Gumlee One-Shots

Need More Sleep

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Perched on his work chair, Barnaby Gumball sat stiffly. His eyes wearily stared at the teacup before him that had just turned around on its own. Of course, Gumball knew that that was beyond impossible, an inanimate object could not possibly move unless it was animated or touched. Regardless of knowing this, the royal taffy was certain he saw the cup turn.

"I need sleep." Raking a hand through his jostled hair, Gumball continued to stare at the cup as he leaned back, desperately needing a break and some sleep. He'd been working on a new form of candy brick to help build better houses that could last the harsh cold winters without hardening but it wasn't easy. It had been weeks since he'd been working with one-hour naps and 5 cups of daily coffee. Of course, his troubles weren't for nought, he was making progress every day and at this point, he could get a two-hour nap in peace. If he took it. Though, he could get a good nights rest as well if he wanted to. It wasn't like the current houses would kill his kingdom, they were surviving and that's all that mattered but to Gumball, everything had to be the best it could be.

When Gumball was certain that the teacup was not in fact moving, He ripped his gaze off the porcelain container before rubbing his eyes and letting out a hearty yawn.

S c r e e c h

Porcelain rubbing against porcelain emitted a loud and rather irritating noise, irking Gumball's yawn to a halt. Surely Gumball wasn't imagining the noise? Violet eyes once again befell upon the cup, noticing the once horizontal handle had been turned to now face him. Either that cup was moving or Gumball was going insane. Quickly standing up, Gumball picked the cup up off its pitcher and started thoroughly examining the petite container. It still had some coffee in it but was too cold for Gumball to drink. There were no wheels on the cup and no way the wind could push such a heavy object without pushing around his papers first. Surely Gumball was hallucinating then?

Before Gumball's fatigued mind could even comprehend any other reason, the door to his room swung open and revealed the well known blonde adventuress and her sister. Gumball barely saved the cup in his hand from falling on to the ground, the sudden noise jolting him out of his thoughts and startling him greatly. Though sadly, a few drops of coffee did end up landing all over his clothes but Gumball could care less at this point, he had a more urgent scolding to give.

"Hey, Peej!" Fionna exclaimed, walking over to the Prince who was now rubbing his temples in slight annoyance with the cup back in its place which, in turn, made Fionna's sudden excitement simmer down to caution. "Is... Is everything ok P.G.?" Fionna rested a hand on Gumball's shoulder for comfort mostly but was weary it would upset him even more.

Gumball took a deep breath in through his nose. "How many times have I told you to knock before you enter?"

"Hehe, oops?" Fionna shrugged a little, forgetting the simple requests every time she came over. Gumball only sighed in response. "But, um... Hey, Peej?" Gumball hummed a yes, allowing Fionna to continue. "Is everything really ok...? I mean... You look more dead-er then Marshall?"

"Yea, yea! I just-..." Gumball trailed off, his eyes timidly glimpsing at the cup he'd placed down only to find out that there was no cup or pitcher on his desk at all. "I just really need sleep..."

Fionna tried looking at what Gumball was finding on his desk but only saw scattered notes with a lot of science junk she could not grasp. "Then you should get some sleep. Your brain won't work right if it's too tired and wants to sleep y'know?"