Ch 11- Bullseye

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--Unknown location 1:00 pm--

Gumball and Phil had left Albuquerque and had landed in a grassy peaceful field.

"Hey man, why were you, tense after beating that Rocky guy?" Gumball asked.

"Well let's just say that while you were having your battle, he told me he killed my friend's parents and mocked me for sparing him." Phil said.

"Well, look on the bright side-"

"What bright side they're still dead!" Phil yelled.

"Well you killing him wouldn't have brought them back neither now would they?" Gumball said. "It's like trying to forget something, you still remember it, it still happened and if it was out of your control it's still not your fault, it's like blaming the guy who was jogging of stinging you when the wasps did it!" Gumball said having grabbed Phil's shoulders and looked him in the eye.

Phil sighed and looked at the meadows

They were bright green and seemed to have a path.

On said path there was something red in the corner of Phil's eye behind Gumball.

"Hey what's that behind you?" He asked.

"Huh, oh just a balloon." Gumball said before the balloon was popped by an arrow.

The two were then grabbed and were swinging on tree branches with the thing that grabbed them before they got to the rest of the path.

They then got a view of what, or rather who grabbed them, it was a monkey wearing black with a few orange stripes particularly on his hood, wrists, and bag of sticks, there was also a bow on his back.

"Uhh, what the what?" Gumball said as he, Phil, and the monkey went down to the ground path from the tree.

"Sorry about that, I couldn't tell if you were younger monkeys wandering around the forests." The monkey said.

"So you weren't going to break our bones into shards?" Phil asked.

"Woah woah woah, where'd you get that from?" The monkey said, concerned about what was said about what people thought monkeys were about.

"Oh, I guess that's not a norm in your universe." Phil said while looking around.

"Universe?" The monkey asked, confused by what Phil said.

"Long story." Gumball said. "Could you, uh, tell us where we are?"

"Oh, you guys are at Monkey Meadows a beautiful spot that's just the right amount of hot." The monkey said, Phil and Gumball in response looked at each other and cringed.

"Sorry, I always have to say that, publicity."

"So you're like a celebrity, well I guess we should introduce ourselves now since, it's polite." Phil said.

"I'm Gumball and he's Phil." Gumball said gesturing to himself and Phil.

"I'm Quincy, son of Quincy, who's the son of Quincy, who's also the son of Quincy, and so on and so forth." Quincy said.

"Okay, neat, so what's the bow for, and why'd you pop that balloon?" Phil asked.

"That's a bloon, the rival to the natural world." Quincy explained.

"It seemed harmless to me." Gumball said while shrugging.

"Well they're mostly harmless, until you get to the worse ones, the worst one is the B.A.D, or the bosses like Driftbloon or the Litch." Quincy said before shuttering.

"Well then, I guess that explains your phobia of balloons." Phil said calmly.

"Anyways." Gumball said changing the subject. "Is there someplace we can get a bite?" Gumball asked.

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