"Hey Penny. I just wanted to say how much I'm sorry about what's been happening recently. I don't know if it's because I'm growing up, or if I always had this shitty attitude. I just wanted you to know that I tried everything to become better. I fucking had. For you! Books, exercise, everything! When we broke up, it made me realize I was a lost fucking cause, and that there's no hope for me anymore. I'm sorry. I'm sorry it has to be this way. Just know that I still love you. Please don't blame yourself for this. I'm doing this for your happiness."

Sent.

To Gumball surprise, one to two tears left his eyes. He's surprised he still has some left in him.

This is it. Gumball doesn't see anything else he has to do. Other than calling the police, but he'll do that once he's in the bathroom.

He walks into the bathroom. The lights were already on, and the bathtub is already filled with water. He filled it up earlier. He prefers to have his bath at room temperature.

He puts his phone on the floor, but still grips the tool to make Elmore a better place, the knife. He already visions it.

As he said earlier in his note: No more public destruction for his mom to pay, no more waking up to see his siblings waking up ten minutes earlier so they don't have to greet him, no more family drama, no more tears spew in silence.

No more.

He slowly put his left foot down on the tub first, followed by his right foot, and followed by his whole body. He doesn't even bother taking off his clothes. What's the point anyway?

He grabs his phone with his left hand; with the knife in his right hand.

He opens up the home page and presses down on the phone app with slow and precise motion. Taking a few quick pauses to take deep breaths.

It's always best to talk to the police in a calm matter.

*9*

Breath in. Breath out.

*1*

Breath in... Breath out… Breath in... Breath out…

...

He questions himself as to why he's going so slow with this step.

He doesn't know it himself. But on the inside, he's trying to buy himself some time.

*1*

His thumb slowly hovers over towards the call button, twitching as its desire to be pressed against the phone screen increases.

His body, tingling as adrenaline flows through his whole body. His left hand, pulsing. This must be his body's reaction, knowing that once this is all over...

He'll soon wither away… Away from Elmore...

He pushes his thumb down lower in such a gradual movement. Odd, he has no feeling in his left hand anymore. Did his hand fall asleep?

Sadly, that wasn't the case.

That's because the moment he had the cellular device in his hands, he was gripping onto the phone the hardest he has ever done as if a part of him wants to break the phone and ruin his chances of contacting the police.

To ruin his chance of suicide.

The thumb, a centimeter away from the phone screen, pauses and lets the phone gleam it's light into Gumball's eyes.

A part of him is holding the thumb back from sending the call.

…

His vision started to become blurry. He's going to cry and he knows it.

If he cries, he'll start breaking down uncontrollably and lose it. He won't be able to make it through with this.

He tries to remain focus by biting his lower lip and tries to force himself to send the call.

All this preparation will go to waste if he doesn't go through with this.

…

…

...

...He can't do this...

With all his might, Gumball pulled his left arm back and threw his smartphone across the bathroom, letting his smartphone make contact with the bathroom sink.

The hand that was holding the knife loosen till it fell out of his grasp, letting the water from the tub consume it whole and out of Gumball's sight.

The noise of the knife scraping across ceramic was muffled. Not because of the water, but because of Gumball.

He was brawling.

Brawling, because he knows he can't go on with this.

Brawling, because he still wants to try his hardest to change and become a better son, a better friend, and a better lover. Even when all hope is lost.

Brawling, because on the inside, he's too much of a coward to end his life.

Brawling.

Because he still wants to live.

He grabs both his legs and brings them up to him till his stomach blocks them from going any closer. He then places his head on his knees and cried his heart out.

9:12 PM

Twenty-Seven minutes of silence. That was the ride leaving the mall like.

And Nicole has no issue with it remaining like that.

Her family has been stressing her out lately, so she finds comfort in the silence.

She can't understand her families motives. How can they neglect her baby boy in his time of need? He's in obvious pain, yet they choose to do nothing about it and leave the child in a state of isolation. Alone in his own dark thoughts. Why?!

Why can't Richard understand that leaving Gumball out of the picture was the whole reason he's like this?!

Because of him, Gumball now feels like a burden to everyone around him.

But not to her. Never to her. The moment she parks next to the curb and enters the house, the moment she'll head straight upstairs and comfort her little Gummypuss.

Her poor baby, must be hungry and alone. Wonder if he'll like some Mac n Cheese for dinner. Hell, a whole pot to himself, 'cuz nobody else will be getting any.

Not even Richard.

Four houses down, The Watterson's house comes into view, emerging out next to the Robinson's. No lights were on inside the house.

"He's probably asleep by now..." Nicole thought as she gazes over towards the car radio and seeing it's 9 at night. The kids were supposed to be asleep by this time.

Parking near to the curb, Nicole kills the engine and opens the car door, setting her foot down onto the cold hard asphalt as other car doors follow with a creak.

9:11 PM

Bloodshots. Tear markings. Lines underneath his eyelids.

This is what Gumball saw in the mirror. A reflection of himself.

It scared him in a way. He shouldn't be standing. He shouldn't be looking at his reflection and observe himself. He shouldn't be out of the tub.

He's supposed to be dead. Lifeless. With two deep cuts on his wrist.

Instead, the veins remain intact and unharmed. His heart, pumping in and out. His whole body remains warm and colored.

He lives another day.

Is that suppose to even be a good thing?

His thighs and pelvic area soon became irritated from his soaked jeans and underwear once he got out of the tub. He began to unbutton his pants and pushes them down to his ankles, with his undergarments following through.

He lifted both his legs off from the pants and grabbed the two pair of clothes with him. Doing so, the lower-half area of the sweater makes contact with the damp jeans and absorbed the water from it.

He opens the bathroom door and heading down the hallway and into his room. His bare skin makes contact with the cool air from the hallway as his bare feet brushes against the soft carpet; the water from his previous bathing slides down from his body and clothes, hitting the carpet as the buries itself from view.

