Demon Eyes For You (Gumlee)

Unexpected Guests

~Marshall~

Loud knocks pull me out of what seems like a coma and I fall onto the creaky wood floors of my...oh my house. I realize where I am and float downstairs, pulling open the door to the blinding sun, scorching my skin.

"Ahhh, Fuck!" I slam the door closed again and watch as the red blisters on my arms start to heal, until the knocking starts up again.

" Marshall Lee, you open this door you big dork!! It's Fiona and Cake!!!"

I put my hands on my temples and turn the knob revealing a blue eyed girl, I guess teenager now, with her hair hidden under her staple white hat and standing next to a sassy cat that I forgot how much I disliked until we made eye contact again. 

"Come in quick, do you have any idea what time it is?!!" I mutter at her.

" Oh Marshall, don't be such a grumble butt, it's like the middle of the day.You're BACK!! I can't believe it, We missed you so much, we need to catch up and go on adventures and..."

" Yeah, i'm aware that it's the middle of the day and just...hold on Fi, I-I just woke up. How did you know I was back?" I interrupt her and walk over to my couch, collapsing onto it. I'm too tired to float right now.

" LSP told us, you shouldn't have been so mean to him, he was totes mad, but we just gave him some of Cake's bacon pancakes and he forgot what even happened." 

"Woah, I am not mean, maybe grumpy, evil even, but being mean is just lame, that's kindergarten stuff. I just came through the portal and he's got his grubby hands all over my stuff..man he took my favorite jeans too."

Fionna looks up at me grinning hugely "OH wait! speaking of which!" She pulls out a pair of jeans from her backpack, crusted with green swamp goo and...maple syrup. "LSP said these weren't really his style so he gave them to me to give back to you."

I manage to squeak out an "Oh, thanks, I guess." and I take the jeans and throw them in the kitchen sink. 

"Well, I guess that's that right so i'll see you tomorrow or something at a decent hour." I smirk at her, but i'm hoping she takes the hint.

"Aww Marshall, I was hoping you would come by to the treehouse tonight for our band's jam sesh. Everyone will be there, all your old friends and stuff so it works out right. You can maybe bring your bass too and play with us, we don't really have a bass player." She jabs me in the shoulder and looks at me with her Fionna puppy dog eyes.

" Ughhh,mmmm, I don't really know Fi, I'm kinda tir-"

"Okay see you there at 6! Thanks Marshall!" she yells as she's walking out with Cake, who gives me a side eye on her way out.

I growl at her, but they're already gone and now I have to get ready for unexpected plans.

Well if I have to go out I might as well look good. Wouldn't want to let down any of my adoring fans...

~Gumball~

"Pepp!! Peppermint Maid!"

" Yes, Prince Gumball, What is it that you need?" she looks exhausted as she stands in my doorway.

"Oh, Pepp! I apologize if you thought this was an emergency, I just wanted to let you know that I will be going out tonight to Fionna and Cake's treehouse. They're having a party to debut their new band. You might not have remembered, but I elected to be their band manager as I believe the foundation of a successful business, be it music or otherwise, begins with organization and planning." I take a deep breath, that was a lot of words. 

"Oh, it's fine Prince Gumball. Unless there is anything you need I think I will retire for the evening. I'll make sure to keep an eye on everything while you are out. And Prince, try to have fun for once." She scuttled out of the room quietly and I tried not to think too hard about what she meant by 'try to have fun'. I have lots of fun, I bake, I do research and experiments, and I get to rule over my candy kingdom everyday. What else does a guy need?

I brush my pink hair into it's methodically styled quiff, put on my white skinny jeans , a light blue shirt with a pink and white striped cardigan, and then some pink vans. 

I look in the mirror a last time," Well...this is as good as it's going to get."

~Marshall~

Before I leave my house I look in the mirror one last time to check that I look okay.

"Shit, I don't have a reflection!" 

I shut the door behind me and fly towards that familiar treehouse. The sun is setting behind me over the colorful land of Aaa. Fionna and Cake's house is practically alive with all of the music, dancing and people that are inside. I nervously fidget with my red and black flannel and grab the doorknob. Why am I nervous, i'm freakin' Marshall Lee the Vampire King? Everyone likes me, I'm pretty sure...

When I open the door the room is filled with people from all over Aaa, some I remember, some I don't. I hear gasps from inside the room and notice people looking at me. The only ones I really notice are the big, bluish purple eyes fixated on me from across the room. They're attached to a familiar pink face, and they don't look very happy to see me.

~Gumball~

As i'm preparing the small stage we've set up for Fionna's band to play, I count four amps. Well that doesn't match up? There should be one for Fionna's mic and guitar, one for Cake's guitar, and one for Flame Prince's Drums. 

 I look around the room for Fionna and shout "Fionna, who is this extra amp -?"

The front door opens and who is standing there? Marshall Lee Abadeer, Vampire King of the Nightosphere, the one person in Aaa who I refuse to be cordial with ever since that...-gah that horrible day...I don't want to think about it.

I know i'm staring at him but i'm frozen still. When time seems to start up again he is walking toward me, that stupid smirk on his face.

I stand up and hold my hands to my temple. "Ughhh, I do so detest....unexpected guests."

Okay, Sorry the set up kind of took a while but I tend to be a wordy writer. Plus, I like when stories build up slowly, personally. It should be a little more fast paced from here on because Gumball's going to have to face his least favorite vampire pretty soon, in fact, he only has a few seconds! Please comment if you feel like it, I should have the next chapter up by tomorrow.