Marshall lee x Prince Gumball

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Gumball's pov
"Wait wait.", I thought to myself. Did he just tell me to go to hell with him? "Did you just ask me to go to hell with you?" I ask.
"yeah." he said not thinking at all that what he was asking me was crazy. He simply began to draw some sort of face onto the floor and started to chant.
I looked at him and just sorta stared at him. What am I supposed to do?
"So, let me get this straight." I said trying to look as serious as possible. "you want me, lovable, small, not at all tough looking Gumball to go to hell with you?"
"Yeah, that's the plan." he said looking very confused. "okay am convinced. what the hell, let's go to hell!" "Really?!" He replies.
"No I was kidding! Marshall I won't survive ten minutes in there! What the hell where you thinking!?" He looked down at his shoes and said.
"look there's something kinda huge I've been keeping from you." he said not taking his sight off his shoes.
"what are you talking about Marshall?" I said. I suddenly become overcome by curiosity.
"I...um...I'' king of the nightosphere." He said. And the last thing I remember was being pulled through the nightosphere portal with him.