Princess Bubblegum
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I had a really fun time with Gumball last night. We talked for hours about everything. From Quantum Entanglement to what I had breakfast, we discussed it all. It's nice to have an intelligible guy around that I can discourse complex scientific hypotheses with, while still giggling over girls... oh and boys.
I don't think I've ever confided in someone so much. I mean other than Marcy. I just felt so comfortable around him.
"Goooood moooorrnniiinnnggg!" I heard Gumball sing coming from the bathroom. All he had on was a pair of boxers. He was toned but not ridiculously muscular. You could tell that his body came naturally because he is definitely not the type to purposely break a sweat. I marveled in the beauty of my creation. My best experiment yet.
"Good morning," I groggily responded. "How are you so happy? I'm definitely not a morning person!" If he was me I could not understand at all how he could be such a jubilant riser.
"You know I'm not exactly like you right?" He sat next to me on the bed. "You should know better than anyone that creating life is unpredictable. No matter what you think you 'programmed' me to think, I'm going to be my own person."
"I think you're pretty predictable," I jokingly sighed. He was just like me.
"Oh really?" he said.
"Yes!"
He moved in closer to me, "Would a predictable person do this!" He grabbed my sides and started tickling me. I jerked around and doubled over laughing. Not many people know how ticklish I am. He loomed over me on the bed as I tried to cover my sides.
He stopped for a brief second. "Or this?" He leaned over and kissed me. We both pulled away very quickly, trying to remove the taste of each other off our mouths.
"What was that?" I yelled.
"Oh god that was terrible! Let's never do that again," he laughed, with a disgusted look on his face.
"I agree! What were you thinking?"
"I don't know... I just felt so comfortable around you, and since we were so perfectly compatible, I just thought..." His sentence was interrupted by his own laughter. Mine erupted and we couldn't stop.
"Juvenescence ma lady?" Peppermint Butler asked over the sound of our giggles.
"No thank you," I responded.
"I don't mind if I do." Gumball said skipping to the tray with the cream.
"Little side note: Marceline HATES the taste of that."
He immediately put the cream back down. I think I subconsciously denied it because if that very reason. I don't know if Gumball noticed the reason for my knowledge, but if he did he didn't say anything about it.
"Alright ," I said, clasping my hands together, " time to introduce you to the real world!"
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Marceline
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I jumped up startled at the sound of knocking at my door. Me and Marshall fell asleep on the couch last night. We talked for hours and hours, he was so much like me, yet so different at the same time. I feel our similar experiences effected him in different ways, I got the sense that he has some serious trust and attachment issues, which is completely understandable. He was actually a really chill guy and I looked forward to spending more time with him.
