Chapter 38: The Morning After

(The next morning)

Amber woke up early and found Cato sleeping below her head. His arm splayed across her torso like she's his personal body pillow.

She gently took his arm off of her and got up before laying his arm on his chest. "You always looked so adorable when you're asleep." Amber said silently. She gave Cato a loving kiss on his forehead.

The alarm clock showed 6.45 am, a few minutes until the alarm goes off. She changed her shirt, hoping Cato not to wake up while she's in her underwear, then goes downstairs to cook breakfast for him and Carrie.

Once she got downstairs, she was shocked to see the mess. The TV was left on, there's popcorn all over the carpet and couch, wine spilled on the coffee table, and glasses not kept in place.

Amber had a rage fuelling for Gumball and Carrie. It had to be them. Although, she was also wondering why they were drinking wine, since Carrie's dad said that it was only for him. That and they were still too young but she thought that doesn't matter in this day and age.

She arranged the glasses on the coffee table and threw away the empty wine bottles. The rest she planned to punish them for it. "They got a lot of explaining to do."

Now that she thought of it, she didn't see either of them on Carrie's bed or anywhere in the living room. They couldn't be in Cato's room since she took a glimpse of the empty bed before walking (floating) down the stairs. "Did they go out last night?" She brushed the thought since they're going to school later anyway.

She went to the kitchen, put on an apron and cooked breakfast for her and Cato, since she thought Gumball and Carrie went out somewhere. She pulled out a spatula from the drawer and two pairs of eggs from the fridge. "Sunny-side up, just how he likes it." she thought.

Then, a pair of white masculine arms came from behind and grabbed Amber by the waist. Amber had a small shock fit inside her head before she heard her love's voice. "Did I scare you, beautiful?"

"Yeah, but now it's comforting. You don't have to let go." she said.

"Awesome." Cato said as he put his chin on Amber's shoulder. "Smells good. I can't tell whether that's the cooking or you that's smoking hot."

"You're looking mighty tasty yourself this morning." Amber said jokingly, playing along with Cato's flirting. For whatever reason, Cato is the flirtiest when he's drowzy or just got out of bed. But she didn't complain.

Amber got what she asked for and Cato turned her around and kissed her without holding back. Amber, spatula still in hand, put her arms over Cato's shoulder. "How did I taste, chef?"

"10/10." Amber said giggling. "Go and take a shower first, you're still a little woozy. This is gonna be awhile anyway so your food will still be hot once you get down here."

"Care to join me?" Cato said before giving a peck on her cheek and going back upstairs. She was sure he was being rhetorical, although she can't lie that the thought wasn't lingering in her head before.

After 15 minutes, the couple were eating breakfast on the dinner table. Cato wouldn't stop looking back to the mess at the living room.

"Somebody's had one hell of a night." Cato said.

"Guess who it was." Amber said, still frustrated at the mess.

"You know, you don't need to act like the housemaid of the mansion. You could just tell those two to clean up their mess after." Cato suggested.

"That's my plan."

"Speaking of which, where are those two? Haven't seen them anywhere." Cato said, frantically looking around the kitchen and living room and back.

"No idea. I thought they went out last night and haven't come back. And by the looks of the wine bottles I threw out..."

"They had wine?" Cato interrupted.

"Yeah, two empty bottles. Pretty old, which can't be good. If they did go out last night, they weren't in their right mind. I just hope they're safe."

"One way to find out. We should hurry and get ready for school."

They finished their meal and got ready for school before, again, racing to see who can get to the bus stop first.

The couple were met by the rest of the Wattersons at the bus stop.

Their first question... "Where's Gumball?"

Cato and Amber looked at each other before Cato answered. "We don't know, we thought he and Carrie left before us." He was half lying, not putting in the fact that they may gotten drunk last night.

"Mrs. Mom was wondering where he was last night. He missed curfew, he never mentioned about sleeping over, and he wouldn't pick up the phone. So you can understand that she's pissed." Darwin explained.

"Cool, we got a missing cat and ghost to find." Dante said sarcastically.

The wait and the bus ride went on as usual until they got to school. Everyone got to their lockers to put their bags and take out their books.

Class went on normally. Only...

"Gumball isn't here. Neither is Carrie. Where the fuck are they?"

(Back at the mansion)

Gumball woke up with a massive headache and groaned loudly. He took a moment to scan the room but it wasn't where he remembered he was last night.

"What is this room?" he thought.

He looked at the clock next to the bed. 10.30. Looks like they missed school. He tried to get up but only then realized the weight on his chest. It was Carrie's arm, amd the sight of her wasn't as pleasant as he was used to.

