The Slave

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So it begins, it starts off with, where else would it be? Elmore Junior High.

Again...

We head to Gumball's POV, as he's seen somewhere in the library, specifically in the computer's section to where he's always at, as he mindlessly scrolls through the screen of the computer.

His eyes were groggy and lacked energy, his cat ears were perked down on top of his head, his features were off.

Gumball: ugh...

A soft grunt escapes his lips, as his fingers continues to grind against the rolling piece of the mouse, proceeding to wander through.. whatever he's looking at on the screen. He sighs frustratedly and whines louder.

Gumball: ugh..!

Someone, in the same section, and row he is with, had to tilt his head to the right, to glance at.. wtf is Gumball doing? Instead of just stealing a side-eye from him, because his right eye is patched-

And.. wanna guess who it is??

The only cyclops with hair in the show??

YOU GUESSED IT!

Rob.

He's a boy that.. you already know his characteristics right?? Just a normal, simple boy in school, not many, no, BARELY any people knows he'd ever exists, he's only befriended with a few people in school, and that's including Gumball.

He's skin tone is average, he usually has so many bandages wrapped around his legs and arms for some ominous reason. Even his hair isn't properly coded, judging by the thickness and long flow of his hair, forming into some sort of mullet and a middle type at the same time.

Let's add it, he usually wears gloomy colored jackets, since he's always lacking out of his own self-esteem.

Rob: Gumball..the hell is he doing?..

He murmurs quietly, so that the sensible cat wouldn't hear him, as he looks away and tried ignoring his unecessary yawns.

"Ugh!.. I'm so freaking bored right now..."

A groan mixed with his tone, before lightly smacking the desk with the mouse, that causes an offensive noise in the library.

Rob, who's just a couple of inches from him, gets even more irritated. The poor ghosted little guy just wanted a quick review for the upcoming tests, with his book on the desk and his computer set for research, the only problem is that there's a twink-ish bitch beside him.

Gumball, from the beginning, had his head rested against his right palm, he adjusts his position as his sharp-clawed fingers dig slightly against his whiskered-drawn pale cheeks, slowly leaning closer towards his screen.

Gumball: ..buy a full set litter box for only 50% off discount..?

"AAAAUUUGHHH", Rob's eyes starts to twitch even more, struggling to focus at the screen of his computer, it laces with irritation and struggles of holding back with whatever urges that's in his mind right now due to Gumball's unnecessary noises.

This went on with a few more minutes of a compilation of Gumball's series of loud grunts and plangent.

As Rob is gripping himself to the edges now, you can see the unbearable resistance in his eye due to the raging pressure, his body even started to shake slightly and even break the pen he's holding in half.

We go back to Gumball's perspective, he keeps scrolling through whatever site he is in, anything he considers "boring", a grunt comes out.

"I'd probably had two nickels for every time that kid exclaims out of the blue..."

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