you, Marshall. And I somehow don't think either Fi or Infern are gonna want to try getting together."
"Fine." He held up his hands in defeat. "Just so you can see how wrong you are, dude."
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Several minutes later, I hid behind a couch as Fionna walked into the room, looking for Marshall, who had, after much coaxing, called out to her. He sat awkwardly on the edge of the couch, trying way too hard to be casual. "Hey, Fi. Sup?"
"Not much. You?" She flopped down, carefully staying a small distance away from him.
"Meh. Hey, can I talk to you about something serious?" He asked, touching her hand.
"What's wrong? Is Peeg okay?" She sat up straight. I winced. Of course she'd be worried about me... I was her ward for protecting... although, with my re-knighting, she may be slightly redundant.
"No." I heard Marshall deflate. "It's about... me."
"Oh... uh... okay, shoot." She sounded a little wary now.
"Well... oh, screw it. I really do love you. You're smart and funny, and I love your smile. I think you're sweet and we could last for a while. You're pretty and kind, and I wish you were mine. I know I screwed stuff up a lot, l-like at LSP's party with the cream puffs and stuff, and then I kissed you randomly, and then I just blurted out h-how I feel. I really didn't mean for you to find out like that. I'm seriously sorry, for being such a total idiot, and... and everything. But I'm not sorry for my feelings, Fionna, and I love you." He finished with a small sigh.
I blinked, eyes wide. 'Whoa...' I thought.
"Marshall... jeez, you're yanking my chain again, aren't you?" Fionna said, and I practically felt Marshall Lee flinch.
"No, I'm not, Fionna." He said weakly.
"Well, you're not gonna trick me again. I mean, glob, I'm just so sick of your games! I can only take so much before I put my foot down, alright? Now, unless you wanna fake your own death again, I'm outta here. Leave. Me. Alone." If her tone had been much colder, she would have icicles hanging from her teeth.
"But, Fi-"
"Dude! Do I need to start quoting Twilight at you to make you leave." She paused and smirked."You know, it's ironic. You hate him, but a vampire trying to make doe eyes at a human? Hello, Mr. Cullen." She spat before turning her heel and stalking out the door.
I cautiously poked my head over the back of the couch. Marshall's shoulders were shaking slightly, and he was white as a sheet. "Satisfied? Happy now you've witnessed me getting my heart broken?" He asked bitterly.
"I'm sorry, Marsh. This is my fault. I shouldn't have pushed you to talk to her." I grimaced.
Marshall shook his head sadly and floated out through a wall into the courtyard.
AUTHOR'S NOTE:
(Somewhere in AuthorSpace...)
milomeepit: Huh? Oh, must be that time of chapter again. 'Sup, guys! *Waves cheerfully at the varying broken-hearted, injured, unsure-of-their-own-existence, or otherwise unhappy characters*
Gumball: *Glaring at her* Really?!
milomeepit: What?
Marceline: We... are going... to kill you.
milomeepit: What did I do?
(Marshall starts singing 'The Special Two' under his breath, glaring at milomeepit)
Gumball: *Rolls up his sleeves* Don't forget, milomeepit, you gave me super strength.
milomeepit: Uh... um... *Backing away, hands held up in (POINTLESS) defence* Eh, heh-heh-heh, c'mon, guys... it's just for fun...
Marshall: *Comes flying at milomeepit, grabbing her by the shirt and lifting her up into the air* Just. For. FUN, HUH?!
milomeepit: Yep. Uh.. don't kill me. please...
Marshall: And why not?
milomeepit: I... I'll fix it, I swear! *Hands clasped together pleadingly*
Marceline: You'll fix everything? *Heavily skeptical tone*
milomeepit: Uh-huh, I swear! J-Just gimmie a few chapters!