She was naked. Gumball could see her breasts perk clearly. Her face was sweating and she even smelled of something he wasn't familiar with. He lifted up the blanket and just as he thought. He was naked as well. That's when it hit him.

Flashing images played in his head. Him kissing Carrie on the bed, touching her in various places, hearing Carrie moan, and the ultimate move he could ever do on her as a man. Basically they had sex.

And worse, he had little to no memory of how it went. He didn't see a piece of plastic on the ground so he was probably not wearing protection. "Did I get her pregnant?!" he thought with his eyes wide open.

Then, he heard a groan from beside him. "Gumball?" Carrie asked brushing off her eyes. "What happened last night? Where are we?" Carrie did the same as Gumball earlier and looked under the sheets. Her eyes immediately widen. "AND WHY ARE WE NAKED?!!" she yelled out.

"Carrie do you remember what happened at all last night?" Gumball asked.

"I remembered we were watching TV with some wine. And then.." Carrie said whilst also going through the same headache Gumball had.

That's when she remembered by flashing images going through her mind. Her kissing Gumball, carressing his body, listening to Gumball whispering something sexual, and finally had sex with him, which kinda made Carrie wonder about her ability to morph her ghost tail into a lower body since she never learned how to do it or asked Amber to teach her. But the main point was...

"Oh my gosh, we had sex!" Carrie yelled.

"Shh the others might be here still." Gumball said trying to hush them.

"We had sex, we had sex, Gumball do you know how bad..." Carrie said cupping her hands in her face until she noticed she was touching some sticky liquid. She scrapped it off her face with her finger and licked it off.

"Carrie..." Gumball said trying to be calm.

"What?" Carrie asked obliviously, still licking.

"That thing you just licked off, I think that was from last night."

Carrie started looking like she was about to pass out. She took the sheets right off of her bed, revealing both their bare bodies and she got up trying to cover herself.

Gumball, on the other hand, continued to be the dummy he is and sat there staring at Carrie. Carrie blushed as well, not just because he was staring at her but she was also staring at his...

Gumball noticed where she was staring and immediately grabbed his clothes conveniently next to him to cover himself.

After an embarassing exchange and putting on their clothes, they both sat on the edge of the bed.

"At least since that thing was on my face, means you didn't get me pregnant." Carrie suggested.

"I hope so. Or else we're dead." Gumball replied. "This is how we did our first time, completely drunk."

"Well..." Carrie started, laying her head on Gumball's shoulder. "I'd be lying if I said it didn't feel great. For a first time, I guess. Maybe we can do this again, if you don't mind."

"Maybe let's not do it too often or else we won't be able to think anything else about it. Self-control. Then we can."

After looking through the mansion and concluding that nobody was home, they tried to make a cover-up story of what happened. The story of them having sex lingering around would be the last thing they want to happen. Few hours passed and their headaches start to feel better, but the ecstacy from last night still haven't left their heads as they continued to hang out together until the others get home.

(Evening)

"We've looked everywhere they could be. Where the hell are they?" Cato said, frustrated. Him and Amber were currently walking through the cemetry to the mansion.

"Maybe with any luck they're back here already." Amber said getting to the doorstep.

Once she opens the door, they found them sitting on the couch together.

"There you guys are!" Amber said.

"Where the fuck have you two been?" Cato followed.

"Long story." Carrie replied.

"Gumball, you better get your ass home. Your mom is really pissed." Cato said as if to drive him off.

Gumball, however, still complied, leaving them alone and about to face the horrible wrath that is her mother.

"And as for you, young lady." Amber started. "You got a lot to explain. So spill."

Carrie told her excuse and tried to convince them. Cato just rolled his eyes and waved it off - saying that as long as she was there to clean up her mess - and went to the kitchen. Amber, on the other hand, was skeptical and had suspicion on her face.

She didn't think too much of it and just told Carrie to clean up the mess. She obliged and got to work pretty quick as to not get Amber angry.

Not more than 10 minutes after that, the doorbell rang and they heard knocking on the door.

Cliffhanger alert. That's all I got for you guys right now. Apparently not an easy task writing a "The next morning" post-sex scene than I thought would have. First time for everything, I guess (no pun intended from the previous chapter). A little downtime too from whatever hell Gumball and Carrie put themselves into. And if Carrie's like this, wonder how Gumball would be talking to his mother with the same excuse. Anyway, that's the chapter. Hope you guys liked it, comment it and I'll see you guys in the next chapter.

Peace out!