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UnDeadReaper95 Vice Captain
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 Posted: Sat Nov 08, 2014 9:00 pm
"The hell you think you are going by yourself? You know how much trouble I could get into for letting you go off on your own?!" Marshall Lee called out after him as he went down the ladder. The vampire was quickly in tow as the candy male tried to storm out of his house alone. The prince already hated him, that was obvious, but everyone else would hate him too if he let the prince go off on his own with any protection. The prince had to know that. He had been guard practically his whole life, why did he think he could stop now?
As Gumball called out goodbye to him and walked out the door, Marshall Lee honestly could have throttled the pink teen. For a prince of an entire kingdom, he quite literally was the most immature person Marshall knew. He was so selfish and didn't even try to consider other people's feelings before he said something. The vampire quickly chased out after and tightly gripped his hand to stop him from running away. "Look Princess, How about you stop for two seconds and realize what a complete jerkbag you are being?" Marshall harshly sneered at him as he refused to release the male's wrist.
Marshall was about ten times stronger than Gumball, so it was very clear that the prince wasn't going anywhere at that point unless Marshall allowed him to do. "You are supposed to be smart aren't you? Thinking about it rationally you idiot, I didn't kidnap you or drag you here by force, I took you to my house last night because you told me that you were tired of acting and being the person you are being right now. Now, please can we drop the fake, "I'm better than you" pompous theatrics?" His voice was strong as his gray stared completely into Bubba eyes. It wasn't until after he finished his question that his expression faultered.
"...I know this sound really dumb, because you probably can't even remember last night, but... I want the friend I made last night back... He was really cool and I don't want to go back to this. Back to hating you because you hate me, it's stupid." Marshall confessed after a moment with a much softer and vulerable demeanor.
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Posted: Sat Nov 08, 2014 9:13 pm
Bubba about whipped around and tried to punch Marshall in the face as he grabbed onto his arm, but with how tightly he was gripping, it actually made him wince. To top it off, he just kept getting more frustrated the longer Marshall spoke.
"Ugh! Don't you get it?!" he practically screamed, trying to rip his wrist from Marshall's grip, but just ended up twisting it violently, just making him more pissed off. The prince had finally snapped. "I don't know who that person freaking was! I don't even know who I am at the castle! I don't know who I <********> am, and I don't even know how to find myself! I'm this terrible person when I'm home! I'm...I don't even know! I'm torn apart, and I don't have time to figure out who the Glob I am because I have so many other things to worry about and make sure my citizens are alright!" he screamed at him, voice breaking as tears fell down his cheeks. "Maybe I want to get lost in the woods! Maybe I want to find somewhere to hide so no one can find me! Maybe then I'll be able to figure out who I am and what I want and what I want to do and how to have fun without there being any mathing consequences! I'm tired of being fake, but I don't even know if I'm even faking it anymore! Maybe I'm just permanently an a*****e unless I don't even have a grip on what I'm doing when I drink," he sobbed out.
"Now just let me go so maybe I have a chance at happiness with no one around but nature... Please... Let me get lost so maybe I can find myself..," he pleaded softly, looking up into Marshall's eyes with violet ones full of the pain and helplessness that he tried so hard to keep secret.
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UnDeadReaper95 Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Nov 10, 2014 2:35 pm
As Gumball started to scream at him Marshall just stood there and took it. For once in probably his entire existence, he just stood there and took a verbal assult. He completely understood what Gumball was saying... He knew what it was like to feel like you don't even understand yourself. He knew what it was like to feel completely alone in the world. As the candy male finally broke down and stopped yelling, Marshall just softly shook his head. "...I'm sorry, that I was so mean to you earlier... but I can't let you go off by yourself, and just call it a hunch, but I have a feeling that you really don't want to be by yourself anyway, so just let me help you Bubba... Please, I want to help you, and this isn't some kind of joke or anything like. I really just want to help my friend." Marshall stated back softly before he released the male's wrist by pulling him into a hug.
"...I'll do whatever it takes to help you find yourself, Bubba, just don't leave right now." Marshall told him in a soft, comforting voice. He was being as sincere as he possibly could. He just wanted to help him, but he couldn't do that if Gumball didn't want his help.
