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Gummy's P.O.V

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I sat at my desk, signing the bills and papers that needed to be signed, sipping my afternoon tea when Peppermint Maid came trotting in with a frantic, but not surprised look on her face.

"M-my Prince,"

I raised my eyebrow and looked up from the paper I was signing.

"I-it's Marshall again."

I sighed and rubbed my temples, frustrated. This has been going on for weeks. I would be in my office or lab when Peppermint Maid would come running in, telling me Marshall is either crying for me, calling for me, needing me, or he just won't talk to anyone and just mumbling my name.

I love Marshall dearly. And I love how he only wants me for help, but I have work. There's been more trouble from Lemongrab. More trouble from the Hot Dog Knights. And all of it is being piled down on me. Jake and Finn have come in, asking if I've seen Marshall because he hasn't been hanging with them lately. I don't know what to tell them. I've been so stressed and sometimes I just break down and cry.

"Prince..." The Maid's voice brought me back to reality.

"Marshall..." she said again.

I sighed once again and ran my hand down my face, taking my glasses off and standing up, heading towards his room.

"Thank you, Peppermint, you can have the day off."

"Really?! Oh, thank you, my Prince!" She went in to hug me, but quickly stepped back, blushing and looking down.

I chuckled and picked her up, hugging her.

"You're welcome." She hugged my neck and once I put her down, she quickly ran off to do what she wanted for the day. I began to walk to Marshall. My boyfriend.

You know, I would have thought it would have been Marshall being the man in the relationship. And yes, we're going out now. Not many people know but it's slowly spreading.

I sighed and ran a hand through my hair, ruffling it. He seems so... so.... broken. It's like something or someone has broken him. He scares me sometimes during the night. He would shake in his sleep then sit up, looking around then going back to sleep. He would twitch.

He mutters the name Simone all the time. And I've come to learn the doll's name is Hambo. He clutches the thing all the time.

But, I've become the man. Me, Prince Gumball, always in pink, prissy ruler, bakes, is the man in the relationship with Marshall Lee, always in dark red and black, The Vampire King, and the big prankster.

Whoa.

I opened the door and walked in only to be pounced on and hugged to death, feeling his nose nuzzle against my neck.

"Thank *sniffle* glob you're here."

"What's wrong, Marshy?" He only allowed me to call him that. And I was quite the happy person about that.

I stood up, picking him up along and sitting on the bed, him straddling me.

"I just wanted to see you," he whispered and touched his nose to mine. I could tell he'd been crying because of the tear stains and his watery eyes.

I smiled sadly and let us rest in silence.

"Tell me I'm beautiful, GumGum," he muttered and closed his eyes.

I pushed a strand piece of hair behind his ear and put my hands on both his cheeks.

"You're beautiful, Marshall Lee."

"Thank you, no one has ever told me that."

"I'm surprised. You're the most beautiful being ever created. I love you."

"I love you, too."

I kissed him gently, holding his waist gently.

My dream has come true.

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