The ALTERNATIVE World Of Gumball

Drastic Times

This chapter is based on "The Limit" of the original tawog season 2
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It's Sunday, likely to be a normal weekend, right? Just a regular day,

for the Watterson's.

Well, their "normal day" usually, is an equivalent of an existential crisis for other actual normal families, whose son wouldn't be stupid enough to be the main source of crime rates within his town.

Credits to the kids I guess..

Having their mother both stressed out from either home at work, literally not getting an opportunity to lay down and relax unless they're offered to go for a vacation trip, which would be gone ruined by their middle child anyway.

It was around 8:00 pm noon, we can see Nicole walking into the kitchen to grab some ingredients to cook for breakfast. Either pancakes, or scrambled eggs.

She had a calm look on her face, she should be doing fine currently, right? Well let's just hope she is, because....

"W-what??"

Nicole's face draws into a mixture of confusion and disbelief, the rack she just stored a lot of stuff in after buying some groceries, is now nothing but a fly coming out with a combweb on the corner.

"Maybe I stored them in the other racks.."

She closes the first rack she checked before continuing with the rest, the result always ends up the same way, with nothing but dust, and flies coming out. The fridge.. is where all the horrors lie, there was something in it.. And it was nothing.

No shit did this triggered her frustration. But on top of that, the confusion and absurdity of all the stuff she spent on groceries lashed out to a different level.

It wasn't possible for Richard to eat all that alone, I mean, WOULD HE EVEN DARE HIMSELF TO EAT VEGGIES??? NOOOOO

She heads out of the kitchen, to ask the only people who could have eaten a month-worth of supplies in a short period of time while she was gone...

Her children.

"KIDS!! KINDLY COME OVER HERE PLEASE!?"

she yells demandingly, as Gumball is the first one appearing by walking into the kitchen, scratching his head with a groggy attitude, his eyes looking sleepily a little dark, since he just woke up.

Gumball: really mom, first thing I hear in the morning is you yelling-

"EXPLAIN THIS!"

*Rips the kitchen racks off the wall, and shows the empty space within it,*

Her son was stunned, he slowly looked at the wall, formerly where the racks were displayed on, is now nothing but the trails the racks left to it.

Gumball: ....did you just ripped off the racks-

Nicole: FOCUS ON THE RACKS NOT THE WALL!

His eyes quickly shifts back to the racks, as he can see, it's empty,

The realization caused his eyes to dart up, about what he and his siblings did on Saturday, or yesterday. which was two days ago.

Which led him to, y'know, slow down his pace on responding, trying to process any lie, he can take? ^_^

Nicole: well? Kindly elaborate??..

She throw the row racks down the floor, before placing her wrists on her hips, narrowing her eyes down at the boy.