Marshall lee X Prince bubblegum

Chapter Twenty-eight

The air was warm in the church despite the fact that it was a blizzard outside, and that the Ice Queen was in the building. Bubba took Marshall's arm and smiled, pure bliss all over his expression. He had the warmest and most strong feeling of love all throughout his body. He was entirely ready to spend the rest of his life with Marshall Lee the Vampire King. Though Bubba was only eighteen and he hadn't even been together with Marshall for a month, he was ready. Positive that the man beside him was meant to be his husband and lover for as long as he lived. One glance gave him butterflies, one touch gave him shudders, one kiss made him warm inside, and every moment was the best moment of his life. He couldn't imagine being with anyone else, ever.

Marshall tightened his arm locked with Bubba's. He looked a bit nervous, and worried. He was sure that this was the right thing to do and had no doubts in his mind, but he didn't want to mess up his vows. He didn't want everyone in the building to see his hands tremble when he slipped the ring on Bubba's finger. He didn't want anyone to see or even begin to think of him as a softie. So as soon as the clock struck four, the ceremony began, and the doors swung open. He stood taller, opened up his shoulders, softened his expression, and looked like royalty as he took the first step, Gumball doing the same beside him. Their presence and message was powerful. They would be married, they would love another freely and openly, and no one could say different. They were together, in love, and that was that.

As soon as the boys made it to the front of the church, they turned to face another. The priest stood behind them as the gorgeous stained glass windows behind them seemed to glow. The sun peaked enough through the clouds to light it up. The snow falling behind the glass made the scenes seem to come to life. The shadows of candy people moved, the clouds on the scene seemed to float and drift, and the river stream seemed to flow. A perfect stream of light illuminated the boys, creating an elegant and divine appearance. They were undoubtedly royal and strong. They'd become a team in leading their kingdoms. The décor and colors were sky blue and silver. Flowers and silver tapestries were elegantly placed throughout the building. Lanterns emitting incredible blue and silver light were strategically placed for the most awe inspiring and beautiful effect. No place in the entire world could have provided the same caliber of beauty the venue brought that day.

Fionna sat beside Flame Prince, who had taken another dose of the temperature controlling serum. He watched and held her hand, constantly making sure she was alright. He didn't want her to get upset or mad, and she never did. She fully realized that she didn't want Gumball as a husband and Marshall could have him. Cake sat by Mochro, who looked proudly upon his friend. He had been there for the big ordeal of saving Marshall, and was proud of Gumball for being brave enough to accept himself. Marshall's mother sat in the front row and watched him with a blush, but she smiled, glad her son had finally found peace with himself. She had always wondered why he couldn't keep a girlfriend. The entire rest of the candy kingdom watched Bubba and Marshall hold another's hands and admire each other with the fondest looks. It was happy happy day.

The moment where the men could say their vows came quickly. Bubba smiled, wanting to go first. He stepped back a bit and breathed out, then looked up into his lover's eyes. He began, "I met you first when I was eight years old. You were the same as you are now. I remember you teasing me a bit, but it wasn't the way everyone else did. I was rereading through my journal the other day and I came across the page consisting of my thoughts on the event. I quote myself as a fearful, young eight year old boy. "The big scary vampire visited me today. He was dark and smart. He told me my pink clothes were silly. He said that I was a funny sight, with my teeth front two teeth out. He also said my purple shoes were goofy. I think he is right, it made me laugh. I want him to come back.' And I did want him to return to me. Why? Because there was not a moment in his teasing that I felt hurt, or sick to my stomach, or embarrassed. He was nice to me, and never once said anything rash. He showed me how to play my violin and even though I was glob awful, he sat there and spent time with me. I actually improved from horrible to bad." Bubba chuckled when he noticed Marshall crying. "Why did he do this? I don't know. I spent a lot of time wondering. As I grew Marshall showed up years later, and I formed unfair opinions about him. I thought he was dark and distasteful and a bad influence. It was a dark time in my life though. When he came we could talk, and though I was rude to him, he made me feel better, and he stayed until the sun began to rise. He came and he made me feel good." Bubba whispered, pouring his heart out. Everyone sat and watched in awe and admiration. He continued.

