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Ƥriȵƈℯ Ɠumƅąℓℓ ([personal profile] bubbagum) wrote in [community profile] lovebakery2015-03-25 04:37 pm

Live a Little [closed]

Who: Marshall Lee [personal profile] batlittleboy and Gumball [personal profile] bubbagum
What: continued from here. Gumball is Marshall Lee's guardian angel and they are taking a trip! Alternate Universe, and stuff.
When: night
Where: a hotel in San Francisco
Warnings: Marshall Lee is a warning

So. This was a thing that was happening. Gumball was on a trip with Marshall Lee. It was not uncommon for guardian angels to travel alongside their charges wherever they went, but Gumball was taking things a step further. After prodding from Marshall Lee, Gumball was disguised as a human. No longer was he a walking candy store; he was fair-skinned, with light pink undertones, and he was dressed in slacks and a button-up shirt. Standing in a group of other people, he looked normal.

Not only that, he had used his powers to make himself visible to other people. So the receptionist at the lobby of the hotel they were staying at gave them two room keys. Also there were two beds in their room. It was kind of nice, to be recognized again, to converse with people other than Marshall. He was enjoying himself, despite knowing that, if he was caught, he would be in deep trouble.

But Gumball did not want to think about that right now. He was tired from the long drive, and even kind of hungry, surprisingly. He stretched when they got to the elevator, making a pleased noise. This was fun!
batlittleboy: (Nah look it's cream puffs.)

[personal profile] batlittleboy 2015-04-06 12:23 am (UTC)(link)
"You're like a ninja, blending right in."

Sprawled against the back of the elevator, Marshall gave Gumball another appraising look over. If nothing else, he was managing to be a human pretty well.

Maybe it was like riding a bike. It never really went away. The thought hit him with a pang, one he didn't really want to focus on. Whenever his brain wandered down the path of thinking about who Gumball use to be, he did his best to turn it back around. The thought weighed heavy and he really didn't want to pin down why.

"So how do you like it so far?" He asked, looking to change the subject and get his brain turned right back around.
Edited 2015-04-06 00:24 (UTC)
batlittleboy: (sup.)

[personal profile] batlittleboy 2015-04-29 10:44 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh yeah? Anyone interesting?"

The elevator whisked them upwards smoothly. The place was 4 stars, sleek and expensive, and the movement of the elevator as barely noticeable as it swept them up.

Despite wanting to avoid thinking about Gumball's past, a question was out of his mouth before he even realized it.

"When were you born?"

Gumball had been round him enough that obviously he'd gotten over any culture shock he may have had, but Marshall realized he had no idea when his companion had grown up. For all he knew, before him, the other hadn't ever been in an elevator.
batlittleboy: (content)

[personal profile] batlittleboy 2015-06-03 04:17 am (UTC)(link)
"Don't wander off with anyone who offers a puppy." He flopped over on to his own bed, wallowing around for a moment, before heaving himself back up into a sitting positions.

"The 70s, huh?" Most of what he knew about the 70s was ridiculously glamorized bullshit. Hollywood folks loved the 70s. A lot. At least the ones he'd spent his childhood with.

He had a feeling that scene had little relation to where Gumball had come from.

"Are they just like...foggy, or what?"
batlittleboy: (:P)

[personal profile] batlittleboy 2015-06-24 05:08 pm (UTC)(link)
"Your memories, gumbutt." he said with a laugh as he started flipping through the pamphlets and booklet laid out by the hotel staff for them. Nothing terrible interesting caught his eye, but he knew this place well enough not to need them.