He breaths start to become shaky as his body soon began to shiver. Twelve minutes ago, he promised himself that he'll never ever see this part of the house again. To never feel the coolness of the A/C breezing the whole hallway, to never feel the soft texture of the carpet that his mother insists of cleaning every week.

Yet he's taking in all of that…

Such a fucking liar, you are...

Gumball brings his wet hands up to the doorknob that leads to his room he thought he'd never see again and turns it open.

Two hardcover books scattering around, a baseball bat resting at the corner of the closet, a skateboard laying upside down underneath the bunk bed, a white ankle sock, a pair of his undies, all of these items displayed in front of Gumball as he drops the whole wet clothings onto the corner of his room. The computer screen that Gumball used for lighting when writing his note remains illuminated where he left it.

Speaking of which, scattered paper balls nearly covered the whole computer table and filled up the whole trash bin right besides. He never really was a good writer. Hell, half of those paper balls were balled up because he thought all them had terrible handwriting, and thought it would be difficult to read once found. So time after time, Gumball tired really hard to make sure everything was spelled correctly and neatly.

Funny, all that work and tears for nothing.

Grabbing a towel and drying himself, Gumball began to think. Could things really change? Can he honestly become a better kid to everyone he knew and loved?! Before, he has tried everything to improve himself, and so far it has gotten him nowhere, other than going on a near trip to heaven…

Or hell…

The way how he's been acting lately, the commotion during school hours, him an-

He trains of thought were interrupted. Rushing towards the floor and swiping up a pair of whitey tighties on the floor, he rushed to his bunk bed and brings the blankets over towards himself, all while trying to put on his undergarments.

In the distances of the hallway, he heard the house door opening up.

Home. A place where everyone can relax and spend quality time with each other and connect.

But for the Watterson's, that wasn't the case.

Passing through the couch and tossing her purse to the plaid pattern furniture; which bounces off and drops to the floor, Nicole immediately faced left and headed upstairs.

Darwin wanted to say something to her and get her attention, but Richard bumped into the goldfish and immediately ran to the couch, diving in the process.

Burying his face into the cushion of the couch, a muffle came from Richard. "My legs… Ouuuuuuchiiieeee…."

Anais was the last to come inside as she closes the door shut gently. At first, Darwin questioned as to why she was walking slower that usual. Then he remembered about the parking lot incident, and how Anais was trying to catch up to the three.

As Anais walks towards the couch to rest after the commotion from tonight, her dress rises as she sits down and exposes the scrapes on her knees.

Darwin cringes. He hated himself that he couldn't stay with Anais while Mrs. Mom and Mr. Dad were arguing about Gumball. Truth be told, he questions as to why Nicole can't see how much Gumball has change and how he doesn't want to be around with anyone any more.

Not that he doesn't want Gumball to change. He would love to have his loving brother back and for things to be back like the old days. But Darwin has given up on that dream. He given ever since the fight he and Tobias had…

On that school day…

"Hey, Juke! Wanna play four-square with us man?"

Juke was sitting in one of the school's tables outside with Leslie and Teri. For some reason, those two enjoy Juke company despite his inability to speak English. He has a problem having a conversation to anyone, but Teri had no issue and insists that he should hang out with Leslie and her.

When Juke heard Tobias requesting him to play some four-square with him and Banana Joe, he said his goodbyes to the two, or he tried to say. The only words that came out of him was a combination of beatboxing and electronic drums. He then went walking towards Tobias and his fruity friend.

Tobias put his hand up, wanting a high-five from Juke. In which, Juke receives.

"Awesome man, we just only need one more guy to be in our game and we're all set!"

Banana Joe lets out his signature laughter and decided to speak up. "We should ask if Bobert would play with us! He's on a 22-0 record and I feel like I can take on!"

Tobias looked at Joe and gave him an annoyed look.

"Dude, c'mon man. Bobert a robot. All he does is lock onto the ball and extends his arms so he never lets the ball hit the floor. He's never gonna lose, Joe."

"But this time I'm sure to win! I can feel it in my veins!"

Tobias rolled his eyes at him and began searching across the blacktop to find other participants.

Both Teri and Leslie are too weak to get involved. Teri's made of paper, so for her, hitting the ball would just leave her hand crumbled. Some would go for Leslie, except his leaves would tear off.

Bobert a pain to play with, so he's out of the question.

Ocho? That 8-bit hothead gets mad if nothing goes in his way. He one time got mad at Cards Against Humans, a card game with no goal other than making the host laugh. No sign of Anton or Idaho, so they're out of the question. Carrie? Sorry, but the rules in four-square states you need to be physically alive in order to play. And she's not physical, nor alive. Jamie? Nah. Sussie? She'll probably eat the ball. Gumball?

…

Gumball is sitting in one of the wooden schoolyard benches with a rock in his hand. Looks like he's carving something in one of the wooden planks.

"Hey, we should ask Gumball if he wants to come play with us."

Juke started beatboxing at such a rapid pace. It's as if he's trying to tell Tobias that it wouldn't be such a good idea to have him involved. Banana Joe, however, encouraged him to go and ask him.

"Yeah! Yeah! I wanna show him how much I improved my skills from the last time we played!"

Tobias was about to walk over towards Gumball, but not before he felt a tug from his headband.

He turned around and it was no other than Juke trying to grab his attention. Juke then proceeded to speak in rapid beatboxes and electronic drums as he points at Gumball and makes other hand gestures.

Tobias looked at Juke for a few seconds before interrupting him with his hand being raised towards his face level.

"Uhh, I'm sorry dude. I don't speak jive…"

Tobias then turned around and then headed towards the lonely feline's direction. Behind him, he can hear Juke's cries getting louder and louder each step he takes, but this time he ignores him and continues walking.

Fuck Me

Those were the words Gumball carved onto the bench before throwing away the rock he held onto and stare into the blacktop. As he was focusing on his thoughts and his surroundings, e heard footsteps coming his way. He would look up and see who's coming, but he knows if he did, they would want to talk to him.

