C2: Moving on

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Gumball's P.O.V

"The Talent Contest Auditions are tonight, Fionna," I said into the holo-phone, watching her. "Are you planning on entering?"

"Sure, Gumball," she said tiredly. "I'm working on something."

"What are you working on?" I asked curiously.

"Oh... um, it's a surprise." She forced a smile.

I smiled back. "Okay. Can you give me a hint?"

"Uh... do you know any music from before the Mushroom Wars?"

"No, I don't recall any... why? Are you singing one?"

"Yeah."

"Okay." There was a heavy, awkward silence. "So, I'll see you there?"

"Yeah. Bye."

She hung up abruptly, her holo-image fading as she did. I looked up from the phone to Licorice, who smiled at me. "How is she?"

I walked over to the marshmallow lounge where Licorice was situated and sat next to her. "She's good, I guess. I mean, she's not cutting anymore."

Licorice leaned her head on my shoulder. Considering our arranged marriage, this was the most sexual thing we ever did. "Good. I hate to see the poor thing upset. Poor Cake. She was too young. And Fionna was too young for the trauma. She couldn't handle it very well, so she came down with depression."

I looked down at my wife. She was pretty, sure, but I still had my standards, which she did not meet. "You are so smart, Licky."

"You too, Gummy."

Fionna's POV

"We hold in our hearts the sword and the faith

Swelled up from the rain, clouds move like a wraith

Well after all, we'll lie another day

And through it all, we'll find some other way

To carry on through cartilage and fluid

And did you come to stare or wash away the blood?

Well tonight, well tonight

Will it ever come?

Spend the rest of your days rocking out

Just for the dead

Well tonight

Will it ever come?

I can see you awake anytime, in my head

Did we all... fall... down?

Did we all... fall... down?

Did we all... fall... down?

Did we all... fall... down?

From the lights to the pavement

From the van to the floor

From backstage to the doctor

From the Earth to the morgue, morgue, morgue, mo-o-o-o-orgue!

Well tonight

Will it ever come?

Spend the rest of your days rocking out

Just for the dead

Well tonight

Will it ever come?

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