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Posted: Mon Nov 10, 2014 2:50 pm
Bubba just broke down more as Marshall pulled him into a hug. He fell limp in his arms and cried into his shoulder, bag dropping off of his shoulder and to the ground. He just loosely gripped at Marshall's shirt as his whole body shook with sobs. "O-Okay..," he whimpered as he buried his face in Marshall's neck. "B-But what can you do to help if I can't even help myself?" he asked as he pulled away from Marshall and looked up at him with sad eyes. "I've been alive for...for Glob knows how many years, and I still don't know who I am. I just feel so lost and...and small, and every day I push myself further, but...it's like my feet move forward, but my mind moves back, so I just feel completely stretched out and like I'm being torn apart. How can anyone fix me?" he asked helplessly as he wiped his face and sniffled.
"Sorry... I got your shirt all wet... It's gonna be sticky now from the sugar," he apologized in a mumble, looking down at the ground, now ashamed of how he had acted earlier on in the night. It was all coming crashing down on him now as he stood there, staring at the limp strap of his duffle bag that lay on the ground abandoned. "My head hurts," he mumbled, a seemingly permanent pout on his lips paired with his sorrow-filled eyes as he looked back up at Marshall.
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UnDeadReaper95 Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Nov 16, 2014 10:25 pm
Marshall closed his eyes and just held the other in a tight embrace. He knew that at his lowest points in life, all he wanted was to be held and told that it would be okay. As he listened to Gumball sob about what he was feeling, Marshall just spoke from his heart. “It doesn’t matter how, I’m just going to be here until we figure something out, okay? Starting today, I am going to be a friend you can count on, I promise you that, Bubba.” Marshall told him with confidence. He wasn’t lying when he said that he had been through all this, and he knew that Bubba needed someone. He was determined to be that person. As the pink male pulled back, Marshall gave him a sympathetic smile.
“It’s just a shirt, I can always wash it.” Marshall told him with a small laugh before he reached between them and lifted Gumball’s chin with his hand. “Hey, do you really want to go home? I mean, we can just go back to my house, and just relax. You know, let your hangover calm down, I know a good cure for it.” Marshall offered to him with a friendly voice as he released his chin and let his hand fall back down to his side. “You don’t have to, but I think that it might help to just stay away from all the stress of the castle for a little longer.” Marshall told him as he looked into the prince’s eyes. He was really counting on the other trusting him to help him.
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Posted: Mon Nov 17, 2014 11:37 am
Bubba looked up into Marshall's eyes as his chin was tilted up by the vampire's chilly fingers. He sniffled a little and tore his gaze away from the dark eyes as he invited him to stay longer so the vampire could help his hangover go away. "No...I don't really want to go home," he mumbled as he felt the gentle touch leave his face. He didn't know why, but his heart sunk slightly in disappointment when he didn't have physical contact with the vampire anymore.
Bubba's gaze lingered on Marshall's fingers that were just touching him. It slowly slid up back to Marshall's face, eyes immediately meeting his...friend's. He gave him a little smile, letting him know he was accepting what was happening. "Okay...show me this maical cure for a hangover," he told him invitingly and bent down to pick up his bag once more. He slung it over his shoulder and smiled back up at Marshall, heart fluttering lightly with the new establishment of true friendship between them.
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UnDeadReaper95 Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Nov 19, 2014 8:53 am
Marshall Lee brightened up almost completely as he heard Gumball say that he wanted Marshall to show him his magical cure for hangovers. "I knew I could persuade you to stay," The vampire told him cheerfully before throwing his arm around the other's shoulders and leading him back to his house happily. Despite, Bubba's strong attempt to escape him, the two really hadn't made it that far from the house, which Marshal was really thankful for since the trees were really keeping the sun from attacking him. He hadn't really gotten the chance to put on any kind of sun protection before rushing out for the prince, so he could have been rushing into sudden doom.
As they made it back into the house, the vampire floated into his kitchen and started digging for something in the cabinet. "I am going to be upfront with you now, going down it is going to taste terrible, but give it five minutes, and you will feel good as new." the vampire told the pink male as pulled a jar of mystery black, tar-like liquid from cabinet's contents. Marshall had been around a long time, and because he had been around so long, he had picked up quite a few things that were probably older than dirt. This jar was one of those things.