Can't they take a hint that he doesn't want to be bothered? He's trying his best to not get anyone involved with him. He feels that when he does talk to someone, he'll find a way to ruin their day. No matter what, it's bound to happen.

The man walking towards his direction stopped a few inches between Gumball as he takes a look at his friend. Gumball slightly looked upward to see two pairs of red shoes facing towards him. Seeing that it was no other than Tobias Wilson.

"Hey man, you wanna play four-square with me? I already have two people to tag along with me."

Silence. Eyes on the blacktop. Do not engage.

The silence makes Tobias uncomfortable and tense. Okay? He probably didn't hear him. Maybe he's lost in his thoughts. He reaches his over Gumball's shoulder and gave it a few light taps.

"Hey man, you go-"

Gumball quickly swats Tobias's hand away and remains focused on the blacktop.

Tobias was taken back by Gumball's mood today. Before, he would always accept Tobias's request to play games with him and Banana Joe. Even on his worse days, he would still try to get involved with others. I guess today he isn't in the mood.

"Uh, do you just wanna go inside and eat? They're making peanut butter and mash-"

Gumball pulled himself off the bench and started walking away from Tobias, interrupting his prolonged talk. He is seriously on his breaking point to where he might start crying again.

Why can't the stupid fucking jock take a hint he doesn't want to be in his stupid little kindergarten game. He needs to go somewhere quiet, and the locker room sounds like a good place to sit in silence. Why did he decided to go outside, a place where people are around to talk and engage.

God, he felt stupid for even coming to school today.

As he begins walking away from the schoolyard and into the back of the school, he hears yet again, footsteps behind him.

He turns around and sees no other than the stupid jock again, following his direction.

The slight of him just makes his blood boil and his heart racing.

That's it.

"Is everything okay?! You've been so distant lately, it's sc-"

He began marching towards Tobias. His eyes were becoming red, but no tears were being shown. In the inside, however, he knew later on they'll come to washing his cheeks again.

Suddenly, he felt a scrap underneath his foot, nearly tripping over the unknown substance.

"...and I don't see you and Darwin together anymore. Did you guys had a fight or something? Sure looks li-"

Gumball raises his foot and sees that a rock, almost the size of his palm, was underneath his shoe. The rock left a huge white mark behind it, showing the action of it being scrap across the blacktop.

He reaches down to pick it up.

"...So tell me man, what's up?"

He looked at the rock for a few seconds, then turned his attention towards Tobias, who has a frowning expression on his face.

Anger begins to build up inside him the more he looks at the multicolor bastard. He begins to wonder how the hell he put up with his shit for many years…

He takes one more step towards him, pulled his hand back till his arm is behind his head, and threw the three-inched rock towards his friends face.

The next thing Tobias knew, his ass was sitting onto the black asphalt of the schools playground in confusion.

A few seconds later, a trail of blood soon flew out of his nose and made way around the mouth.

Trying to cover it with his palms, Gumball took two steps closer towards Tobias.

"GODDAMMIT MAN, WHY CAN'T YOU JUST LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE?!" Gumball was inches away from Tobias, with two of his leg spread apart and his knees slightly bent. Both his arms are locked into an L shape as both his fists were closed into a fist.

Everyone, and I mean everyone, stopped playing and looked at the duo. They have never seen Gumball attacked anyone. He was known as an outgoing, but a very fragile kid. For him to attack one of his closest friends, was shocking.

Banana Joe was no longer pumped up for a game of four-square, and Juke had his hand covering his cassette tape slot. He knew Gumball was bad news, hence why he tried to stop Tobias from talking to him, but even in his expectation, he would never assume Gumball would hurt anyone.

Meanwhile, Tobias was so confused about what happened. This happened way to fast for him. His nose was bleeding. He didn't knew he had a nose, but here he is, using his hand to stop the blood from flowing across.

It only took a few seconds for Gumball to turn from anger to sadness and regret. When he realized what he has done, he became terrified of what was in front of him. He did this, to his own best-friend. He looked up and saw everyone's eyes on him. All of which, are a mixture of disgust and fear.

He started backing up from Tobias, before immediately turning around and started running from the scene. He headed towards the red school doors and without any thought, pushed the doors open with his right shoulder so powerful, it left a huge hole on the wall beside it.

When Gumball left, Tobias stood up and headed inside the school to find the nurses office. While he was walking in the hallway, he shed a few tears as he thought back on everything that happened.

"TOBIAS!"

Tobias didn't want to look back to see who shouted him. He didn't want anyone to see him cry. He had a reputation for fuck sakes.

Ignoring the yell didn't do much to help, as a second later he heard the sounds of footsteps chasing after him.

"LEAVE ME ALONE!" Yelled Tobias, who's now trying to cover his whole entire face.

As the footsteps came closer behind him, Tobias made a run for it. Or at least tried to. Instead, his running came into a halt as two pair of fins grabbed hold onto his multicolor shoulders.

"TOBIAS! IT'S ME, DARWIN!"

Darwin?

Tobias moved his eyes away from his face to see Darwin before him, looking worried at first, then later turning into shock as he inhaled deeply.

From Darwin's point of view, he saw Tobias in such a broken state. Multitude stream of tears connected to his eyes. A trail of blood flowing from nose. He even noticed his left eye started to puff.

"W-What happened?! Did Gumball did this?!" Darwin said quickly, still in his shocked state.

"I-I-I Don'tKnowWhatHappened!" Tobias yelled in such vigorous pace.

"A-A-All IWantedToDoWasP-p-Play four-square with him! He didn't want to say shit so I justKeptAskingHim! He then got madAndThrewAFuckingRockAtMeMan! I DON'T KNOW WHAT I DID WRONG! I JUST WANTED TO SPEND TIME WITH HIM!"

Tobias managed to yell out before breaking down and sobbed loudly in between Darwin's armpits, trying to muffle his cries from the other that may be listening.

All Darwin could do at this moment was hug Tobias back. Now Darwin was pissed.

Pissed at Gumball.

