Sorry for the hiatus guys… I try not to make excuses, but this… It's a bit of a big deal. My dog had a stroke… we had to put him down. He was 15. That's more than half my life. That was on my way out the door to work at 9PM. The store might be closing soon and they can't be bothered to transfer anyone but the old blood. I don't wanna bum anyone out any more than all that, so here's a new chapter everyone, enjoy.

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The apocalypse had returned, things were terrible, BLAH BLAH BLAH AUTHOR MAGIC IT'S FIXED.

"Wow… that was anticlimactic-" And everyone's memory was wiped. AGAIN.

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Five minutes since the last chapter. Jamie has ice cream, Gumbal and Carrie are finishing theirs, and the world is back at peace. No mad ghost, no raging bull girl. All is well.

"Man, that's a REALLY nice way of saying everyone was given what they want-"

"Shhhh… Ice Cream." Jamie Shushed Gumbal, there were more important matters at hand.

"Sooooo Carrie?" Gumbal seemed… sceptical about something.

"Yes?"

"What now?"

"How do you mean?" She blew her hair as usual.

"I dunno, I just feel like… Like whoever is in control up in that big blue yonder has run out of ideas for us."

Carrie Sighed hard. "Religion is a hoax, god is as real as a pink cross eyed god eating dragon, and lastly-"

"I meant the uhh… that guy… thy one that uhhh… Types?"

"Oh. OHHhhhhhh… Right. Yeah, things seem pretty PG at the moment huh? Compared to the last few chapters. Man, I was getting on my religious soapbox for a minute there." Carrie looked off to the side, clearly upset at being interrupted.

"Yeaaaaah I STILL don't know what you guys are talking about. BUT! I. Have. ICE CREAM! So I don't actually care."

"Ok. Cool." Carrie Blew her hair again. "Woah…"

"Whats up?" Gumbal noticed a serious frown.

"I feel… A Disturbance…" She looked up to the sky, "In the plot…"

"PFFFFTBWAAAAHAHAHAAA!" Jamie almost dropped her ice cream (I know, sacrilege right?).

"Wha- What?! What's so funny?" Gumbal almost ran into her after her sudden stop.

"P-PLOT! AAAAAHAHAHAHAAAA!"

Carrie and Gumbal just… stared at her. Jamie wasn't the brightest, but she wasn't THIS stupid… not since middle school at least?

"It- It means ASS in tauran! AAAAAHAHAHAAA!" she doubled over in laughter, somehow still not dropping her ice cream. Mostly because I don't wanna go into detail on the graphic scenario that would befall the town if she did. Super ice cream. Get over it.

"Ooooooh. That's… interesting." Carrie floated closer to Gumball "Shall we uhh.. Shall we move away?"

"Sounds good." Carrie and gumbal then simply walked off. The young bull girl would find them eventually once- OHHHH! She heard a disturbance in the ASS! OK, I get it now. Durrrr.

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Things were quiet… too quiet.

Carrie quirked an eyebrow. "What do you mean -too- quiet? How can it be -too- quiet? Isn't there an absolute limit to how quiet it can be-"

Just for that, SURPRISE NINJA'S!

"Wait WHAT?!" Gumbal jumped back, this was NOT something he was ready for!

"But… I'm a ghost… These ninja's can't hurt-" But then they were GHOST NINJAS! "OH FOR THE LOVE OF-" Carrie yelled at the sky, clearly upset by something absolutely ridiculous and insignificant, something that only a petty, jealous "OK JEEZE! Give it a rest already!"

The first ninja swooped in, Gumbal jumped at him, a jolt of courage and stupidity running through his veins, they met in the middle and! Nothing. Ghost stuff apparently doesn't hurt normal people.

