Gumball’s Point Of View:
I watched outside my window frowning at the tall lonely tree in the distance. It was the object on the border of The Candy Kingdom and The Dark Forest where Marshal’s Cave was embedded. We hung out at that tree mostly because Marshal Lee wasn’t welcomed in Candy Kingdom. He pranked a lot of my candy subjects in the past and I had to show leadership and ban him.
I pursed my lips remembering him threatening to split my banana guards last month.
And I never entered his domain because I was too scared of the candy sucking bats. Not that Marshal wasn’t one. Sucking the red from Peppermint maid last week!
I made up my mind: I would act like I never liked Marshal Lee that way. Yeah...
I slipped on lime green skinny-jeans and black converses as I dressed my torso in my favorite pink sweater. I trudged my way out of my room as Fiona stood in the opened doorway scaring me.
“Ack! Fiona!” I covered my face from embarrassment of my yelping. Fiona giggled and removed my hands with her own then dropped them to my sides. “Going to go see Marshal by the tree?” She taunted raising her brow at me. I sighed and nodded putting on a fake smile.
I couldn’t tell her I got rejected, not when she tried so hard to help me. “So why the visit Fiona The Human?” I smiled wider and for real this time as she giggled then held out her hand. “I’ve come for my book.” She winked then her smile faded as she saw my surprised expression.
OH GLOB... I threw it on the ground at the tree when... when I was with Marshal.
“I need it back by the end of the day Gumball, it is due.” She seemed serious.
I bowed my head in shame and sighed once more. “I shall bring it back to your tree house by this afternoon, okay?” I raised my head to see her nod then smile. “Well don’t let me keep you from Marshal now.” She saluted me then trotted off down the stairs of the hall.
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I looked all around the tree, the book couldn’t be found. The only other person who saw the book was... GLOB.
Marshal... Marshal took the book.
I face palmed myself. Why Marshal? Now I have to go and get it from him... or would he bring it on his normal rounds to the tree to hang out with me? Would he even come due to the stunt I pulled yesterday?
I sat criss-cross under the tree and leaned back onto the trunk.
