Royal Love

Eleven

*Marshall's*

  "I'm sorry, Marshall..but Fionna and cake are dead. They died in an accident while they were on an adventure.." an older version of gumball frowned.

  "Poor things. They were pretty old already, they shouldn't have been on that adventure.." he added.

The scene changed. It was now of gumball who looked really old and was sitting on a rocking chair, watching the candy people in town.

  "Woah! Bubba, what happened. Someone chewed you or something?" I chuckled.

  "W-who are you again?"

  "Bubba, you don't remember me? Its Me. Marshall, dude you know me."

  The scene suddenly changed into short slides of what seems like events of the future.

  They all forgot me. They all left and..died. gumball, Fionna, cake, even Alexa. They all left me.

  "No..no no! They can't forget me..they can't leave me.."

  Suddenly, it changed once more. I saw Alexa, which made me smile. She was sitting up on the hill where I brought her a few days ago.

  "Alexa! Hey Alexa!" I called, running up to her.

  But something stopped me. There, someone was laying on her lap as she smiled down at him.

  "Hey love, why is this place so special to you?" The guy asked.

  I saw her smile. Her smile that was so..beautiful. so calming and I felt as if everything would be okay when she smiles.

  "It's..a place a friend of mine showed me. I don't remember who he was sadly. It's been years.."

  "What? No! Alexa, you can't forget me! We- we've practically been together for a thousand years! Alexa!"

"Alexa!!"

I shot up, my eyes wide open as sweat dripped down my face.

  Panting, I looked around. I was still in my room. It was just a dream.

  "It was just..a dream.."

Alexa didn't forget me. Fionna and cake didn't die, gumball wasn't old.

  That sick feeling in the pit of my stomach suddenly returned.

  Sadness clouded my brain. I never wanted to be alone. I never want my friends to die, to forget me..

  Biting my lip, I grabbed my jacket and flew out my window and straight to the candy kingdom.

  I had to talk to someone. Someone I know would put up with my stress. I have to talk to Alexa.

  Hovering infront of her window, I opened the door and accidentally knocked over pencil holder as I went in.

  Shuffling came from her bathroom. I hid beside her bed as I saw her walk out wearing a red nightgown.

  "Is..anyone here?" Her soft voice spoke.

  As she turned back to the window, I sat on her bed with my head hung low.

"Holy mother of candy!!"

She gasped as she noticed me.

*Alexa's*

  I saw Marshall sitting on my bed.

  How the glob did I not see or smell him?!