"Wait what-but then how- say whaaaaaaa" A loud SLICE emanated from behind him, one of the ghost ninjas… dis… disappeared? Wait what? That's not what I had originally planned-

"HIIIIIIYAAAAAAAA!" Anais swooped in, full battle gear primed and opening fire in all directions but Carrie, Ghost nunchucks and swords flew EVERYWHERE. Like seriously, it got in places that need pills to get rid of! After 5 minutes of ass kicking and cleanup, the ninjas were gone. … … … foiled by my own continuity. Of ALL the things to be beaten by, another one of my OWN CHAPTERS feels bad man.

"Sssssoooooo. This is… unexpected. Sis. What's uhhh… whats happenin here?"

Anais sighed HARD. "Bad night. Let me be specific, REALLY good dream, woke up. Reality sucks." She looked over at the still confused pair. "Oh you mean the ghost stuff. Yeah it's kind of a family thing, you'll understand when you're older. As far as the ghost weapons, they sell for a KILLING on the black market. … … … I just punned... I HATE puns!"

(That's what you GET for ruining my secret trap! HAH! … … .. god now I'M the petty one…)

"Wait, a FAMILY thing?! Wait, I'M OLDER THAN YOU!" Gumbal flared up, this was CLEARLY an injustice-

"Only physically." Anias blasted off into the sky, cleary off to go and… Uh… Actually it wasn't clear at all.

"O… ow… my pride…" Gumball's eyes were watering, burned by his OWN SISTER, how COULD she-

"I think one of those was my uncle…" Carrie stared blankly at where the ghost ninjas had been.

"Wait, you're part asian?"

"Really Gumbal? Assuming all ninja's are asian? Racist."

"Wha-no, I just-"

"But yeah I totally am and only REAL Ninjas are asian."

Gumbal facepalmed. HARD. His brain was ready to melt. "A-... Aaaanyway. So where exactly did we wind up?"

"Little Tokyo." Carrie Blew her hair as usual.

"Oh Ha ha, after my little asian joke you say that-oh god were actually in little tokyo… COOL!"

"So… date?"

"YEAH! I have this envelope full of cash off my dresser from the last chapter and-"

"SHHHHHHhhhhhhhhHHHHHhhHHhHhHhHHHHhhhh!" Carie shushed exaggeratedly. "No one ELSE is supposed to be in on that, remember? Ix-nay, on the Apter-chay. Got it?"

"R-right! Eheh, my bad."

"Where is that money FROM anyways?" Carrie was suspicious. Unmarked packages are how her uncle died to begin with. YES the asian one. Buncha racists, lol!

"Probably uhhh…" He pointed up.

"Are we sure that's the right direction? Are you sure we shouldn't be pointing dow-HACK!" A ghost fly flew into her mouth. "Jesus Christ! STOP it!" Carrie was getting less and less approving of the author by the minute.

"Well, there's an old saying. To know who's in charge, simply know who you're not allowed to criticize. So clearly, the author is in charge here-Ooh! Five Bucks!" Gumbal grabbed the loose bill.

Carrie just stared in shock. "Ok, THAT'S just not FAIR."

"SO! Carrie. Caaaaarrie carrie carrie. What do you wanna try first-"

"Sushi."

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Back at the hospital, Darwin SHUTTERED HARD. "Oh god… it's here… the day that Gumbal tries fish… I always knew this day would come… … … Oh well, hope he enjoys it!"

The nurse walked by and asked "Aren't you afraid of your brother- oh i don't know- eating you in the middle of the night?"

"Of course not!" Darwin smiled "This isn't THAT type of fan fiction!" He looked dead at the camera and the smile went STRAIGHT to a fierce glare, "ITS NOT."

FOOKEN CHRIST! It wasn't going to be like that in the first place! It was just a joke about him eating FISH! Jesus, why do I let these characters abuse me like thi-

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The owners of the sushi place weren't too happy about the two of them only ordering for one, and then STABBING their perfectly made food, but it was a good lunch none the less.

"Sooooo what's next? Clothes? Toys? Pict-"

"MORE FOOD!"