How can that… That… Piece of shit do something like this to one of his friends?! All Tobias wanted to do was play with him, and this is how he responds?! Un-fucking-believable!

He needs to tell someone. He needs to let Mrs. Mom and Principal Brown know about this. But right now isn't a great time. Tobias needs care fast.

"C'mon Tobias. We need to go to the nurse." Darwin stated while trying to drag Tobias forwards.

Tobias realizes this, and soon began to walk with Darwin also.

A day to remember.

A day to never forget.

Darwin walked towards the couch and faced Anais, getting her attention.

"Hey Anais, do you need a bandage for that?" Darwin said, pointing at her knees.

Anais, however, did not respond to Darwin's question. All she did was look at her bloody knees.

Darwin grabbed her hand and lift her off from the couch. "C'mon, let me clean that up for you..."

Darwin and Anais walked towards the dining room table, flipping the light switch to turn on the ceilings lights. Afterwards, Darwin let go of Anais' hand and grabbed both sides of her waist, lifting her up in one of the dining chairs.

Anais let out a small groan. Obviously, due to the pain she endured from her knees. Darwin notices, but does nothing to respond. Instead, he walked away towards the stairs.

"I'll go to the bathroom and grab the rubbing alcohol and bandages. Just stay put, okay?"

"Okay… Thank you, Darwin…" Was all Anais could say as she sees her fishy brother disappear from her sight.

Now Anais was all alone. Her dad was possible knock-out from all the walking and running, so there would be no use in trying to talk to him. She says this because ever since he dived into the couch, he hasn't moved since.

He probably died from exhaustion for all she knows.

She sits back in silence, waiting for her brother.

The clicking of the doorknob turning caused Gumball's ears to perk up. Followed by the click, came the creaking of the door. Gumball thought it would be his brother coming inside for whatever reason, as he covered his entire face with his blanket.

Instead, he soon felt his bed being brought down by some kind of force, and the feeling of his thighs being brushed.

Then he felt a hand reaching over to his ears and felt them being tugged and petted gently.

The kind of tug and pets he gets when he's alone with his mother, Nicole.

Gumball lifted the blanket off from his face to look at his mother. What he saw was a gentle smile being displayed in front of him. So gentle, Gumball couldn't help but smiled weakly at her, responding to the warmth and love he was now feeling.

"I'm sorry you couldn't come with us to the mall, Gumball. I know how much you hated feeling alone."

"I-It's okay Mom… I really didn't want to bother Dad and everyone else…"

The smile so faded into a stern look. Nicole truly hated when Gumball mentions the rest of the family. She tries so hard to bring Gumball along; to bring this family back together like the old days. But whenever Nicole invites Gumball over, it's always the same excuse…

"I'm too tired…"

"Oh… Not today…"

"I need to do some school work"

However, the excuses change when the two are alone.

"I don't want to make Dad angry…"

"Nobody wants to be around with me…"

"I don't want to bother anyone…"

The. Same. Bullshit excuse…

"Sweety… We already went through this. You are not bothering anyone. Do not worry about what you think Richard might feel. Or what might your siblings feel. I hate that you spend your time here alone in your room. I want you to spend time with us…"

Nicole wrapped her arms around Gumball and bring him towards her.

"I want to spend time with you… I hate seeing you like this, Gummypuss..."

Gumball felt the strain from his throat once again.

Goddammit, he's going to cry again.

"I love you, Gumball… It really does hurt… seeing you like this…"

Tearing up once again.

"I'm sorry mom…"

Nicole shushed Gumball and started rubbing his back. All the amount of love and comfort Nicole gives to him…

And yet, he still feels inadequate.

A failure. A true failure.

He heard muffles coming from the door of his own bedroom. On the inside, he knows it's Mrs. Mom trying to comfort Gumball once again.

Darwin faced the door angrily. How many times have they had this stupid talk?! Every time, Mrs. Mom tries to see if Gumball is feeling any better (Surprise! Nothing changes), and the long talk about how she loves him and all that sappy stuff, then comes the tears and hugs from the two.

So much comfort and love, yet little change to show…

Darwin turned away from the door and started walking down towards the hallway. A trail of wet spots displayed in front of Darwin. It didn't concern the goldfish, however, as it was common to see the wet spots when someone was finished taking a shower.

Flipping the lights on to the bathroom, Darwin walks over towards the sink and opens up the mirror for the first-aid kit.

The whole bathroom would've been silent, for it had not been for the dripping coming from the bathtub.

Darwin knows how much Nicole hates it when the bathtub leaks. Every time she walks into the bathroom and finds something, anything, leaking, she'll call everyone, and I mean everyone, to the bathroom and give everyone a harsh, five minutes long lecture about how she has the pay the water bills and how it's been rising recently because no one closing the faucet fully.

Darwin began walking towards the tub, but stop immediately when he notices that the bathtub was full of water! He was mad that no one (possible Gumball) made sure the faucet was closed all the way, but that no one ever bothered to pulls sink plug.

If there's one thing that Nicole would hate besides high bills… It would definitely be a dirty bathtub.

Reaching for the metal chain, Darwin pulls his arms back and watches a small tornado of water forming on top of the drain as the water levels began to lower.

Looking around the tub to see if any dirt rings formed around the tub, Darwin soon looked at the bottom and…

And...

What started as such a simple task, soon turned into a horrible discovery.

The kitchen knife, resting on the bottom of the tub.

Fear begins to arise inside of Darwin. Why? Why was there a knife in the bathtub?! Did Gumball brought it here?! Was he trying to scare Darwin with it?

Or was he trying to hurt himself?!

He couldn't even bother to find the answers for his discovery, for downstairs, was the cries of his sister.

"MOMMY!"

Richard shot himself up to look at Anais. Instead, he brought himself too fast and fell off the couch and hit face first into the floor. What followed afterward were the sounds of the door opening and the footsteps from upstairs soon phasing towards the stairs.

Richard was trying to get himself up, but that doesn't mean he didn't hear the anger in his wife's voice as she responds to Anais.

