I Don't Wanna Love Somebody Else (Gumlee)

Chapter 8: Letter For The Prince

Gumball POV:

When Marshall left the room, I stood there frozen, and tense. I rubbed my forehead, and ran to the bathroom. I leaned over the sink, staring into the mirror. I took deep breaths and turned on cold water. I splashed it onto my face. I can't believed that he did that, I thought. I rethought of that moment, then all the memories came flowing back. I smiled, remembering all the good memories of us, then came all the bad ones, which made my smile fade.

Marshall and I, were once happily together, we were a couple. Not a lot of people know that besides Pepp, and a few of my family members. I don't know if he tells anyone about us, personally I don't think he is even gay. I do recall him telling me his sexuality, he told me that he was heteroflexible which means shit happens, I recall him saying.  I think he just likes to tease me, I wonder if he knows that I still have feelings for him. I sighed, until I heard chuckling.  I stopped the sink, and opened the door.

There was Marshall, standing there with a smirk on his face as he sucked the red out of an apple. He flew it on the ground and pulled me out of the bathroom. "What were you doing in there? There was a lot of noises..." he stated. I gave him a look, "I just was splashing water on my face," I answered. He was holding my hands, and chuckling. I pulled my hands out of his, "Look I have some things to work on, so you should go practice for your performance for tonight." I suggested. He nodded and floated away.

I walked into my office and saw a stack of letters and papers, on my desk. I sat down and signed, read the papers. Then I got through the letters, a lot from the candy people, and some complaints. I was reading a letter a important letter from my aunt, until I saw Marshall leaning on the doorway. "Bubba?" he said quietly, "Yes Marshall." He stared at me, "I'm Bored." he said coming in. I didn't respond, I gasped reading the letter. "Oh my glob!" I said happily. Marshall gave me a puzzled look, "What is it?" he asked. "My aunt is getting married, and want me to help plan the wedding!" I squealed. He raised an eyebrow, "Bubblegum is getting married?" he asked, "Read me the letter." he said. I began to read the letter out loud, trying to contain my happiness.  

Dear Bubba,

 I have some good news, so you remember Marceline? Well, Marcy and I got back together again almost a year ago. Well, I proposed to her, and we are getting married. We really would like it if you would come. Not only that, I would like you to help me plan the wedding. Please call me, and let me know. I miss you so much, and I hope you will come. If you don't reply, Marcy and I are going to come to Aaa in a couple of weeks to visit.

Love,

 Your Aunt Peebles, and Marceline.

P.s. Bring a  date! ;)

Marshall smiled and said, "Congratulations, to them." I squealed again, and grabbed the phone and dialed her number. I talked to her, with a smile on my face. Suddenly, Marshall grabbed the phone, "Hey Peebles, look bubba has to help me with something, Congratulations by the way, see ya later!" he said then hanged the phone up. "Hey!" I said upset and pouted. He laughed, "You can talk to her later, you need to help me set up the stage for the concert!"

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Hey sorry for not updating yesterday, I didn't come home yesterday so that's why. Anyways, going to try to do another update today~ Bye.