"More food it isWAAAAaaaait a minute." Gumbal looked her over. Bulging eyes, flaming outline, yup. This was a food attack. "Carrie, We CAN'T just take more food."

"But why NOOOOOOOOOT?!" Carrie was almost screaming.

"Carrie, do you know if ghosts can get fat?"

She calmed down to maybe half rage, "Wha-No, but I-"

"Do you wanna find out?"

"... … … NOT… NOT really…" She fizzled out, back down to normal size.

"See, all better." Gumbal pat her head gently.

"I'M NOT FUCKING ENJOYING THAT OK?!" Carrie flared up again for a moment-

"I… didn't say you were" Gumball's face showed more confusion than fear, "Why would you-waaaaaait… you DO like that, don't y-"

Carrie had fizzed out again, but her voice was sharp as a knife. "Finish that sentence. I dare you."

"Eheh, heh… nah, I'm uhhh… I'm good." gumball sweat had little nervous faces on them.

"So." hair blow, "what next?"

"I… was thinking… maaaayyybeeeee…" gumball looked around… only a few shops, but lots of food. He had to think of something… some kind of fat free fun. "Oh! How about the underground! They have like 4 different shops there, all called the jungle. Like, action figures, miniatures, model kits, dvds and Japanese comics-"

"You mean anime and manga?"

"Yeah! You're into it too?!"

"Nope. I just like correcting you."

"Oh… huh… for a second there I thought-"

"And yeah I'm a total Weaboo."

Gumball face palmed again. "ok, you SERIOUSLY need to stop giving messages!" He pointed a finger accusingly at her.

"Or you'll What? Hm? Tell on me? Hmmmmm?"

"No I'll… I'LL-! I'LL HOLD YOUR HAND IN PUBLIC!" Gumball shouted!

A collective gasp from the crowd, they all stared, waiting with baited breath for a response!

She blew her hair again. "Oh please, you people don't even KNOW me, you can't POSSIBLY know that would bother me."

Some random bystander spoke up, "But it MIGHT, and THAT'S what we're checking to see! Its drama! The LIFE BLOOD of fiction EVERYWHERE!"

"Well… move along then. I'm not getting riled up. And if I did, you'd all die."

People moved along, more out of boredom than from the threat.

"I swear to ALL THINGS UNHOLY Gumball, pull a stunt like that again and I'll MOLEST you in your SLEEP!"

Gumbal got a fierceness in his eye, "Well maybe I might LIKE it huh?! Ever think of THAT-"

Carrie reached out and shook his hand. A glow emanated from the handshake and dispersed. "The pact has been made." She spoke with an EVIL grin, clearly this had been planned out LONG beforehand, and had just needed the right moment to be sprung.

"I-wha-but-then the, and the who with the what now- and-" Gumbal melted into a blue puddle out of sheer confusion and frustration.

"Oh yeah… physics aren't always a thing here. Specifically the fic, not little Tokyo." Carrie Shrugged.

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I'm so sorry these chapters take so long, honest to god I am. I'm hoping that it was at least slightly worth it… Anyways.

Heres some good news: We're almost at 100 subs! BIG boost in morale on my part, that's why I got this chapter up finally!

I know I originally said a chapter every 5 reviews, now I'm gonna have to bump it up to 10, otherwise I'm NEVER gonna be able to keep up! You guys have been great!

Just a reminder (As usual) about the channel, BronyForce, if you wanna drop by and leave a like or comment, or even better sub, that would make my day! If not, that's cool to! Thanks either way for sticking around!

Lastly, not so much news as a question: If I started a , would anyone be mad? Would anyone toss a buck at a good chapter? I'm not necessarily saying that anyone become a permanent (Monthly) (Unless they feel like it), but like I said, toss a spare buck at a good chapter?

Anyways, that's about it for this chapter. I'm sorry for always bringing bad news, I'm gonna stop doing that from now on. Positive news or no news, simple as that. Anyways, I'll see you all next time, Later all! -Blitz