"What are you screaming for?! We're not outside, Anais!"

Having a full view of the living room now, he first look at Nicole to see her standing right besides the couch with her arms crossed and her eyes bulging.

Richard, feeling scared of Nicole's premise, turned his attention to Anais.

Anais had both her knees touching each other, obviously a response his daughter's body does when she's afraid. It didn't make it any more obvious now that she's also shaking in the chair, like a small puppy freezing when walking outside when it's cold.

In both of her hands, held a piece of paper. If it wasn't for the ceiling light that hanged above, Richard wouldn't have seen the writing appearing through the paper.

"I found this note… Gumball wrote it, Mommy…"

Nicole unfolded her arms and walked towards Anais. Her stern look did not change once she grabbed hold of the paper.

Gumball now sat on the edge of his bed in silence, looking out of the window and focusing on tp the streetlights that illuminated the whole neighborhood.

Gumball doesn't want to admit it, but he truly does hate being alone. He didn't hate being alone because he had no one to talk to.

He hated being alone because the thought would come back…

How his mind reminded him how he should've continu-

*BANG*

Gumball shot out from his bed and was now on his feet. He turned around to see Darwin right between the doorframe. Behind the open door, was a hole in the wall, caused by Darwin.

Gumball was about to open his mouth and yell at his brother for creating the hole in the wall, when his adoptive brother took a couple steps forward and was now in plain sight.

In his hands, held the knife that Gumball had left in the bathroom. With drops of water dripping from the tip of the knife.

"Why was the knife in the bathroom?!"

Why was the knife in the bathroom?!

The sentence that finally broke the silence between the two brothers.

"I-I-I…" Was all Gumball could say before taking a few steps back, afraid of what will happen next.

All that did was irritate Darwin, and made him move closer to him.

"DID YOU LEAVE IT THERE!?" Darwin yelled, which now caused Gumball to shake in fear.

Gumball has never seen Darwin this… Pissed… Before. Gumball tried to change the subject and buy himself some time before his mother hears the commotion and starts running up the stairs.

"Y-Y-You… You left a hole in t-"

"I DON'T GIVE A S-S-SHIT! ABOUT THE HOLE! DID YOU PLACED THE KNIFE IN THE TUB TO SCARE ME?!"

"OR DID YOU TRY TO CUT YOURSELF?!"

Never. And he means never, ever heard Darwin swore. He was the kind of person to be calm and thought about what he was going to say before he spoke. Gumball believed that swearing wasn't in his brother's dictionary of wordshe knew.

Gumball finally gained the courage to speak.

"N-no…"

In response to his brother's response, Darwin pulled something out of his shoes and threw something at Gumball's direction, nearly hitting him.

Gumball covered himself in his arms to protect himself from the unknown item Darwin has thrown at him. Following the loud bang from the wall, Gumball uncovered himself and look down to see what was the item being thrown at him.

A black brick with a huge crack trailing across the glass screen. A corner in the upper-left hand was chipped off and remains scattered around beneath his right foot.

It was his phone. The one he threw earlier.

"IT'S YOUR PHONE, ISN'T IT?! SO THAT MEANS YOU WERE THE LAST PERSON IN THE BATHROOM WHEN I CHECKED! HUH?! ANSWER ME, GUMBALL!"

Gumball looked up at Darwin in fear. Guilt ran though Gumball as he saw tears starting to form underneath Darwin's eyes.

He's trying to hold himself from crying…

Why was he crying?!

His heart, aching, but pumping in excitement. It broke him, yelling at his own brother like this. But he needs to know that if what he gathered is true, if Gumball was the one that brought the knife into the bathroom. There was only one conclusion.

His big brother tried to take his own life away.

The only noise that filled the room was the heavy breathing from Darwin. Breathing rapidly in anger and frustration in the environment he was in.

He needs answers for fuck sakes…

"ANSWER ME G-"

"DARWIN!"

Gumball and Darwin turned their heads to the door frame and saw Nicole in between with a shocked look at her face. Behind her, was Richard and Anais, with the same kind of look.

Darwin was about to say something in protest about what was happening, but before Darwin could even open his mouth, his mother bolted towards Darwin and smacked him across the face, all in one movement.

In Gumball's point of view, Darwin was up in the air and flew towards the wall, beneath the only window in the room.

The kitchen knife, that was once in Darwin's grasp, was now underneath the computer table, hiding in the shadows and out of everyone's sight.

Darwin looked up in confusion, only to face his mother's hand coming in for his chin. Frozen in absolute fear, all Darwin can do is look up at his mother's enraged face.

"WHAT WERE YOU GOING TO DO WITH THAT KNIFE, DARWIN?!" Nicole yelled, having Darwin stuttering in his response.

"I-I-I-I-I W-"

Nicole gripped harder when Darwin spoke, which only made Darwin cried in response to his mother's grip.

"WHAT?!"

Darwin gasped for air before speaking up. "I WASN'T GOING TO TO ANYTHING MRS. MOM! I FOUND THE KNIFE IN THE BATHROOM AND THOUGHT GUMBALL HAD SOMETHING TO DO WITH IT! I THOUGHT HE WAS TRYING TO SCARE ME OR SOMETHING WORSE!"

Darwin was now kicking the air, trying to fight his way out of Nicole's hand.

"I'MSORRYI'MSORRYI'MSORRYI'MSORRY!"

"MOM! LET HIM GO! YOU'RE HURTING HIM!"

Nicole snapped back to reality and turned her head to the direction that spoke to her.

Surprise to see it was no other than Gumball that said it, standing on his own two feet.

Tears spewing from his eyes once again.

But for the first time in months, he was crying for a different reason. He was crying for his brother.

"PLEASE!"

Nicole quickly removed her grasp from Darwin's chin and stood up to face Gumball. Doing so, she heard Darwin regaining himself and running to the doorway, but she did nothing once she notices. She remained stationary to Gumball's view.

Besides Darwin's heaves, silence filled the entire room.

After a minute of absolute silence and stillness, Nicole lifted her hands into her skirt pocket and began digging for something.

