Part I – Marshall Finds Something Unexpected in Gumball's Room!

Marshall Lee's point of view

My feet began to numb due to the excessive cold temperature in the Kingdom that evening. I had just left a local music hall around an hour ago only to find that my house key must have gotten lost somewhere in the concert. If summer was upon us I could surely nap outside my door until Marceline would find me in the morning and get me another key (she is close friends with the kingdom locksmith), but unfortunately I am caught tonight in the dead of winter.

Snow was falling in a flurry. Little specks of white frost tickled my nose and glazed my jet black hair, which I just got cut in a new style a couple of days ago. I tightened my red, striped, scarf and zipped up my letterman jacket, I had to start preserving heat. I began floating around the streets aimlessly, hoping to find a generous candy citizen to let me in their house for the night.

Just then I saw a light on in Princess Bubblegum's castle. I just slightly made out the silhouette of a tall-ish young man with up-right standing hair. It was Prince Gumball.

Gumball and I have met in the past, and there has been some, well… Friction. Our personalities seem to clash, but if I want to not freeze to death it's worth a shot to ask him. After all, if he's going to leave his curtains open like that then he should expect a floating vampire or two to come knocking.

I flew upwards and knocked on his window. Inside I saw his, almost entirely, pink decorated bedroom. Prince Gumball came out of a door in his room that seemed to be a kitchen, and at first squinted at me in confusion, but soon after recognized my identity.

"Marshall Lee? Can I help you," Gumball said in a rather sassy voice.

"Well, I lost my house key and I really need somewhere to stay right now. Would you mind if I slept on your floor or something of the sort," I'm sure he would allow this since he would probably enjoy watching me try to sleep in pain on his lightly pink carpeted floor.

He shot me a hesitant look for a few moments, but then painfully agreed and opened the window. I floated in and sat on his queen sized bed, while he trotted off to the bathroom.

"I'll let you stay tonight Marshall but tomorrow morning you're out" Gumball echoed from behind the bathroom door. I heard the sound of his belt come off and the ruffling of clothes on the floor. The door finally swung back open and out came a rather stripped down version of Prince Gumball. His majestic, pink, suit was replaced with a loosely fit blush-colored tank top and white heart patterned boxer briefs. The boxer briefs were tight enough to proudly display his tennis ball sized bulge, and were made out of a stretchy spandex type material. He gracefully walked toward his bed, removed his crown and placed it on his night stand, and then sat down on his bed next to me. A faint smell of strawberry cheese cake emanated from him, he must have been baking in his kitchen before I got here.

Gumball turned to me, his eyelashes were very long and his pale pink lips seemed to seamlessly match with his bed spread, "Okay, you can have this pillow, and there's probably some blankets somewhere over there-"Gumball pointed to a basket in the corner of his bedroom, "-Sorry this isn't necessarily a 5 star bed and breakfast hotel".

"its fine, thank you for letting me stay" I said. I curled up on his floor and wrapped myself in a fuzzy purple blanket I found in the basket he directed me to earlier. Gumball flicked off the lights, and tossed himself in his bed. He sure was a spoiled Prince.

As I laid out on Gumball's floor, I made out something under his royal bed. There were a couple of things, actually. As my eyes began to adjust the shapes started to become clearer; not only the shapes, but the sizes, textures, and the colors!

Under Prince Gumball's bed was an array of pink sex toys (of course they were pink).

To Be Continued