Chapter 6: Oh No, Feelings

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Gumball paced outside the treehouse. He really shouldn't be bothering Fiona with this. Especially since she had just recently gotten over him. But he didn't know where else to turn. As much as he hated to admit it, he didn't have many friends. The grass under his feet was lying completely flat from his pacing.

The door was flung open and Cake glared at him.

"You've been pacing out here for two hours! Just come in." Gumball sighed and followed Cake into the house. "It's not like you to just stand out there. Usually, you just prance right in." Fiona was at the table playing some weird card game and Cake sat back down to pick up her cards.

"I don't prance. Do I?"

"Yeah, what's the matter PG?" They completely ignored him. He heaved a deep sigh and sat between the two of them. Fiona placed down a card and a building popped up on the board. Cake sighed and began shuffling through her cards.

"I think I'm in love with Marshall Lee."

Silence covered the room.

Not even BMO moved to say anything. Gumball felt his muscles tense and he started picking at the edge of the table. Their stares weighed on him like bricks and he couldn't look up for fear of crushing his neck. Maybe he shouldn't have said anything.

"Fi, you owe me that free adventure pass." Cake finally said. Gumball chanced a glance up at them and Fiona was sighing in defeat while Cake was cheering. BMO ran up to the table and patted Gumball's legs.

"It is okay, Prince. We all fall in love sometimes. I am married to the air." BMO giggled and ran outside clapping with joy.

"Dang it, PG," Fiona sighed, scribbling the words 'adventure pass' on a piece of paper . "You couldn't have waited two more months to realize this? I could have won the bet."

"You guys were betting on my love life?" They nodded. Cake placed a card down when Fiona wasn't looking; apparently winning the game.

"Sugar, your whole kingdom is placing bets on your love life." She shuffled all the cards into a pile and Fiona helped her put the game away. "Speaking of, a lot of people now owe me."

"What do I dooooo!" Gumball slammed his head down and slapped the table.

"You obviously ask him out on a date." Fiona smiled as she sat back down at the table.

"What?!" He squeaked, burying his face in his hands, elbows digging into the hardwood table. "I can't do that! We're finally friends again. There's no way he'll even consider that. I'd just end up making a fool of myself. And then he won't want to be around me anymore." Fiona and Cake exchanged a look.

"I think you've got it all wrong Gumball. Marshall really cares about you." Fiona sighed.

"Right because nothing makes a guy care more than pushing him away only to desperately want him back, hurt his feelings, and then tell him you love him." These two were hopeless.

Then she got an idea.

"Oh! Oh! Oh!" She dashed over to her drawer and pulled out a bag.

"You got an idea, FI?" Cake wandered over to her. Gumball peeked out from under his arms.

"Heck yeah! It's gonna be rad. PG go get Marshall and then meet me and Cake in the dark woods! But take your time!!" And she was rushing out the door, dragging Cake behind her. Gumball sighed and flopped back onto the table. He knew this was a mistake. Who knew what the human had in mind.

It took him a few minutes, but he eventually gathered the motivation to get up. He made his way outside where BMO was talking to the air.

"And then Football dropped the toothbrush right into the toilet! Hahaha!" BMO giggled.

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