Before Gumball could question as to why she was in her pockets, she pulled out a piece of paper.

Not just any paper, but the same paper Gumball used for his suicide note. The note Anais found when she was at the dining table.

Gumball leaned back and looked at his mother the same look he gave to Darwin earlier.

Fear.

"What is this Gumball?!" Nicole stated while lifting the note in front of Gumball, raising her voice once again.

Loud knocks from the door could be heard from downstairs, but Nicole didn't even bother to FLINCH at the sound of it. Luckly, Richard heard it also and rushed down the stairs to answer the door.

Not hearing anything from her son, Nicole spoke up once again.

"Did you wrote this GUMBALL!?"

Silence.

"TALK TO ME!"

Suddenly, the sound of the door being kicked down downstairs responded to Nicole's cries. Nicole snapped her head back to the hallway and slowly walked towards the bedroom door frame. Darwin and Anais were looking downstairs to see what was happening.

Grunts from Richard could be heard, following by pleads from him also.

"STOP KICKING THE DOOR!"

A voice could be heard from the other side.

"PATRICK! STOP IT! STOP IT NOW!"

Judith Fitzgerald was holding onto her Husband's back, trying to pull him away from the Watterson's door and preventing him from breaking it down. However, her Husband was not only heavier and stronger than his wife, but he managed to get a hold of the doorframe and pulled himself from his wife's' arms.

Behind the two, was their daughter, Penny Fitzgerald. All she could do was watch the whole situation happen in front of her. She also wants her father to stop before he can do anything dramastic, but at the same time she needs to get inside the house and stop Gumball from his planned suicide; and her father's aggressive approach may be the only way.

After seconds of grunting and screams from the other side of the door, Patrick pulled his left arm back and punched through the door, creating a hole during the process.

Her father must've hit someone, because afterwards, the force that stopped Patrick from entering was gone and Patrick nearly came sprinting inside.

The hole of the door caught Patrick's left arm and pulled him into a halt, to which Patrick pulled his forearm towards himself and tear the door down from the hinges.

"PATRICK!" Judith yelled from outside as the door slides off from her husband's arm and dropped to the floor.

Penny, not spending another second outside, came running into the house and started screaming Gumball's name.

"GUMBALL! GUMBALL!"

Patrick removed a few splinters from his forearm and looked down to see an obese pink-rabbit wailing side to side in pain while trying to cover his face with his hands.

Patrick, however, doesn't give two shits that he just committed assault and began walking towards the stairs in hopes of finding Gumball. Before he could reach to the second floor, two of Nicole's children blocked his way and stare him down, as if he just committed a crime.

In which he did.

Penny ran passed her father and made her way upstairs. Darwin and Anais notices this and made way for the glowing fairy, not even bothering to say hello to each other. Once she passes them, the two looked at each other before following Penny to the bedroom.

"GUMBALL! GUMBALL!"

That voice. The voice he thought he would never hear again.

"Penny?!" He thought. She's here?!

The text message.

Nicole had both her hands on the doorframe and peaked her head out to see who was coming. Gumball slowly walked across the room, stopping once he sees his Mom pushing herself away from the doorframe to make way for the distressed glowing fairy.

Before Gumball can take in everything that has happened, two brown pupils locked into his eyes.

The two brown pupils he thought he would only see one last time through a phone screen, were now staring down at him.

And then…

"Pen-" Gumball didn't even have time to finish his saying before being met with arms surrounding him.

"GUMBALL!" Penny screamed as she ran towards the feline.

She can't believe it. She can't fucking believe it. He's alive.

He's alive!

He's alive and breathing!

She wasn't too late.

Penny hugged Gumball tighter and tighter for every tear that shed, as if she was afraid to let him go.

In some movies, you'll usually see the main characters frozen in the moment of being reunited with someone once the other character hugs them, returning the hug a few seconds later after realizing who's hugging them.

But not Gumball.

The moment she saw Penny open her arms towards him in full speed, Gumball already intended to hug her back, tightly.

Afraid of losing her once again.

Cries from both teens filled the silence as they both cried into each other shoulders. Penny's tears being soaked into her boyfriend's turtleneck. Gumball's, running down into her collarbone.

Both of the two, feeling the tight embrace from one another.

Nicole remained still at the doorway, witnessing the two's reunion.

"I'm sorry… I'm sorry that I yelled at you Gumball." The words of Penny's voice speaking, being muffled in the shoulders of Gumball.

Penny brought herself up from Gumball's shoulders and faced the poor feline. "I'm so sorry that I smacked you, Gumball. I never, EVER, meant to hurt you. I was just so angry at you and about what's been happening at school. I-I wasn't thinking straight!"

Gumball saw a girl broken before him. The brown pupils were now surrounded by red veins, being followed by tears that slide down her cheek.

She really was sorry.

"I love you Gumball! I don't want to fucking lose you! I was so fucking scared when you texted. I-I-I was afraid that I lost you…" Penny managed to shout before sobbing once again.

"I don't know what I would've done if I lost you…" Penny gasped out, returning to his shoulders once again.

I don't know what I would've done?

What the hell does that even mean? What did she mean when she blurted that? Why was she crying for him?!

Gumball hugged Penny tighter in confusion. Why was she crying for him? He thought Penny no longer cared for him. The slap made that very clear. Yet here she is, pouring her heart out, and tears, in front of him.

What was she even sorry for?! She didn't do anything wrong, he was the one that was wrong.

He wanted to kill himself so everyone would be at peace and happy. He was a fucking failure and a mistake to everyone. Everyone should be happy that he decided to take everything into his own hands without having everyone else involved!

But he's witnessing everything BUT happiness. He doesn't understand! Everyone's getting worked up for him!

Why?!

A pair of hands came in between the chest area of the two and pushed the two apart. Penny tried to fight the separation, but looked up to see who was behind this and gave in.

Nicole grabbed both of her son's shoulders and kneel herself in front of her son, getting in eye-to-eye level.

