Marshal’s Point of View:
I walked the long narrow path of The Dark Forest keeping my eyes buried within the book I held up to my face. I read a page thoroughly then sighed, snapping it shut.
Weird book. If Gumball liked reading boy on girl so much, why did he kiss me? Is he gender confused?
I watched the sun peak through the tree’s only in blotches. I made sure not to go near them.
The trail of shade led to the lonely tree that was on the edge of the meadow. The familiar pink haired boy laid there sleeping against the tree.
I flew up to him, being careful, trying not to touche the sun’s rays.
I levitated before him. I saw his sleeping face. Normally on a day like this I’d scare him to wake him up. But today.... today...
I went to yell in his face but my voice wouldn’t come. A lump formed in my throat. A horrid feeling within my stomach turned me.
Gumball whimpered in his sleep and cuddled his knees to his chest. He slept soundly. I landed on my knees right in front of him and leaning over his body.
... Why do i feel uneasy? I gripped my chest as it hurt. A sharp pain slung through me.
I felt my face heat up as I moved closer to him.
What was I doing?...
I leaned in farther and kissed his lips lightly, not wanting to wake him. When he groaned in reaction I jolted and fell back. I looked at him and he still slept. I sighed as I got up and laid the book beside him and the tree. I couldn’t believe I just did that. I did that to HIM... in his sleep... I am a creep... a freak... I walked back towards my cave alone. In despair. In regret.
No... not regret.
