Next chapter! I am listening to James Blunt's out of my mind right now and ILOVEITSOMUCH! Just thought I'd randomly share that to you guys.

I don't need no alibi,

I'm a puppet on a string

I just need this stage to be seen...

Such a good song. Makes no sense though. Anyway, on with the story!

I walked up the stairs until I came to the balcony. Gumball was sitting at a table, his chin resting in the palm of his hand. I coughed lightly, and he spun around to see me. He smiled, and got up from the table.

"Fionna," He said. "How wonderful. Cake gave you my message then?" I nodded.

Gumball walked back over to the table, and I followed him. He motioned for me to sit across from him, and I did so, slinging off my backpack and dumping it down beside my chair. Gumball winced as my sword clattered against the candy floors.

Gumball poured us a cup of tea each, in delicate china mugs, and he sipped it slowly, while I slurped and gulped down the whole cup in one go. What? I'm no princess.

"Fionna," Gumball began. I looked up. "You're probably wondering why I asked you here today." I nodded.

"Actually, yeah."

"Well, I guess I just wanted to apologise. For the other night." I still felt slightly guilty.

"Yeah, me too bro." Gumball smiled.

"Well. I'm glad we got that done. I don't like it when we argue." I grinned.

"Yeah, me neither," I looked at him, and was suddenly reminded of Princess Bubblegum and the alternate universe. "Actually, Gumball, there is something else I'd like to talk to about."

"Really? Me too."

"You go first." I said, interested. Gumball flushed ever so slightly pink. Well, pinker than his usual complexion.

"Well…Fionna, recently I've been…well, what I mean to say is…" He was suddenly interrupted by a crashing sound, and a massive cloud of smoke appearing just inside the castle from where we were sitting. I jumped up from my seat and grabbed my sword as I saw a silhouette of a massive monster in the smoke.

I ran at it with my sword raised, yelling a battle cry. I raced right at where it should be, but just as I got to it there was nothing there. The monster had disappeared. I looked around, slightly lost in the cloud of smoke, but couldn't see anything. Then I gasped as an arm suddenly wrapped around me from behind, and heard a deep, teasing voice in my ear.

"Scared, Fi?" I punched Marshall in the side, and he released me, chuckling. I heard Gumball clear his throat, and saw Marshall turn to him. Marshall smirked, and landed on the floor, still in the shade of the castle.

"Gummy Butt!" He exclaimed. "How wonderful to see you! Now bow down to me." Gumball looked confused.

"I don't ha…"

"Ah ah ah! In case you've forgotten," He pointed to himself. "King," He pointed to Gumball. "Prince. By the rules of royal peeps, you have to bow down to someone who outranks you. Now get on the floor, Gummy." Gumball stood up, his face bright pink in fury.

"I don't have to obey a word of yours, vampire." Marshall laughed.

"Sorry, but you do." Gumball looked livid, and he stood stubbornly upright.

"I'd never bow to a monster." Marshall faked a hurt expression.

"Oh, that was low, Gummy. Real low." I pushed between them.

"Ok, knock it off you two. Marsh, what did you come here for?" Marshall looked pleased at the nickname for some reason. He turned to me with a to die for smile.

"I came to see you, of course. I'm throwing a Halloween concert in a week. I want you to be there." I grinned.

"Of course I'll come! It sounds great."

"Hey," Gumball said. "How did you even know she'd be here?" Marshall smirked.

"I have my ways, Gummy."

"You mean you spied on her?"

"Did I ever say that?"

"Ok, you two. Stop fighting, will you? For me?"

"Only for you, Fi." Marshall said, grabbing my hand and kissing it, much to Gumball's anger. I wished they could get along.

"Thanks Marsh. Gumball?" Gumball sighed.

"Fine. For you." He cast an angry glance in Marshall's direction. Marshall floated up to the ceiling.

"Well, I've got to go, but before I forget," He pulled a chain off from around his own neck, and dropped it over my head. "Show that to the security guards after the show, and they'll let you come backstage so I can introduce you to the band and stuff." I grinned my thanks, and Marshall disappeared, leaving Gumball and I alone.

"So," I said, sitting back at the table. "What did you want to tell me before…Marshall." Gumball sat back down as well with a sigh.

"Never mind. It doesn't really matter," He took a sip of tea. "What did you want to tell me?"

"Oh, yeah," I said. "I was out adventuring the other day, and I came across a portal." Gumball looked interested. Note I left out the fact that I was adventuring with Marshall.

"A portal? Where did it lead?"

"Well, I went through it and I came out in a place called Ooo, and it was basically like Aaa, except everything was the opposite," Gumball looked confused. "Like, I was a boy called Finn, and he had a brother who was a dog called Jake. And there was a Candy Kingdom ruled over by Princess Bubblegum."

"So, I was a girl?" I nodded, and Gumball grinned. "Was I gorgeous?" I laughed.

"Of course not," I said. "Nothing could make you gorgeous, Gumball." Gumball pretended to look hurt.

"How dare you, Fionna?" I laughed, and he joined me.

"But seriously," I said. "Don't you wanna check out the portal." He looked thoughtful.

"Maybe," I was confused. I would have thought Gumball would be eager to check out the portal. He noticed my puzzled expression and explained. "I mean, if you go through a portal and meet your opposite self, and you touch, would the world explode?" I sat back in my seat.

"I don't know. Maybe."

LOL! That's actually a quote from a pic I saw once of Marshall Lee and Marceline. Just thought it kinda fit the moment. So, thanks to Guest for the idea of the concert, that will be coming up in the next chapter hopefully. If I don't get it out before Halloween please don't kill me!

Oh, also I've got an interschool cricket competition on the 31st and I'm really nervous :P. Fortunately my friend is also competing so I'll have her there with me so phew! But seriously, wish me luck. Or pray if that's your thing, it is mine.

Random question of this chapter: Does anyone out there love James Blunt out of my mind (or just james blunt)?

Anyways, 2x out!