Sweet Tooth

Chapter Four

Gumball's Pov:

*a week later*

I buttoned each dark pink button on my pink button-up. I pulled on my favorite party pants, they were dark grey and nicely form fitting. I combed back my hair and sprayed it with hair spray.

"Perfect." I whispered to myself.

I walked out of the house and to my car. I was really excited for this party. It was Lumpy Space Prince's birthday. His parties were always fun. But I was extra happy because since it was LSP's birthday, Marshall was performing. I loved seeing him perform. Although it brought back bitter sweet nostalgic memories.

When I arrived in Lumpy Space I was greeted by extravagant decorations on the auditorium LSP had rented.

I opened the door, and was suddenly hit with a suffocating wave of music. I shut the door behind me. I was a bit late and everyone was already here. There was a lot of traffic.

I ran into Fiona. I had tried finding her, but this place was absolutely packed. She was dancing with FP. I was looking for her but I was glad I ran into her.

"You're finally here Gumball!" She yelled over the music.

"Have I missed anything important?" I asked.

"Not really, he's going to get on stage in like twenty minutes to open presents and brag like we know he loves to do." She said.

"I'm going to get something to drink." I said.

"What?" She yelled.

"I'm going to get a drink." I said.

She gave me a confused look, but I just nodded. I walked over to the drink table. Someone shoved me, and I ran into someone.

"Sorry!" I yelled over the music.

They obviously didn't hear me because they just flipped me off. I grabbed a plastic cup and filled it with water, since that was the only alternative to alcohol.

"Is that the best you can do, Gummy?" Marshall's voice rang in my mind.

I looked up at him and met his gaze.

"Come on, let's get you a real drink." He then filled a cup with some liquid that wasn't water.

"I don't drink alcohol, Marshall." I rolled my eyes at his lack of knowledge about me.

"You're no fun!" He pouted. "Well I have to get onstage anyways. See ya." He gulped down the drink and threw the cup behind him.

He's such a pig. I hurried after the cup and threw it in the trash can.

A sound came from Marshall's bass. I pushed my way to the front of the crowd.

"Here's a party song for all you freaks out there." He winked out into the crowd, earning woo's from the girls in the audience.

He looked stunning today. His hair was messy and he wore a blood red v neck and skin tight black jeans that made his ass look amazing.

Am I really thinking about his ass right now? It was so perfect though. It was round and he looked so sexy in those pants.

He also wore his sexy black leather jacket that I adored. He took my breath away. His ruby red eyes locked on mine in that moment.

I watched his lips as they sang . They were so plump and full. Oh how I have longed to taste those lips. Touch his hair. Kiss those sexy abs. And leave kisses along his v line.

I took a deep breath. I looked down and mentally face palmed myself.

Great, now you've really done it Gumball.