"Gumball. Tell me what's going on. What were you planning to do to yourself." Her voice was shaky, as if she was afraid to have the answers.

"In the letter, you were talking about bright lights and about how I should be safe now?! Safe from what, Gumball?! What was letter suppose to mean?! Why did Darwin come inside the room with a knife in his hand, saying that it was you that brought up here?!"

Nicole was shaking violently. "What were you going to do, Gumball!?"

Patrick came inside the room with his fists balled, preparing himself to go ballistic on a certain blue cat. In front of him, was two blue cats facing each other, and his daughter, inches away from the two.

If it wasn't for Nicole being in the room, Patrick would've strangled the boy.

Behind Patrick was his wife and the other remaining Watterson's, witnessing the dispute from the two.

After a moment of silence, Gumball finally spoke up.

"I-I don't know what's wrong with me..." muttered Gumball, lowering his head. "I wanted you guys to be happy for once… To stop getting mad and fighting over me… I keep making you mad at Dad when he doesn't want to invite me anywhere with him… I wanted to be… GONE!" Gumball brawled, locking his knees.

"I wanted to end myself! I wanted to kill myself, Mom! I hated that I made you work so much just to pay off the mistakes I make in this city! I cause so much fucking stress for you every day, coming home all exhausted and tired to the point where you don't even want to talk to anyone after work. Why should you be paying for all the damages?! Why should you be the one being punished?! I SHOULD BE THE ONE REPAYING!"

"I treat everyone like shit… I kept treating Dad so poorly when he tries his best to make me happy. I do NOTHING, BUT MOPE AND MAKE HIM FEEL WORTHLESS! SAME WITH DARWIN AND ANAIS, I JUST BITCH FOR THE LITTLES THINGS AND MAKE EVERYONE FEEL UNCOMFORTABLE WHEN THEY'RE AROUND ME!"

"I HAVE NEVER FELT SO ALONE WHEN I'M AROUND WITH YOU GUYS! NOBODY WANTS TO TALK TO ME, BE AROUND WITH ME, OR BOTHER TO EVEN FUCKING LOOK AT ME! EVERYTHING, I LOVE, WITHERS AWAY! AND IT'S ALL MY FAULT! I LOST ALL MY FRIENDS AT SCHOOL BECAUSE OF MY SHITTY ATTITUDE! I HAVE DONE NOTHING, BUT TURN EVERYTHING INTO SHIT! THE HAPPINESS, RELATIONSHIPS, AND JOY! ALL TURNED TO SHIT AND GONE!"

"I HAVE NOTHING! I HAVE NO ONE TO LOVE ANYMORE! IT'S ALL GONE BECAUSE OF ME!"

Gumball was now screeching. He wasn't even thinking about what he was saying, nor acknowledging the words that spew out.

No, he was finally letting his emotions come out. He was finally opening up after pushing his feelings to the side for so long.

"I'M A MISTAKE! I COMPLETE LOST CAUSE! I JUST WANT TO LEAVE, TO END MY FUCKING LIFE SO NO ONE HAS TO CRY ANYMORE! SO NO ONE HAS TO AVOID GOING INTO THE SAME PATH I'M WALKING IN! SO NO ONE HAS TO EAT IN UNCOMFORTABLE SILENCE ANYMORE!"

Gumball dropped down to his knees and faces down at the carpet, not bothering to look up at anyone staring down at him.

"I JUST WANT TO DO EVERYONE A FAVOR! TO MAKE EVERYONE HAPPY FOR ONCE! BUT I'M SO CONFUSED! WHY?! WHY IS EVERYONE GETTING WORKED UP ABOUT MY PLAN?!"

Gumball shot his head up and looked at everyone in the room.

"YOU ALL SHOULD BE HAPPY!"

He was now completely broken. His mind in so much stress and agony, that it can't even focus on anything other than doing it best let out its sorrow. It's anger in words.

Gumball now brought himself down onto the rugged carpet and brawled loudly into the flooring. The burns of his face being dragged against wool rises. Now he has done it.

He has truly fucked up this time. He made everyone worry once again. Why does he keep doing this shit?! Creating problems for everyone and dragging them along with his issues. Why can't he, for once, keep his damn emotions shut and do his own thing alone.

He wanted to kill himself so nobody had to worry about him and they can go on with their lives. How can they do that know when he just screamed at them about what he was feeling. Why does he have to fuck everyone up?!

Why didn't you just fucking cut yourself?! None of this would've happened if you went through with it! God, aren't you a worthless piece of shit?!

Fuck you, Gumball Watterson…

The voices in his head were right. Why did he stop himself? There was no hope for him anymore. Maybe he just wanted attention from everyone one last time? When you're so lonely and miserable, you'll do anything to have eyes on you.

He felt his neck collar being tugged by some kind of force. His whole upper body shot up and was now facing his mother who now had bloodshot eyes and her teeth, staring at him.

"WAS EVERYTHING THAT I DID NOT GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU?!"

"W-wait! No that's not what I meant!" Gumball thoughted.

Oh, now you fucked up.

"I HAVE GAVE YOU SO MUCH EXTRA LOVE AND ATTENTION RECENTLY SO YOU FELT NEEDED! WAS EVERYTHING I DID MEAN NOTHING?! DID YOU KNOW WHAT WOULD'VE HAPPENED IF I LOST YOU?! MY OWN SON?! WHAT PENNY WOULD'VE THOUGHT WHEN SHE HEARD WHAT WOULD'VE HAPPENED?! WHAT DARWIN AND ANAIS WOULD'VE FELT IF THEY FOUND OUT THEY LOST THEIR BIG BROTHER?! DID YOU NOT KNOW WHAT WOULD'VE HAPPENED IF I HAD TO COME HOME ONE DAY TO SEE MY BABY BOY GONE?!"

