A/N: Remember when I was afraid that the last chapter would be too short? Pfft, it turned out to be my longest chapter, lol! So guys, I have a bit of a personal matter going on in the 'real world' it's semi boy related, semi family related, so I'm not entirely sure if I can stay on my 3-updates-a-day schedule... OHH NOOOO! What will you all do?! I'm terribly sorry you guys! Lol, anyways, I'm am carrying this story through hell and back, and hell, if it dies, I'm carrying it's dead body too... Welp, without further ado, enjoy this chapter! It's a little bit... Lets say, more active than the last chapters...
Disclaimer: I own myself... I don't need no man! Ooh, and I don't own Adventure Time... I mean, would Pendalton Ward make an account on this site and start writing fanfiction of his own show? (that would actually be dope) Hell, if I owned Adventure Time, it would literally be 'Aventure Time, with Gumball and his sexy boyfriend Marshall Lee' and every episode would either be them fighting, kissing, screwing, or going through adventures!
Professional Disclaimer: I do not own Adventure Time.
Personal Disclaimer: I sure as hell wish I did...
Chapter 6- A Savory Taste of Freedom
(Gumball's Point Of View, I mean, who elses..?)
I hadn't slept at all last night. I had no choice but to stay awake and try my best to brake through this part of the chair I'm cuffed on. Call me a lunatic, but I swear up and down that I actually got it a wee bit looser! If I wasn't just thinking too wishfully, than that gave me a chance to finally brake out of this damn chair that I have sweat on, urinated on, and yes shamefully I admit, ejaculated on... But I had to say, it was an elegant chair. I kept moving my legs slightly so that I would always stay awake. I couldn't let myself be still, or I'd surely give into my exaughston... I'm so tired, I'm even forgetting how to spell big words, and that NEVER happens.
I kept tugging hard on the damn chair, until eventually Crack. The my cuffed hands were free from the seat! I couldn't believe it! If only I had worked that hard to escape sooner! I slid my hands from underneath my legs, and allowed my self, for the first time in days, to stand up straight. My tiredness faded as I gained my balance on the floor beneath me. I looked back at the seat. It looked the same, except one of the back rest supports (the one I was cuffed on) were slanted, allowing me to have slipped out. Luckily, I had looked around this room to see no indication of cameras. So unless Jacx ass was a master at spying on his prisoners or something, I shouldn't be caught already.
Quietly, I had stepped forward to the staircase out of the room. It was too early in the morning for the two guards to have come checked up on me, so hopefully they wouldn't walk down the hall just to see I have escaped the glob damn seat. I walked down quietly, using the left railing to support my self. I had no time to basically ravish myself in the delight of being somewhat free, I had to act fast.
Going down the dark red carpeted gloomy hallway, I quickly made my way down it to a two way intersection. I looked both ways, crossing the street style. I heard noise coming from the right, so I booked it down the left, still, my hands cuffed. I opened a door slightly, hoping not to alert somebody. And damn it, if there were somebody past the door, I would just kick them in the globbin balls. Luckily, it was just a balcony. I slowly stepped out, looking past it. The sun was rising, and the light was like something I hadn't seen in ages... 4 days, give or take. However, my eyes didn't flinch at it's arriving glorious light. I looked past the balcony, to see that I was three stories, close to a gorgeous indoor pool. Their were tables and tanning seats planted around the pools patio, and lovely looking planted flowers and bushes. Oddly enough, down a sandy trail from the pool, there was an altar...
I sighed. No way I was just going to jump down! I mean, what would I do than? It would be too reckless... And unlike somebody I know (I will not say his- or her name.) I don't make reckless decisions that screw me over eventually. I saw there was a second story diagonal roof to the right. It would take awhile, but I could possibly jump on their, slide down, and land on one of the tables... Maybe, If I didn't make too much noise. I decided against it, and went back inside, hoping to find another way.
