Gumball's Misfortune

It's a Date!

Chapter 6: It's a Date!

Gumball swirled the purple liquid in the test tube before returning it to the rack and recorded what had he observed.

"Can you pass me the Benedict's solution?" he asked.

"Here," said Ms. Bubblegum. She passed him the blue bottle. "So, what did you find?"

Gumball added two drops of the solution to another test tube and said, "Substance A did not react, Substance B was successful, and I'm just working on the Substance C and D."

"Mm-hmm..." She nodded and scribbled down a few things on her notepad. "Gumball, the bell will go in 2 minutes. You should wash your hands, I'll clean this up."

"Okay," he said and, as if on cue, the bell rang loudly, ending lunch time. He washed his hands and grabbed his bag before leaving.

"See you next week, Gumball!" Ms. Bubblegum called after him as he strode out the door.

"Yeah!" he said cheerfully.

Gumball made a quick stop at his locker to grab his History textbook and then walked to the second floor to his class. After what happened last weekend between him and Marshall, Gumball found it hard to look at Marshall directly in the eye. Even though Marshall acted like nothing had happened, it kind of irritated him. It was as if Marshall didn't care!

Fionna on the other hand seemed to be avoiding him. Every time he spotted her in the hallway she'd run to the washroom to hide. He hoped that this wasn't going to continue for very long. After all, he valued her friendship very much and was a little hurt every time she turned on her heel and dash away.

As Gumball approached his class, he saw Cake flirting with some guy outside the room. When Cake noticed him, she immediately called for him.

"Hello," he said pleasantly as he got into earshot.

"Gumball, I couldn't introduce you to my boyfriend last Friday. You left too early!"

"Um, I felt sick so Finn drove me home," he admitted and shrugged

"Bummer! Anyways, this is my boyfriend Marco. He's the drummer in the Nightosphere." She pointed to the guy beside her. Gumball remembered him right away.

"Hey, it's nice to meet you." He extended his hand.

Marco shook Gumball's hand and nodded. Gumball raised an eyebrow and glanced at Cake for an explanation.

She cleared her throat and said, "Marco doesn't talk. He can't actually. No vocal cords." She pointed at her throat.

"Oh! Sorry, I didn't know." Gumball flushed, feeling very foolish.

Marco smiled and shook his head. He draped one arm around Cake's shoulder as she chirped, "It's okay, he doesn't really mind. My baby is the best drummer in the world!"

Marco smiled again and rolled his eyes as Cake beamed about how good he was when someone called her across the hall way.

"CAKE! CAKE! CAKE! CAKE!" Jake yelled frantically as he ran fast towards them.

"What wrong?" she asked, her voice dropping into immediate concern.

"Oh my glob, Cake! Did you see her? Did you see her?" he chanted.

"See who? What're you talking about?"

"She was so hot! And so beautiful! Her voice is like melody to my ears!"

"Jake! What're you talking about?"

"The exchange student, Cake!"

"Exchange student?"