Fagenta (Marshall/Gumball)The pink hallways were a dark magenta as Marshall snuck around. The night was young and so was his will to prank that candy prince again. Everyday his pranks had either been foiled by Fionna or just didn't work with the Prince's instant changes in his schedule. It was funny, how obsessive he'd get until the target was fully humiliated.More Like This
Backward he floated through the halls, over the head of Peppermint Maid, and other servants that were finishing up chores before bed. It was hysterical they would fiercely do anything for their prince, and yet they didn't notice a glimmer of a shadow or a soft breeze caressing the back of their neck.
Tonight Marshall decided upon wearing a mask, and morphing himself into the Camel Corpse, a fearsome beast set on grinding children into dust. Gumball had been secretly afraid of it for ages, and only a surprise evesdropping had only granted Marshall that favor.
He laughed quietly at the thought as he floated his way toward the West Tower. Yeah, he had it fu