stupid cute idiots in dokis

[bumgall]

[It's only with much practice that Gumball has learned to multitask. It isn't often enough that he's left in peace while he's here in his kitchen, whipping up one thing or another while attendants and consultants and guards and all manner of subjects come and go with all manner of matters on their hands. He's learned to prioritize, to strike a balance between his passion and his duties, to learn which should require immediate attention and which he can make wait. It's just how he's decided to do things, and sometimes, his baking just comes first.

Today, though, requires a different balance, because the presence perched next to him on the counter actually quite has his attention. Given, as most of her stories go, Fionna's various conversation topics including a pulse-pounding recount of the ogre she and Cake took down on their way to the Goblin Kingdom last week give him a little leeway attention-wise. And even then, he's finding himself absorbing just about every word.

Well, mostly. It's when he finds himself fussing with the candy decoration placement on one of his cookie mermaids that his attention wanders off, if only for the moment.]

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[swordstress]

[ grins at him and, even though she already ripped a limb off the cookie, takes a big ol bite right out of his head. ]

[bumgall]

[Frustrations aside, watching Fionna exact her revenge is at least a little comforting, if also rather macabre. Gumball looks down to his own piece, visually examining it before finally bringing it up to nibble.

Per usual, it's pretty much perfect.]

[swordstress]

[ at least the little cookie is not crying out for help as she bites it. because that really could happen. she wants to give him verbal praise for the baked good but just takes another bite before she remembers to say anything and instead gives him a thumbs up. but forget it, lets say something too. cookiemouth, go. ]

Mmm, iff r'rry guh.

[bumgall]

Thank you.

[His expression finally calms, although shortly thereafter he perks back up when his timer goes off. Gently tossing the rest of the piece in his mouth, Gumball retrieves his mitts and goes over to pull out the last of the cookie trays and turn off the oven.]

Well, that's the last of them.

[swordstress]

[ goes to talk, pauses, and then finishes chewing. these are words that actually should be understood. ]

I dunno man, I definitely think you could have made at least twice as many as this if you really tried.

[ which she is sure they both knew, but, yanno. SOMETIMES YOU JUST GOTTA POINT OUT THE OBVIOUS. ]

[bumgall]

Well of course I could have. But even I can't bake for hours and hours on end.

[You're not riling him back up again, Fionna. Nope. He's just going to go back about his business.]

[swordstress]

I'm just saying though. You so could.

[ she's just. going to not point out how he's been baking for quite some time now. hours, some would say. ]

[bumgall]

[Yeah, he'll. do that.]

Are you trying to challenge me?

[His tone is even, but there's still amusement in his voice.]

[swordstress]

If it was a challenge I think I'd be saying you couldn't do it.

[ finishes off the rest of her cookie and grabs another of a different kind before hopping on the counter yet again. ]

[bumgall]

If you say so.

[Satisfied that all the cookies are in their rightful places for their respective cooling stages, Gumball returns to his decorating, picking back up his icing bag and starting on a new cookie.]

[swordstress]

[ leans over towards him as he works, though not so far that she's at risk of falling into his goodies and wrecking them. ]

Don't mess up.

[bumgall]

As if I would so easily? Not a chance!

[If he could look away, he'd probably shoot her one of his dashing, princely smiles. But he daren't, if only to prove a point. He's gotta concentrate SUPER hard now, just because of that.]

[swordstress]

[ he doesnt actually need to shoot her a dashing smile for her to get that he intends one and she smiles, just watching him for a moment before she remembers, hey wait, there's a cookie in hand that she intended to eat.

sticks it out towards him, when he pauses in his work since she's not actively trying to get him to goof or anything like that. ]

Hey, do this one next.

[bumgall]

All right. [Gumball finishes up his icing stripe, then reaches one hand out and sets the cookie down, inspecting it for a moment.] How would you like me to decorate it?

[swordstress]

Surprise me!

[ a pause, reconsidering ] Wait, no, I want a sword! A sword and a surprise.

[bumgall]

I'll do my best.

[He finishes up a few more lines on the cookie already in front of him, then scoots it over to Fionna.]

Want to try your hand at candy decorations, in the meantime?

[swordstress]

Yeah I do.

[ gumball don't let her at the candy decorations she's going to eat one for like every three she puts down. ]

[bumgall]

[Oh, how little he realizes. He just smiles warmly and begins working on the cookie Fionna gave him.]

I thought you might.

[swordstress]

I'll make them look awesome.

[ reaches over everything for the collection of little candies he's got for decorations and pulls them over so she can use them. immediately pops a sugar crystal into her mouth. ]

[bumgall]

[Well... it's just one, right? Whatever, he's busy working now, he'll fuss over it later.]

I'm sure.

[swordstress]

[ right. just one.

and as she's busy carefully crafting a cute little face onto the cookie she selects, there's just one more candy down. and just another following that. no biggie. the fourth isn't anything to worry over either, no sir. ]

[bumgall]

[YEP, HE'S STILL PRETTY MUCH OBLIVIOUS. He's off in his little decorating world.

Of course, he might be a little surprised once he finishes frosting and goes to add the finishing touches to find the bowls of assorted pieces less full than when he last saw them, but shh. Let him go on in ignorance for now.]

[swordstress]

[ hey, she's not saying a word. 8') fionna's definitely not about to point it out. there's no harm in munching, she thinks. ]

[bumgall]

[Well, guess we'll see- oh wait he's already done frosting. Damn Gumball, you fast.]

Ta-da!

[That's when he turns and holds up his finished cookie, a lovely little mermaid with a blue tail and a suspiciously-familiar lock of blonde hair on one side, complete with a drawn-on sword. He's even put in bits of pale yellow icing for lighting effects as to give the impression that even on a two-dimensional canvas, it's glowing and hovering in front of her outstretched cookie hands.]

Can you guess who it is?

[swordstress]

Woah, you made me a mermaid!

[ she almost drops the thing she's working on to make gimme hands at it, shiny-eyed and giddy (not to mention she seems unable to stop herself from giggling some). instead she catches herself before that happens and turns what she's got around, and its a smiling face in pink with hair of coloured sugar. ]

I thought this one was kind of shaped like your head. It's not really done yet though.

[ it might never be; she's pretty sure she accidentally ate the candies she was going to use as his eyebrows. ]