Red String Of Love

Chapter 1: Our fateful meeting

A/N: hey guys, before I let you go , I  need to apologize for the super delay. Seriously, I got no excuse.

Anyways, the format of this story might be a bit confusing so allow me to explain. at the end of every chapter , you'll get a short flashback on Gumball's past that will be italicized and in present tense. Each flashback will uncover a bit of the break up mystery until you learn the truth. Sorry if it's still confusing.

I won't hold you back anymore, enjoy!

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I slapped the alarm clock off and rubbed the sleep from my eyes. Groaning I stretched and bits and pieces from last night's dream came to me. My Uncle, Lemongrab, kidnapping me, me screaming for Marshall's help, and him rescuing me. It was the same thing over and over again for the past 10 years. Marshall always rescues me, sometimes immediately, other times a bit later. There were so many versions of it that I don't know which version of the dream was the truth. I knew that Marshall rescued me; I just didn't how he did it or how long it took him.

I grumbled pushing the thoughts of Marshall and my dreams away; I slipped my feet into my pink furry slippers and walked to the washroom to freshen up. I should stop fretting about Marshall, I thought, honestly I should be over him already! It's been 10 years for muffins' sake! After I showered and slipped my work clothes on, I walked to the kitchen to prepare my coffee and a small breakfast when my cell phone rang.

"Good Morning Sir." Answered my secretary Peppermint

"G'morning." I replied stifling a yawn.

"The Yokohama corp. called, they want to reschedule the meeting." He said

I poured the coffee in my bright pink thermos mug and said, "Okay, I'll see to that when I get there" and with that I hung up. I hate it when Peppermint calls me early morning about work, as if I don't already know. I quickly slapped me a cheese and lettuce sandwich and left my house for work.

I was about to start my car when I remembered to check my mail, quickly I ran to the mail box grabbed everything within it and ran back to my car. I'll sort the mail later, I promised myself before driving away to my company.

10 years have passed and I am now a big CEO of CAN-DIEZ corp, one of the famous companies that sell chocolate bars and other candies. We have franchised all around the globe. I have basically just taken over the company after my uncle's sudden death, but I had no choice in it. I sighed inwardly as I walked to my company; the staff members greeted me cheerfully and I smiled in response. When I reached my secretary, Peppermint greeted me firmly as he opened the door to my office, and while I walked to my desk he reminded me of what was on my agenda for today.

"Thank you Pepp, you can leave now." I said as I dismissed him.

As soon as Peppermint left I slumped on my big leather chair.

I flipped through my mail one by one to pass time; almost all of them were spam. I was throwing all the mail in the trash can when one envelope caught my eye. It was an unusual blue in color, and the only person I know who send letters in blue envelopes was Fiona. I haven't seen her in 7 years, after graduating she became a freelance writer, she started touring around the world and writing about her adventures. So far she had visited most of the world.

I sighed and opened the letter reading what she wrote while drinking my coffee:

"Greetings Gumball,

Hi! What's up? I'm coming back from my trip to Thailand in two days, and when I do I'll be hosting a high school reunion party! It'll be on the exact day that we graduated on 10 years ago. It'll be mathematical so you better come! Do you know how upset I was when you didn't come to the last party I hosted 5 yrs ago! Neither you nor Marshall Lee came. You have to come this time because the party will be held at LSP's exclusive club, Lumpy Space. I hope to see you there.