The State Of Denial

My Boy Isn't Royal

**Prince Gumball's POV**

It's been about a year since I last wrote about what's been happening and I got borred, so I thought I'd tell you what's been happening lately. Junior prom is coming up, Marshall and I are going together. I'm goning to sing a song (we haven't decided what yet). Marceline and Bonnie have both found dates, although I have no clue who they are. You know I came out of the closet a few years ago, but Marshall just came out and some kids have been giving him a hard time. It sucks because he's not only my boyfriend, but he's been my friend since 5th grade and was there for me when kids were giving me a hard time. I mean, really, he gave somone a broken nose for punching me in the face.

Prom is tonight! I'm really looking forward to it! I'm gonna sing Not Gonna Teach Your Boyfriend How To Dance With You. Wow, that's a long song title. Anyway, Marshall said he was gonna sing a song too, but he said he wants it to be a surprize, so he won't tell me what he's gonna sing.

**Marshall Lee's POV**

This is my first prom, I just came out of the closet and it's actually been going good. "Marshall, it's my turn to go sing, I'll be down soon." Gumball said leading himself up on stage. I've only heard him sing once before. But now? Damn! That kid's good! Every note comes out of his mouth perfectly! After him I'm gonna go up. Wow, he's almost done. Kay, time for me to go up.I go up looking dignint, but on the inside, I thought my knees might just give way.

"Hangen' round downtown by myself." The music behind me. "And I had so much time to sit and think about myself." My friends were dancing in front of me."And then there she was, like double cherry pie, yeah there she was, like disco superfly." I sang softly, but loudly. "I smell sex and candy here. Who's that loungen' in my chair? Who's that casting me devious stares in my direction? Mama this surly is a dream." A flash of confedence burst through me. When I finished the song, I got down and Gumball rushed up and hugged me.

**Prince Gumball's POV**

"You were amazing!" I whispered in Marshall's ear. "Thanks." He whispered back. I was always taller than him, but he has been insisting on floating lately. "Good job dudes!" Marceline said as I released my grip on Marshall. "Yeah, no kidding!" Bonnie said, walking up. "What happened to your dates?" Marshall asked. "Nothen' they... Well... At least mine went to go get me some punch." Marceline said. "Same." Bonnie said calmly. Their dates aproched us talking about, something. "Hey guys, this is Finick, my date." Bonnie said. The dark-haired, neatly dressed, boy smiled. He seemed nice. He shook hands with Marshall and me and we introduced ourselfs. "And this isIsacc." Marceline said, pointing to a boy with light brown, messy hair and he has obviously not trying to be neat at all (quite the opposite of Finick) smiled and we shook hands. The one thing that was the same about them was that their smiles were real and had warmth in them.

**Marshall Lee's POV**

I knew Finick before this meeting, but I've never met Isacc before. He seems alot like me. "Hey Marshall." Finick called to me. "Yeah, what?" "They're gonna play Misery Business!" He said excitedly. Paramoreis one of all of our favorite bands. They started to play it and everyone started dancing, well by that I mean we all jumped around like freacin' maniacs. When that song was over, Stop and Stare by One Republiccame on. It was a slow dance. Gumball and I joined hands and started dancing. He was still a little unsteady because I had to teach him how to dance (not that I minded) before tonight. But I held on to him and covered up little mistakes that he made. He smiled gratfully at me every time.

**Prince Gumball's POV**

Prom was over. Marshall and I were climbing into his car. "Thanks for giving me the best night ever." He whispered. "Well, you returned the favor." I whispered back. He leaned forward. So did I. Our lips crashed together. It was warm and loving. His tongue moved across my lower lip, asking for entrance and it was granted. Our tongues explored each others mouthes. We pulled apart and he smiled, so did I. He started up his old black pick-up and we were on our way.