Gumball's pov
Me and Marshall spent the whole night talking about everything. I talked about pepper and he about school. Most importantly, we talked about how much we missed each other. We conversed till I feel asleep in the middle of my sentence. I woke up tuked in bed. There was no sign of Marshall and I started to feel as if I imagined last nights events, until I say that there was a note written in Marshall's loopy handwriting.
"I'll see you soon bubba.
-love marshall ;) "
I held the note to my chest and suddenly was overwhelmed by my reality. I cried for an hour until Pepper came to tell me to get ready for today. Every night for about 2 months, Marshall would come by and we would talk for hours. Every morning I would awake to a new note, each saying something sweeter then the next. I liked being able to see him at night, but I wanted to see him anytime I wanted. I was always so tired by nightfall that each visit was cut off by my sleeping. I decided enough was enough. I was going to talk to Marshall about something. Something important, like getting out off this globbling castle!!!