The ALTERNATIVE World Of Gumball

The Record.

Note: took me hours to finish the last part of this chapter, so... hope it's worth it... yeah..
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Just two weeks after the sports fest incident..

It was another day for Jack-shit stuff about to stack up on gumball's ass...

But maybe this time..

No.

Maybe it's not just gonna be Gumball's ass that's gonna get stacked up with drastic events..

The moment everything went to normal, Gumball getting back to his normal phase again, but suddenly...

Clark: what the...

Clark looks at the side of the desk, the pc is gone.. even the screen of the desktop- wait.. why just the screen?

But the window's closed and locked, it was impossible for anybody to-

*Whoosh.*

He felt the wind swift on his side, he instantly turned to the right in a cautious way, the side where he felt the wind swift... Nothing was there, and everything was in place..

A quick sound of a window opening can be heard, he turned to his front again, he sees the window opened now.

Now how can't the average person even do this? It was absurd for the normal human being to do this, or was it someone half animal who was able to keep up with that move? Still, it felt impossible.

He just looks through the window outside, he could see the bushes shaking, as if a person was running through it. He just stares at the bushes, for a few seconds, later on he slowly grabs the telephone near him on a drawer desk.

"911, what's your emergency."

Clark: yeah... I would like to report an odd case scenario here... A burglary.
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Just 30 minutes later, the cops have arrived to investigate what Clark ever described in his witnesses.

"So.. you saw that your PC wasn't there anymore..

Clark: [nods slowly] u-huh...

"then felt something swift to your side, and was stealth enough to escape out to the window's door, and to the point you didn't see him..?"

*Nods slowly again*

Nathan nods slowly in return, taking note out from the clipboard he's holding.

*Camera clips*

"First evidence, seems like the boy was genuine."

Russel says, he points to the desk that had a thumb print to it...

Clark was stunned for a sec, why didn't he noticed that in the very first place..?

Clark: I.. I.... Didn't... Notice that..

"Well now you do, kid"

Russel sticks the camera clip to the clipboard, continuing to write down stuff, Nathan tilts his head in a way that "thought so.."

Russel: "We'll notify you for any updates, Watterson. For now, keep yourself locked."

Nathan looks at Clark, as both officers slowly walk out of the room, the rest of the family were waiting downstairs.