Back in the hallways, I had looked down a hall to see so many doors... How would I begin to look in them?! I had no clue what layed behind them... Perhaps other guards, who knew?
"I jus' 'on't say why he insi' on 'oin off to da' trasparant 'oy!" I heard a familiar sharp annoying voice coming from down the other hall... Uh oh. The guards were strolling down. I couldn't go back to the seat, or they'd see my! I had to move forward.
Scaredly, I tried every door down the hallway. All of them were locked! And I couldn't pick any of them on my person, especially with my cuffed hands. Luckily, one door happened to be unlocked. I quickly made my way in, and shut the door abruptly. I quickly regretted making so much noise by doing it, cursing myself.
"Shit!" I said aloud, and than smacked my forehead for that. I turned around, as my eyes had grew wide. It was an office of sorts..? The most notable part of the room, however... Was a wall full of pictures of familiar faces... Including, me, Marshall Lee, Ms. Abedeer, three ghosts, a few demon guys, and Jacx? Well... A different looking version of Jacx. I walked up, jaw dropped at the jaw dropping sight of the 'shrine' perhaps you could call it. Their were pictures of me pinned,with hearts adorning them. X's over Marshall Lee's face. The other demons looked too young for me to assume either of them were either of Jacx guards, but that was my assumption.
And Jacx, himself. At least, I assumed it was Jacx. His hair was much longer, and he was even thinner... Slightly less built, with acne over his face. He looked, well, like a cute teenaged boy. Who was he though?! What the hell was he doing?! Not to mention, why. I'd have to think later, I wanna see what else I could find. I looked over to look at the desk. I opened some drawers, to see what I could find. I scurried through some files that I wished I could have time to look through, but I was looking for something else. A weapon, keys, a map, something that was 'in your face irony' or something... Well, needless to say, that's what I got.
"Oh my glob..." I slowly picked up what I saw. A black switch blade, that had small red writing on the edge of it... Even touching it felt familiar... I know this switch blade. I remember it, not like it was yesterday, but maybe the like it was the other day...
I remember...
Gumball giggled, pulling on his v-neck in NightO'sphereic heat. He giggled again, looking around, sitting against a crimson red tree, next to a messy haired Marshall Lee. Gumball laughed, and Marshall had finally gotten curious.
"What's so funny b-t-bubbz?" He asked, tilting his head, setting down his axe guitar.
"I'm just... Glob, my parents must really be such fools to not know I go to school here!" Gumball laughed, throwing his head back.
"Don't they think you go to some private place to learn stuff? Good glob, I'd gouge out my eyes..." Marshall Lee laughed, going back to strumming.
"... I just really can't wait for Homecoming! It's gonna be so cool! I mean, I'm one week into school, and already I've got so many friends!" Gumball giggled naively. Marshall Lee blinked twice, raising an eyebrow.
"Gumbutt, people that call you 'faggit' are NOT your friends." Marshall assured Gumball, not too upset. Gumball blinked, and frowned slightly.
"Oh... Yeaaaah." Gumball sighed, averting his eyes. Marshall and Gumball were quiet for a minute or two, until Marshall Lee sighed.
"Look, bro... I want you to have this." Marshall Lee said, pulling out a black switchblade from his pocket. Gumball scaredily gasped, quivering slightly.
"Ma-Marshall, that's a kn-knife!" Gumball whimpered. Marshall Lee laughed, blushing slightly... At how... Cute Gumball was.
"Don't be chump! Just... Take it... I want you to have it, just in case some guys try and like, fight you or something... And I'm not there..." He explained, looking away.
Gumball looked at Marshall. Marshall Lee at that moment had shown so much concern for Gumball like he had never heard before. Sure, he would be privately escorted with high level guards to cross the street, but this was different... And less unnecessary. Gumball scooched back closer to Marshall.