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Posted: Tue Nov 25, 2014 4:06 pm
Bubba found himself blushing lightly as Marshall slung his arm over his shoulders. He began walking back to the house silently, enjoying the surprising warmth the vampire gave him. He unconsciously leaned into his side as they walked into the cavern and then through the front door.
Bubba set his bag back down onto the floor as Marshall floated off to get this "magic" hangover cure. He followed him silently, and cringed noticably as he saw the jar in Marshall's hand. "Oh, Glob. What is that?" he asked with obvious distaste in his voice. "And...and are there side-effects or anything?" he added as an afterthought, eyeing the black sludge.
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UnDeadReaper95 Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Nov 26, 2014 7:20 pm
Marshall laughed a little as he held the jar in his hands. "Oh come on, it isn't that bad, I use to know this warlock and he made it. So it's definitely works." Marshall told his pink friend as he set the jar down and unscrewed the lid. It seemed beyond ancient, and if it wasn't for Marshall's vampire strength, he probably wouldn't have been able to open it. The jar didn't really have a particularly fun odor either, but never-the-less, Marshall preceded to get out a cup and filled it half way up with water. After doing this, Marshall found a spoon and scooped three scoops of the gooey substance into the glass. The vampire then began to stir the liquid in the glass so that the black syrup dissolved to make a black, drinkable liquid.
"Bottoms up," Marshall told him happily before handing him over the glass as if it was something simple like lemonade that he had to drink. It really did look disgusting, but Marshall seemed to have confident in the fact that it wouldn't kill the prince. Marshall had used it before of course, but he only used it in extreme cases, so on a personal level he hadn't used the stuff in years probably. Marshall knew his limit and rarely drank over it, without just sleeping the next day way. The prince could probably just sleep off his hangover too, but he wanted a fast cure.
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Posted: Wed Nov 26, 2014 7:35 pm
Bubba blanched at the scent of the gooey substance, quickly covering his wrinkled nose. His eyes widened in horror, then, when he watched Marshall pull a cup out. So he'd have to drink it, not just take a spoonful?! He watched him mixing it with water, and heard his brain, stomach and heart protest anything to do with this sludge. As the cup was handed to him, Bubba stared down at the pitch-black liquid with distaste. It still smelled awful, and it didn't look too appealing either. He gave Marshall an unsure look, then took a deep breath and decided to ignore what his body was telling him. Instead, he decided to trust Marshall with this, and, with remorse, he lifted the cup to his lips and shut his eyes tight before doing just as Marshall Lee said--bottoms-up.
Since the prince drank it all in one go, and didn't breathe at all while doing so, he only got the bulk of the horrid taste after setting the cup down. He turned pale and gagged at the taste, body jolting as he covered his mouth with his hand and shut his eyes tightly again, concentrating more on holding his guts down than on the taste of the "cure".
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UnDeadReaper95 Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Dec 01, 2014 9:43 am
Marshall had to momentarily pause to stop himself from laughing. He knew the stuff was horrible beyond reason, but it was still a little hilarious to watch someone else try and drink it. "... you okay there, man? I promise, I'm not trying to kill you." Marshall asked after composing himself in such a way he didn't seem like he was making fun of the prince. The pink male really did seem like he was struggling to keep the stuff down, but Gumball probably rarely ever ate anything that was candy and sugar and anything nice. Marshall, in hindsight, thought maybe he could have tried to sweeten the goo by adding sugar to it, but it probably wouldn't have worked. Witchcraft had a way of making things that tasted gross and keeping them gross no matter what you added to the mix. Not only that, Marshall had zero idea what went into making the "medicine". Putting the sugar to sweeten it, honestly could have had the effect of missing up the end result. The whole point was that it was disgusting, but it made you feel completely better in thirty minutes tops.
