Don't stand in my way!

“Whoa, really?”  Gumball looked excited, a spark lighting in his eyes, “You’re that magician, huh?  Can you show me some magic?  And don’t do somethin’ dumb like make my wallet disappear like the last magician I met…”

“where is that bunbun?” two ears poped up out the hat and then a bunny peaked up “theres the bunbun”

“I’m Gumball, by the way!  Famous street artist, yaknow?”

He leaned forward, leaning his forehead against its.  “You’re even cuter up close, you know that?”

“Really?” It hummed “That’s awfully sweet of you, Gumball~ Now..” It leaned forward a bit so their noses were touching, not breaking eye contact “Where’s that kiss you asked about?”

He reached up and cupped Snow’s cheek, “S’right here, babe~!” He tilted his head, kissing it softly on the lips.  This was paradise!!!

“No thanks, I’m already in one. Who exactly are you anyway?”

“Sir, I only accept CKS, Cookie Kingdom Swag, I cannot count any other kind of Swag.”

SPLAT!  He launched a giant yellow gumball onto her, covering her outfit!

“Sir, I only accept CKS, Cookie Kingdom Swag, I cannot count any other kind of Swag.”

“No thanks, I’m already in one. Who exactly are you anyway?”

“R-reciprocated..?” Gumball said the word slowly, trying his best to comprehend what he heard. “R-reciprocated..!” He repeated it again, a goofy gap-toothed grin crossing his face. “Reciprocated!!!” He was too happy to be able to say anything else on the matter, to be honest!

“I-I’ve, uh, kinda- kinda thought you’re p-pretty cute since you started working here…” It spoke sheepishly, hunching its shoulders.

A sudden thought flew threw his mind, and he strolled forwards until he was leaning across the desk towards Snow.  He smiled again, tilting his head off to the side.  “Do you, uh, maybe wanna kiss?  Promise I’m better at it when I’m sober.”

“Also, for the record, you weren’t too bad when drunk. Don’t let that get to your head, though.”

He leaned forward, leaning his forehead against its.  “You’re even cuter up close, you know that?”

“R-reciprocated..?” Gumball said the word slowly, trying his best to comprehend what he heard. “R-reciprocated..!” He repeated it again, a goofy gap-toothed grin crossing his face. “Reciprocated!!!” He was too happy to be able to say anything else on the matter, to be honest!

“I-I’ve, uh, kinda- kinda thought you’re p-pretty cute since you started working here…” It spoke sheepishly, hunching its shoulders.

A sudden thought flew threw his mind, and he strolled forwards until he was leaning across the desk towards Snow.  He smiled again, tilting his head off to the side.  “Do you, uh, maybe wanna kiss?  Promise I’m better at it when I’m sober.”

Gumball shifted slightly, clenching his fists in an intense attempt to calm himself down. “K-kinda both..?” He muttered, rubbing the back of his neck, “Y-you'rereallycuteandiwantedtodothatforawhile.” He added, his face a bright shade of crimson.

“…Guess I, er, didn’t expect m-my feelings to be reciprocated.. so soon…” God, this was embarrassing.

“H-Hey, um- Gumball? Could you head to my office when you have the time? There’s something important I need to discuss with you.”

  He stepped into the room, staring at the floor to avoid further embarrassment.  “You, uh, wanted to see me?”

“Y… Yeah, um.. what… what was that last night?” It asked with a tone much more curious than accusing, displaying as much false confidence as it could muster. Here we go…

“Ican’tholdmyliquoratallandifyouwanttofiremethat’sokayitwasveryunprofessionalofmetodothat!”  He sputtered out, feeling his face heat up.  This was the worst!!!  He imagined curling up into a small hole 10 feet deep and slowly covering himself with dirt.  That would be better than facing the situation he was in right now.

“I-I’m just a bit… confused, I guess?” It spoke, rubbing at the back of its neck as it grew just a tad flustered “D-Did you, er.. Did you mean all of that, or was that the alcohol talking?”

“H-Hey, um- Gumball? Could you head to my office when you have the time? There’s something important I need to discuss with you.”

  He stepped into the room, staring at the floor to avoid further embarrassment.  “You, uh, wanted to see me?”

“Y… Yeah, um.. what… what was that last night?” It asked with a tone much more curious than accusing, displaying as much false confidence as it could muster. Here we go…

“Ican’tholdmyliquoratallandifyouwanttofiremethat’sokayitwasveryunprofessionalofmetodothat!”  He sputtered out, feeling his face heat up.  This was the worst!!!  He imagined curling up into a small hole 10 feet deep and slowly covering himself with dirt.  That would be better than facing the situation he was in right now.

“H-Hey, um- Gumball? Could you head to my office when you have the time? There’s something important I need to discuss with you.”

  He stepped into the room, staring at the floor to avoid further embarrassment.  “You, uh, wanted to see me?”