"Marshall Lee... Thank you, so much... But..." Gumball blushed slightly, putting his hand on Marshalls, pushing it back to Marshalls pocket gently. "I don't need it... Because, well... I'm always going to be around you..." Gumball laughed. Marshall Lee stayed straight faced for a minute, before laughing.
"... Gumball, you're a riot... You know that?" He said, laying back, arms behind his head.
"Yeah, and you're a strike..." Gumball retorted, Marshall Lee clenching his stomach in response, laughing. Gumball joined in laughter as well...
"Hahaa, oh lord Gumbutt..." ...
......
"Heheheh," Marshall Lee chuckled, un buttoning his shirt, slipping it off, revealing his chiseled muscly chest, as he leaned toward Gumball. "Speaking of your butt Gummy, take off those jeans bro, I'm gonna fill that ass of yours up~" Marshall Lee cackled evily, placing himself over Gumballs squirming body, each of his hands on one side of Gumballs shoulders. "Plus, isn't it uncomfortable to wear those tight things when you've got a hard on~?" Gumball instantly went to sucking on Marshall Lee's neck.
"Ooh yes Marshy, my ass is yours~ I want you to fill me up with you so very large di-
"GYAAAAH!" I HAVE TO STOP DOING THAT! Okay, okay, disclaimer, that last part did not actually happen! I've got to stop this romantic fantasy with Marshall Lee... Good grief! I wiped the pink locks of hair off of my forehead, and sighed, sitting down on the office seat. This switchblade was legit though.
Marshall Lee had kept it since that day, but always kept it on him, just in case... I do remember that now. But how did Jacx have it? This was all so hard to comprehend... I couldn't believe this, not in the slightest. I put it in my sweat pant pocket... Maybe I could use it later.
I didn't understand anything, except that I needed to escape from this place. No matter what it took. It seemed killing may be a neccesity, but is killing somebody here really even a murder? How would I live with myself? In fact, how would I even get home? What was I going to do... I couldn't stay, even if I was treated like a queen by Jacx... He wasn't Mar-damn it, stop it Gumball. Stop it. I couldn't keep getting distracted by Marshall Lee... I was so pathetic for him, such a fool. To think my first night here, I thought of how much I 'hated' him. And just now, I imagined him penetrating my prostate... Squirming under him... Being his one and only man he'd ever sleep with, being filled by his seaman, claimed by him, loved by him... I couldn't help myself.
I gripped the desk seat eagerly, closing my eyes, leaning my head back... Imagining what I wanted so badly to happen.
"Oooh, Gumball, your ass is so sweet..." He said, licking from my arse up my back with his vampiric forked tounge. I moaned at the delightful sensation, squirming at his-
Stop. It. Bubba. Stop it. Please stop it, control yourself, because I am about to cry. How fucking stupid was I to have messed up whatever we had... Did I mess it up? I must have, whatever we were, best friends, lovers, I couldn't remember... I flatter myself to say lovers. Like he would... Or like I would, even... Why? Were they memories, were they dreams, the actual dreams I mean... And why didn't it last? Did we really forget? I know I did... But couldn't he have been mature enough to talk to me? Why put on a facade of... Hating me...
Why did he do everything he had done recently... Excluding me... The ridicule, the shit talking... And why can't I remember Jacx... If I'm even supposed to... Who knew... I didn't, as much as I did. I stood up, looking out the window, towards the horizon... I needed to get back home, and make things right...
Clearly, whatever I was brought here for was Jacx motive. Nothing about the Lich Queen... And still, I wasn't going to submit to him. But I had already broken out of the seat... It seemed like the first chess piece has been moved. Luckily with the periodic table of elements, I knew the perfect strategy! Regardless... There was no turning back now...
A/N: Dammmmmmn! Loved this chapter! Things are spicing up~ What'd you guys think? Lol I hope this chapter didn't come off rushed. It's the one I've actually put the most work in, I think. I'm gonna start being more detailed or maybe just plain more interesting~ Till than guys~