guys
i finished soul eater
what is life
i don't even know what to do anymore
help
here's the story
i'm going to go think about my life now
Gumball's POV
I woke to snoring. I freaked out for a second. I don't snore. I turned around and saw Marshall curled up like a cute little puppy. I smiled. He looks so peaceful and... not evil when he's sleeping. I rubbed my eyes. I took my hands away from my eyes and saw Marshall right in my face. I jumped. "Glob, Marshall! You scared me!" I said. He tiredly chuckled.
Damn, that laugh was sexy.
I mean... yeah it was sexy.
"Well, I'm King of the Nightosphere. That's kinda my job." He said, wearing a pointy-toothed grin. I leaned over and kissed him. He smiled against my lips. I loved that feeling so much. I climbed on him and laid my body on his. I slipped my tongue in his mouth. He smiled again. Our tongues wrestled. Then I felt a sharp pain down my lip. I pulled away, seeing blood on Marshall's lip and one of his fangs. He licked it. His pupils dilated. He flew into my bathroom and slammed the door. I ran up to the bathroom door, blood still running down my lip. Why the hell did he just fly away?
"M-Marshall? What happened..?" I asked. He groaned and I heard a thump inside.
"I-It's nothing. I'm f-fine..." He stuttered. I turned the doorknob. "A-Ah! No! Don't c-come in!" He yelled. I hit the door.
"Marshall! What the glob is wrong with you?!" I yelled. I heard him sigh. "I... I accidentally cut your lip with my f-fang... and I... I tasted your b-blood. I-I have to stay away for a bit. I c-can't control myself... I don't want to h-hurt you..." I leaned against the door. "Well I'm staying here... with you." I sat down. "N-No, Bubba! I-I can smell you from here. I can't stand it much l-longer. Go fix your lip up." I sighed. "Okay..." I said. I walked up to my mirror and grabbed a tissue and held it on my lip. It stung a bit. It kept gushing out blood though. Marshall has some pretty sharp fangs. I spit out blood in my trash can. My blood tasted sugary. That's weird...
I threw the tissue away. My lip was cut open pretty deep. It was really red too. I sighed. It stung badly too.
I heard the bathroom door unlock and it opened. Marshall walked out. I ran up to him. He flinched. "A-Are you still bleeding?" He asked in a worried voice. I shook my head. "But it really hurts." I said. He sighed. "I'm sorry Bubba... I should be more careful." I hugged him. "It's okay.." I whispered. Then he took a look at my lip. "Damn..." He said. "Open your mouth, and stay still." He instructed. I nodded and opened my mouth, not moving. He ran his long, silky tongue across my lip. I felt a blush rise on my cheeks. What's he doing? Suddenly the pain from my lip disappeared. I ran over to the mirror and saw a faintly white scar where the cut was. I looked back at him confusingly.
"My venom heals stuff." He said. "That's flippin' amazing!" I yelled. He laughed and nodded. "Did you use it for your shoulder?" I asked. He nodded again. He pulled the shoulder of his shirt down and showed me a big, circular scar on his shoulder. I made a face. "Wow.. That's a big scar." He nodded, and pulled his shirt back up. Then I felt a flash of heat. "Glob, it's hot in here." Marshall nodded, fanning himself. I heard a knock on the door. Marshall ran back into the bathroom and I went and answered the door. It was Peppermint Maid. Her eyes widened when she saw me. I looked down and realized I wasn't wearing a shirt still. She shuffled her feet.
