Gumlee One-Shots

Family Talent Show

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"Is everything ok? You're not nervous are you?"

"No, father." A small, blonde haired girl huffed, crossing her arms over her chest with the softest of pouts as her father added final touches to her outfit. "I have Papa with me anyways! Everything's going to be fiiiiiine!" The little girl further complained, personally taking her time to pick at strands of clothing on her outfit to ruin her fathers' hard efforts albeit not meaning to, just something to keep her busy and unembarrassed. "We practised a lot anyways."

"Fionna, stop that!" The father briefly scolded before standing up and off his knees, far too nervous about the performance than the actual performers. Gumball, the father, had done many presentations before but his subtle anxiety always lingered, making him a lot more nervous than need be but he would always do a phenomenal job in the end. Although he was not going to perform, the same anxiety lingered but not subtly this time, it weighed upon him like a huge sack of bricks that weren't planning on budging. It wasn't like it was his child's, Fionna's', first performance or his husband's, Marshall Lees', but still. Marshall tended to be a little, dare he say it, reckless. A stage rock performance wasn't the same as a parent-child-school talent show nor did it have the same expectations.

Regardless, Gumball pushed his worries aside and focused on tending to his second child, Cake, until Marshall Lee came back. Speaking of the man. "Hey Fi, cake, and the most gorgeous man alive!~" He charmed but Gumball just rolled his eyes, a dorky smile on Gumball's lips' anyways. "Here's your tea and here's a doughnut for both of you two girls!" The two daughters squealed in delight before rushing to their papa and hugging him tightly, grabbing their snack right after and rushing to shove them down their throats.

Marshall barely saved his own and Gumball's drink from the little she Devils, thankfully not spilling it on himself before the performance. Gumball simply took his drink from Marshall and placed a quick kiss on the other's forehead. Although Marshall wanted a proper kiss, he didn't complain, he could just go home after the performance get as many kisses as he wanted. "Ready for the performance, dear?" Gumball asked, flattening down Marshalls collar further, not needing to but it helped ease his jumpy nerves.

Fionna made a gagging sound, looking at the two love birds but Cake didn't mind, she found her parents very cute together and was really supportive for her age. "I am, and I bet Fionna here is going to do absolutely amazing! We practised really hard. Didn't we, Fionna?" Marshall asked before he stuck his tongue out at his children. Fionna and cake both laughed, mouths stuffed with doughnuts before nodding in unison. "See?" He turned back to Gumball, who gave an approving nod. "Ok, girls! Go play with your friends for a bit, father and I have to talk alone for a second." The girls had finally finished their snacks, crumbs all over their lips and some on their outfits as they agreed to Marshall's request. Gumball was about to protest and call the girls back for a cleanup but Marshall had other plans. He grabbed Gumball's hand and made his way to a little more secrete area of the backstage, where no one was really looking. He took Gumball's tea and his own coffee and placed it on the flattest thing he could find nearby before wrapping his arms around his partner's shoulders. "I want a good luck kiss~"

Gumball was taken aback for a second, shocked by Marshall's words briefly before an embarrassing smile broke on his lips. "Oh, come on Marshall. People are watchin-"

"Let them watch!" Marshall protested, furrowing his brows and tightening his grip. Gumball just softly placed his hands on Marshall's waist. "Mrs. Smith had her tongue down Mr. Smith's throat and I bet you five bucks that if we go to the opposite end of the school and open any classroom door, somebody's going to be blowing somebody." Marshall winked and Gumball rolled his eyes, still not convinced. "Pllllleeeeeaaasseeeee! You always give me one before I do a performance! Why is now any different?" He whined like a child and Gumball finally gave in, his lips still holding a giant smile, regardless of being super embarrassed to do such thing at a school. It wasn't the public affection that bothered him, it was being called out for it that did.