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Before I get started I just wanted to say thanks for the reviews, Pepper is not an OC and in the next chapter I will introduce a new character, heads up.

Look at me, come on, take a peek. Marshall thinks as he watches his favorite waitress clear another table. Fionna looks up, feeling those devouring eyes burning a hole at the base of her neck. She turns to catch Marshall's eyes. He looks away uninterested. She scoffs and rolls her eyes, returning to work. The little bell at the door rings and a pink man practically runs in, rushing to the counter where Cake just made another sale.

"Cake," he says, almost out of breath, "What's the Wi-Fi password here?!"

"CosmicOwl, no space, capitalize the c and the o, why sweetie?" Cake responded calmly.

"Internet's down at the house," he takes a seat at the booth nearest to an electrical outlet and turns on his laptop, "I'm currently participating in an auction, I can't lose!" He types in the Wi-Fi password, "Yes! Only thirty seconds left."

Fionna steps closer to Gumball, "Coffee?" she asks.

He doesn't look up at her, "No thanks."

As soon as she walks away Gumball screams out, "YES! That cookie cutter is MINE!" Everyone in the diner stares up at him as if he were a mad man. "Sorry," He is sitting back down when his gray eyes catch on to Fionna's bunny ears. "Fionna, what in the world are you doing here?"

"Well," Cake pips in, "it's nice of you to finally take notice of her, Gumball." The sassiness in her voice does not escape his ears. "Fionna here," she announces, "is the Candy Kingdom's hero, our best waitress. Thanks to her our costumer ratings has increased by 37% and Chrome and I finally have enough to remodel this place." Cake smiles at her hubby who is now at the cash register.

"Speaking of remodeling," Gumball closes his laptop, "when is that going to happen, Cake?"

Cake sits down in front of Gumball, "I already called the remodelers. They said that they'll take measurements in a week, and then remodel the next." She looks at Fionna who was just standing there awkwardly. "That means you get the week after next off." She smiles at her.

"Sounds like a plan." Fionna replies.

"You're not letting her out too late, are you Cake?"

"Nooooooo," she answers sassily, "She goes home at ten. You just don't see her because you're in your room all day."

"I'm doing important stuff." He remarks.

"Such as?" Cake inquires.

"Grading."

"Grading what? You're a home-ec teacher."

"So?"

"You have nothing to grade! You just like to be in your room watching and discussing politics with your niece."

"She's my aunt."

"She's younger than you! That makes her your niece."

"Age is but a number."

"Are you talking about Pepper?" Fionna asks.

"You know Pepper?" Gumball suddenly remembers she's there.

"Yes, well, kind of. She's in our—I mean your—class. She told me she was your aunt."

"Fionna," Gumball says in a lower tone than before, "will you do me a favor?"

"Sure Mr. Gumball."

"Drop the 'Mr.' we're not in class."

"Is that the favor?"

"Ha-ha, but no. I need you to be Pepper's friend."

"But she's kinda—"

"Yes, I know, she's an odd ball but she is also lonely. I can't get any work done with her always putting her nose into what I do." A slight shiver runs down his back as some other gray eyes look at him through one of the diner's windows. "Just try to be her friend. Please."

Fionna can't resist his puppy dog eyes; after all he is very handsome. She gives in. "Fine, I'll try."

He gets up and places his hand on her shoulder. "Thank you." He gets his laptop (it's pink btw). "Well, I'll be off. 'Bye Cake, goodbye Fionna." He waves at Chrome and leaves. In the stage area, Marshall can't help but notice Fionna standing there, love struck as Gumwad leaves. He crushes his soda can as instinct.