"I love Marshall Lee for dealing with me through my darkest moments. No one knew about our friendship, or rivalry, or acquaintanceship, or whatever the heck relationship it was. I love Marshall Lee for everything he is. I had the biggest crush on him, and at my eighteenth birthday party, he snuck into my room with intentions of scaring me. Instead... Instead he kissed me. And I couldn't believe it. It was love at first kiss." Everyone clapped and smiled, all enjoying the pure undeniable love in the air. Marshall wiped his eyes and rested his forehead on Bubba's a moment, secretly sharing a word.

"How do you expect me to say my vows with composure now Gumwad?"

"I don't kn-know..." He smiled and a sugary tear slid down his cheek. Marshall chuckled and pulled back, then stood tall. He took a moment more to fix Bubba's crown, then smiled.

"Bubba Gumball. I have thousands of things I can say about and to you. You've made my long dreary painful life completely worth living. Every moment with you is pure ecstasy, my love. I visited you not for your own benefit at first, but for mine. When I was with you, I felt safe. You would offer me food and warmth. I was a poor king, and you fully understood that. I had always been the odd one out, and I sympathized with you. You needed a friend. I wanted to provide you that. We became frienemies and hated another's guts and bothered the daylights out of each other, and we had our fights. But no one in the world could have been better company. I found myself falling in love with you, and it tore me up inside. You are the most handsome and selfless guy. I had dreams and thoughts and wonders
about you and I. I felt the strongest desire to comfort you. Doubt and shame held me back. Then on the night of the party we sat, and we talked about our problems and I couldn't stand it anymore. I kissed you on the lips and you did in return. I knew then that I loved you, and it scared me. How could I possibly love a prince? I still don't understand, but I don't care. I love you. I love you for the person who you are. I look forward to advancing in life with you, aging and all, and dying by your side." He said firmly, and Bubba was a mess. So was the entire rest of the church. Marshall took his red hankie and wiped up Bubba's tears, sniffling. He couldn't help but think that they were the sappiest couple in the land of Aaa. It was funny and sweet.

After the vows, they slid the rings on another's fingers. The priest smiled and spoke, "You may kiss the groom." Marshall leaned down as Bubba put his arms around Marshall's neck. The vampire held his torso, drew him in, and kissed him on the lips slowly and softly. Bubba's foot rubbed the back of one of his ankles as the world slowed for them. He allowed his lips to move in perfect sync with Marshall's, and felt as a hand slid down to his lower back. He felt his hips be pushed forward into Marshall's. There were cheers and clapping in what seemed like the distant background. Marshall blew in and out his nose as his forehead pressed to Bubba's. They shared another's breath, the kiss constant and long, but polite and acceptable. Marshall pulled away slowly, and Bubba made a move for more, but Marshall already had his nose in the spot. He chuckled.

"Later baby. That's enough for now..." He hugs him tight then pulls back, and they walk back down the aisle. Candy people blew bubbles as the men walked to the carriage to be taken back to the castle ball room for the reception. In the carriage Bubba crawls into Marshall's lap and kisses him. His legs straddled his waist and he kissed warmly. Marshall allowed him to kiss and kiss, but as soon as he felt too much excitement, he stopped him. "Tonight. Patience, sweetie. Tonight."

"We haven't in like... a week!" Bubba choked, shifting and blushing. "Can't we just real quick before the reception!?" He begged.

"No cutie. At eight thirty. Its five now. Three hours. Can you wait three hours?"

"Err... uh, no. I can't. You know how you get your vampire needs? I think this need I have could compare! I want you so badly!" Marshall nodded and hugged him, then tweaked a small nerve on his shoulder. Bubba's entire body relaxed, and he didn't feel the horrible urge anymore. Marshall reached over and rubbed him over his private area until he calmed. Bubba accepted it willingly, legs spread and head back. "I g-guess I can wait now. Thanks."

"No problem. Now buck up. We're here. Three hours. Be a happy host and then we'll have time to ourselves." He took his hand and guided him out. They entered and as soon as most everyone was there, they dined, toasted, danced, and had a wonderful time. Marshall and Gumball enjoyed their first dance, and though it wasn't more than a tight embrace and a gentle sway, it was a magical and sentimental moment. Later they cut their wedding cake, and surprisingly fed another the bite kindly and in a mannerly fashion. At exactly eight, guests began to leave. By eight thirty, Marshall and Gumball were sitting alone in the empty ball room, on the dance floor, kissing another as if they had been kept apart for years. Bubba sat on Marshall and pushed him to lie on his back and kissed him hard, so ready to make love to his husband.

To Be Continued...