A/n Hello! So, before we even start, I know that this idea has been overused. I've read the fanfics. But, I wanted to do it my way and there's nothing else to do since I can't leave my house. I hope you guys enjoy and let me know how you feel about it!
Chapter 1
The laboratory was a mess. A well-organized mess, but still a mess. Gumball sighed in frustration, the little plant on the table laughed at him. He needed to clean up, but he was just so close to figuring out why these plants could regenerate the way they did. He just needed a little more time. And a clean lab. And maybe some sleep?
Who was he kidding? He didn't have time to sleep. He still had to go through the new stack of citizen complaints piled on his desk. A wet glob of sticky, green, gloop smacked him in the face. The plant opened its carnivorous mouth, stuck out its long serpent-like tongue, blew a raspberry, and snickered.
Gumball sighed, a habit he had gotten used to at this point, and wiped the plant spit off his face with a used towel, one reserved for cleaning up such a mess. He took a pair of garden clippers off a side tray and mercilessly trimmed a few leaves off the plant. It hissed in pain, curling its bulbous head around its stem, shivering. A few moments later, another glob of spit hit him and the leaves were back. Gumball took a deep breath and scribbled on his notebook- at this point, it really was a scribble seeing as how it was barely legible.
The door to his lab opened and Peppermint Maid poked her head in.
"Excuse me sir, but I think you should get some sleep. You've been in here for at least twelve hours." Gumball glanced at his watch and then at the untouched tray of lunch Peppermint maid had brought him around noon- which was apparently eight hours ago.
"Thank you, let me just clean up and then I'll head straight to bed." He turned to start putting flasks back in their proper places and substances back in their containers. After a few moments, he still hadn't heard the door shut and glanced back to see Peppermint Maid still standing there. "Was there something else?" The candy shook her head.
"No, sir. With all due respect, I do not trust you to tidy up without getting distracted a few times. The kingdom depends on you and it is my duty to make sure you take care of yourself." The Peppermint bowed a little, never once leaving her temporary post. Gumball smiled at the candy, nodded, and went back to putting the supplies away. He was halfway through scooping up his tools when he heard a small noise. He darted to the left, just barely missing another ball of spit, and whirled around.
"Ha! I knew you had a pattern. Seven minutes! Seven minutes between each spitball!" He yelled and flung himself at his notepad. He only got three sentences in before Peppermint Maid cleared her throat. Gumball looked over the edge of the paper, a guilty look on his face.
"Sorry, Pepper." He put the notebook down and locked the plant in one of the free glass cabinets. He wiped the counters down with the rag and left it in the laundry bin. Stretching his arms above his head, he left the room, making sure to leave his lab coat on the coat hook.
The stairs leading to his room seemed to drag on forever. If Peppermint Maid noticed that he missed a few steps, she didn't say anything. He had to trace his way up the stairs by keeping one hand on the wall for the last half. No wonder he had been sentenced to bed.
Once he was safely in his room, Peppermint Maid left with the threat that if he went back to his lab at some point during the night, she would leave guards outside the room. He assured her that he wouldn't and stepped into his adjoining bathroom to change and brush his teeth.
He pulled his pajama bottoms out of his dresser, shuffling into them. He wandered over to his closet and pulled on the T-shirt Marshall Lee had given him a long time ago. He debated wearing it again tonight but decided on doing so anyway. He sighed, now fully dressed in his jam jams, and made his way to his bed, turning out the lights on his way. His bed was normally extremely comfortable, but for some reason, he just could not find a way to lay without something bothering him.
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From Dusk Til Dawn
Fanfiction*I have also posted this on archive so if you find it there, don't worry that was also me* Gumball stared into the night, trying to find some kind of moving shadow, and hoping the one he found would be the one he was looking for. It had been three n...
