TITLE: the blood shal flow, from the skull and the cat
FEATURING THE CHARACTERS: KILLER, gumball
WRITERS:@thoukas,@l-gummy-l
gummball lookd at his mortal enemy killer!sans from the hit somthing new, gumball knew he'd have the power of toon force by his side, but he didn't know the power of killers carisma, the two of them lockd eyes, gumball chardg at killer, gumball was holding a comicly larg sword, but littel did he know about killers reflexses, killer sucker punch gumball in the gut, but gumball didn't flintch, gumball took killers head and kick'd it like a soccar ball
"Ha! Cartoon magic on my side!" Gumball cheers and cackles. Killer scoffed and shook his head, sitting up on the ground. "For a [REDACTED] cat, you're stupidly strong," he mutters. He just got censored by cartoon bullshit. Oh fuckin' hell.
Killer stands up and summons his knives, his eye sockets twitching in annoyance. "You're gonna cry for you mama, pussycat," he cooed in a fake sweet tone. Gumball stiffened and shot Killer a menacing glare.
'Why the fuck is the kid glowing?' Killer thought nervously, taking a step back.
"Uh, listen, kid-" before Killer could finish his sentence, a giant anime fist slammed into his face. "YOU NEVER MENTION MY MOM, YOU [REDACTED] PIECE OF [REDACTED]!"
"I'll leave your mother out of this, wait, wait, wait-" Killer screeched and quickly crawled back, a fatal kick cracking the ground where he had been.
Gumball's eyes were glowing blue.
"I THOUGHT THIS WAS CARTOON! WHY ARE YOU ANIME POWERED?!" Killer screamed incredulously and shook his head. "You dared to mention MY mother on that filthy mouth of yours, Killer," Gumball seethed, enraged beyond reason. "Cartoon magic ain't enough, bro."
"Oh, [REDACTED] my life," Killer whispered in resignation. But, his survival instincts did not follow his words, he quickly dodged a jab and a cross. "[REDACTED] CALM IT, KID! HOLY [REDACTED]!"
"I AIN'T CALMING ANYTHING, SEWER TEARS!"
"What the [REDACTED] did you just call ME?!" Killer barked angrily and stood up, quickly shooting knives towards Gumball. Gumball, like some fucking elite Sans variant, dodged everything without breaking a sweat.
"I have the power of cartoon and anime on my side, KILLER!"
Damn that was kinda… Bad[REDACTED].
“…Heh. Thats the stupidest [REDACTED] I’ve heard.”
Gumball blinks, annoyed,
“..What? No- Literally, cartoon logic lives in all of us! You don’t look like a cartoon- Not really… And why is there so much ‘bleeps’ going on???”
Killer frowns, okay this is stupid.
“…’Cartoon logic lives in all of us’? YEESH you sound like Dreamie, but worse… eugh. I don’t even know why I got sent here, boss- Ugh… Can I leave yet???”
An ominous dark portal rips open, full of disgusting negativity, is that goopy stuff too??? Weird. A figure, with goopy tendrils, and a cyan eyelight pokes their head through, seemingly not pleased.
“…Killer, you cannot leave until you cause enough negativity in this dimension. If you seriously want to leave, you got to hurt something closest to that blue cat thing.”
Killer groans dramatically, their eyes leaking more black fluid, before clutching their knife tightly,
“UGHHH WHO WOULD I EVEN HAVE TO KILL??”
Then it hits him… That orange fish thing that hangs around Gumball…
Killer’s eyelights glow brightly, in a spark… Darwin was his name wasn’t he?
“…OHHOHOHOHHH,”
Killer’s smile widens abnormally wide, unnerving even…
Gumball sweats, baring their fists,
“…Why are you smiling like that- HOW IS THAT EVEN ALLOWED??”
Killer in a flash, appears in front of Gumball, slashing their knife across their chest,
“…Well, sweetheart, let me tell you a silly little secret…”
Killer leans closer to Gumball, their breath breathing down Gumball’s neck, which causes the cat to flinch
“…YOU DON’T CONTROL ME.”
Killer kicks Gumball’s head to the side, landing Gumball into a street lamp, the blood leaking from their head a tiny bit.
Gumball feels horror creep in, seeing where Killer is heading,
“…GET- ACCK Gh- GET AWAY FROM-“
A knife flies near their neck, making Gumball slump, as Killer starts toward the house… And as Gumball wakes up,
THE STREETS ARE COVERED IN BLOOD.
The house… Is empty, and as Gumball wakes up, he sees his family members dead. Killer stands over Gumball’s shoulder, blowing a ‘kiss’ and walks towards the dark portal, calling, beckoning,
“…Hope you don’t mind, but I decided to take a detour!”
A glitch crackles, orange fins thrown to Gumball’s feet,
“…HAVE FUN IN HELL SWEETHEART!”
Killer’s laugh echos as the skeleton leaves..
The world feels dark,
Gumball feels numb,
Sickness drawing in,
This…
They should have never fought something Gumball couldn’t comprehend. What has this day become..? No more happy moments.. just isolation.
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