A/n I apologize in advance. Actually, no. I don't. Enjoy!
Chapter 5
A few weeks later, Gumball was frantically running all over the castle trying to make things look presentable. He was hosting this year's Prince Meeting and the castle had to look spotlessly decorated or the others would judge the flip out of him. Fiona was helping the servants decorate while Gumball was running himself thin between the kitchens, the entrance hall, and the reception hall.
He hung a decoration here, baked a new batch of food there, set placements here, and wrote notecards for his speech in between here and there. He only had about three hours left and they were only halfway done.
"What's going on here? A party?" Marshall floated in through the window, umbrella protecting his face and obscene yellow gloves covering his arms.
"I told you last night. You weren't listening." Gumball finished hanging the banner for the Slime Kingdom and climbed back down his ladder. "You were too busy scaring that poor old person half to death." Marshall scoffed and floated behind Gumball as he marched back to the kitchen.
"I do that every month. It's their fault they forget." Gumball glared and shoved oven mitts on his hand. He slapped Marshall's hand as he reached for a muffin.
"Don't. I need that for the meeting." Marshall glanced around at the counters that were covered with hundreds of muffins that looked identical.
"How many muffins do you need?" Gumball pulled the muffins out the pan and set them to cool before putting new wrappers in.
"You'd be surprised how many muffins the Princes eat if you'd ever stick around for the meetings." Marshall snapped his fingers and beamed. Gumball poured more batter into the cups.
"Oh! You did mention it last night. It's the annual meeting." Gumball rolled his eyes and put the muffins into the oven, took off the mitts, and then strode out of the kitchen. Marshall followed.
"What's the topic this year? Trade again? Petty rivalries that close up borders? How-"
"Peppermint Maid! Can you fetch the rest of the banners for me to hang while I run to make sure the entrance hall is finished?" The candy nodded and took Cake with her. Marshall frowned.
"You need to relax, Gum. The others-" Gumball whirled and marched down a different hall, steps a quick staccato bouncing off the walls.
"I can't relax Marshall. I told you that I should have been working last night. But against my better judgment, I went out with you. Now, I have to rush to make sure things get done. But it's fine as long as I stick to the schedule I made." Marshall almost got left behind, trying to sneak a muffin from a tray that a candy person was holding.
"But you can work without stressing yourself out. This is why-"
"Butterscotch Butler! Good work on the entrance! It looks great! They could use your help in the meeting hall now. Thank you!" Marshall sighed. Gumball was off again, almost sprinting to another part of the castle. Marshall sighed and floated back to where he last saw Fiona.
She wasn't there, but he had a fun time messing with the candy people who were trying to finish putting up the last of the decorations. He took their tape and tacked it to the wall just out of their reach. Or he hid the decoration they sat down to help someone else. At one point he switched everyone's baskets around so they all had the wrong decorations. And he definitely took a muffin or two.
"Marshall!" Gumball yelled as he stomped into the room, a timid candy person trailing behind him. "Are you kidding me? What the bjork is wrong with you!?" Marshall frowned, pausing his action of tying shoelaces together.
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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...