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Posted: Mon Dec 01, 2014 2:42 pm
Bubba's body jolted once more as he stopped himself from throwing up, eyes squeezing shut even tighter. He stumbled over to the kitchen sink and grabbed onto the side of it, gagging as he hung his head down into the basin. He frantically reached for a knob and turned the water on, scooping some into his mouth to wash the grotesque taste off of his tongue. Eventually, he turned the water off and grabbed a paper towel, breathing hard as he wiped the water off of his face. He groaned and looked over at Marshall, a small scowl on his lips. Yes, he did feel much better, but that was beside the point.
"Ugh... What the math did you just have me drink?" he asked, an exhausted expression on his face. "I mean...Gob, I would have rather curled back in bed with you and slept it off than drink that biz," he told him with another groan, the taste still sticking to his tongue despite how long he washed his mouth out. Once he realized exactly what he said, though, a bright blush flushed his face and looked at Marshall awkwardly. "Um..," he tried, now timid because his brain obviously wasn't completely there.
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UnDeadReaper95 Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Dec 07, 2014 12:43 pm
Marshall flew back a bit seeing the prince gag. He was not about to be puked on by a candy person. Their throw-up was probably like acid or something. "Whoa man, don't go all barfzilla on me," Marshall told him before he saw Gumball rush over to the sink. He thought about going towards him to comfort him, since he seemed really in a bad place, but he also didn't want to crowd him. Therefore, he just stayed back watching him and waiting to see there was anything he could do for him. "I have no idea, but judging by the taste, I really don't think that I personally want to know what I have stomached on numerous occasions." The vampire admitted as he looked at PG sympathetically.
An awkward silence grew between the two after the Prince said that he would have rather just slept it off with Marshall in his bed. At first he really didn't think anything of it. To be honest, he thought that Gumball was saying that cuddling back up with him was jokingly the lesser of the two evils... but then he blushed... like he actually did want to just go cuddle up with him some more before drinking that. After a minute or so nothing being said, Marshall gave an awkward laugh. "Oh I get it, yeah man, I would rather try and sleep it off too, like we did last night. haha, that stuff is wrank," Marshall stated as he openly passed Bubba's words off as a joke. He was pretty sure that the prince really did want to lay down with him again, and to be completely honest, Marshall didn't know if he also wanted that... but he played it off like Gumball had never blushed... he had to.. otherwise he was afraid the candy prince would leave again... and Marshall didn't want to be alone again.
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Posted: Sun Dec 07, 2014 1:01 pm
Bubba gave Marshall a look as his delayed reaction kicked in. A smile slowly broke out onto his face as he gave a snort, then he cracked up laughing. He actually laughed so hard that he doubled over and had to hold his stomach and the counter for support.
He wasn't sure why he was laughing so hard at Marshall obviously playing off what Bubba said as a joke, but it probably had something to do with the awkwardness of the whole situation. That, and the fact that he felt so much better now than he had only a few minutes ago. And that he was deep down really glad Marshall Lee chased after him and was willing to help him and hang out with him until he felt better. He felt like he had a real friend.
Eventually, he stopped his hysterical laughing and stood up mostly-straight again, giggling a little here and there as he wiped the sugar-water tears from his face. He looked up at Marshall, eyes gleaming in happiness he hadn't felt in a long time, grin on his lips.
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UnDeadReaper95 Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2014 10:57 pm
Marshall, at first, was stunned by the pink male's laughter. He wasn't sure if he had broke him or if he had actually found something that amused the prince. The entire time they had spent together the only time that the prince even seemed to like him was when he was slam drunk, but this moment... this moment gave Marshall Lee a lot hope for their friendship. As he watched the other laughing, he found himself laughing. He wasn't even completely sure what was so funny, but he just found it completely contagious to watch Gumball laughing.
As they both seemed to come down from their laughter fess, Marshall looked over to the other male and couldn't help but to smile brightly at his grin. Marshall wasn't sure what it was, but Gumball was beautiful. Marshall had been around a long time, and he had seen a lot of beauty through the ages, but nothing compared to the beauty that Gumball seemed to carry with a smile on his face. "You know you're gorgeous when you carry that killer smile," Marshall spoke before he could really stop himself as he just looked over the male. Bubba looked like all the stress from his kingdom was finally gone, and Marshall couldn't not comment on that. He looked magnificent.
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