"YOU THINK I WOULD BE RELIEVED IF YOU LEFT THE EARTH?! YOU THINK I WOULD BE JUMPING UP AND DOWN IN CHEER THAT YOU KILLED YOURSELF?! NO! I WOULD BE FUCKING BROKEN! I WOULD BE DOING EVERYTHING I CAN TO BRING YOU BACK TO LIFE! I WOULDN'T REST UNTIL I HEAR YOU BREATH! I LOVE YOU GUMBALL! HOW COULD YOU THINK I WOULD BE HAPPY?!"

"N-No, no… It wasn't your fault.." Gumball muttered, afraid of looking at Nicole directly at her eyes.

"SO WHY WOULD YOU LEAVE US?! TO LEAVE ME?!" Nicole screeched at her broken son, trying to snap him out from his thoughts.

"IT'S BECAUSE EVERYONE ELSE DOESN'T GIVE A SHIT! DARWIN AND ANAIS HATE ME! I DON'T BL-"

Penny tried to say something to Gumball, but was interrupted by Darwin. "YOU THINK I WOULD'VE BEEN HAPPY?! I ONLY LEFT YOU ALONE BECAUSE OF WHAT HAPPENED BETWEEN YOU AND TOBIAS! I JUST THOUGHT YOU WANTED TO BE ALONE, GUMBALL!"

Did you really forgot about the shit you did back at school, asshole? How you fought Tobias?! My god…

Tobias… He completely forgot about what happened between the two.

Oh god… What has he have done…

It was Anais's turn to speak her mind on the subject. "You're my big brother, Gumball… No matter what, I still love you…"

"I don't want you to leave…"

I still love you…

I don't want you to leave…

Wait…

The love never left?!

Gumball turned to look at Richard, who had his hand covering his mouth. He was trying to hold back his tears.

All Gumball can do after seeing that image was feel absolute guilt. He thought his father would be relieved.

But no. As a matter of fact, no one was relieved.

"And what about me, Gumball?!"

Gumball turned his neck around and saw that it was Penny who spoke up. She was still crying and somewhat shaky, but was no longer sadden.

She was angry.

"You think I would be happy that you left? The love of my life?! The one who helped me change to who I am today?! Without you, I would've never accepted myself as this." Penny stated, scanning her who body with her arms from head to toe.

"Because of you. I accepted for who I am and finally, truly, love myself. Without you, I would've been stuck with another shell, hiding my true self once again."

"How can I forget about that?!"

Patrick stepped forward and wanted to make a comment about what his daughter was saying, but his wife shoot a glare at him once she notices.

Not. A. Word. His wife mouthed.

"If I didn't care that would've been dead, then I would've never ran here to try to stop you!"

Gumball spoke up. "I just wanted you guys to be happy…"

Penny spoke up in response. "And killing yourself would anything better?! You're Mom said she has given nothing but love and care for you before all this. If she didn't care, Gumball, then why would she even bother in the first place?"

It scared Gumball on how calm Penny's remaining right now. She speaking loud and clear, almost as if she's trying to hold herself back from screaming at him, but she's handling herself well.

"I don't want to lose you, Gumball." Penny remarked, with freshly new tears spewing once again.

"If you were to go through with this… I… I… I probably would've o-o-off myself also…"

"PENNY!" Patrick remarked, not believing on what he's daughter just said. Her mother responded by gasping.

Gumball became eye-widen once she finished speaking. The entire room became silent. Did she really meant that?

"You don't mean that, Penny…"

"I DO! I DON'T KNOW WHAT I WOULD'VE DONE IF I SAW YOUR BODY IN CASKET! A BOY THAT I ONCE KNEW ALIVE AND BREATHING DECIDED THAT HE WASN'T GOOD ENOUGH AND DIED!"

"YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND GUMBALL THAT I'VE BEEN THINKING ABOUT YOU ONCE WE BROKE UP! I COULDN'T SLEEP PROPERLY BECAUSE I STOOD UP ALL NIGHT THINKING ABOUT WHAT WAS WRONG WITH YOU! ABOUT HOW I COULD'VE SAID SOMETHING TO MAKE YOU FEEL BETTER AND HAPPY AGAIN! I WAS THINKING IF, I, WASN'T ENOUGH FOR YOU!"

Wait… What? She doesn- Wait… Wait….

Penny got down on her knees and crawled towards Gumball side, grabbing him into a hug. Nicole's grasp never leaving once Penny hugged him.

No. Nicole pulled her son and reached in for a hug also, having Penny being dragged into the hug also.

Penny broke down crying once again. Nicole buries her head into her fur, crying loudly also.

This isn't right…

Another pair of arms surrounded Gumball. Gumball turned and saw Darwin being in the pile.

"I'm sorry Gumball… I never, ever meant to make you feel like shit. I love you bro… I fucking love you…"

That was it. That was enough to break Gumball as he brawled loudly once he finally heard his brother, Darwin, speaking to him. How he missed his voice…

Anais and Richard followed through and joined in on the group hug. Anais said something to Gumball, but it was muffled in the cries with the others. His father, however, spoke loud and clear.

"I love you Gumball… I'm sorry I made you felt this way. You know I'm proud of you, right? I was so dumb for letting you go. I should've listen to your mother…"

Patrick and Judith remained silent, witnessing the whole family and their daughter hugging the brawling feline in a group hug.

Patrick was no longer angry at Gumball, but felt remorse for him. Once he sees the kid around, he'll be sure to have a private talk with him. Maybe even helping him in guide with his depression? On the inside, he knows he's a good kid. Just misguided.

Everyone around the neighborhood remained fast asleep, not being awaken from what has happened in the Watterson's household. What they don't realize, was a moment in history where a suicide was prevented. A moment in history where someone was now in path of recovery. To try to improve his health and himself.

He can do it this time, now with the help of others.

12:54PM

Wednesday

He can't sleep.

Gumball is currently in his bed right now, wide awake. Everyone else stood around in the house for a bit and tried to comfort Gumball for a while before everyone agrees that it's time for bed, since everyone needs to go to school and work in the morning.

The Fitzgerald's left an hour ago, but not before Penny could leave without a kiss from Gumball. Her lips melting onto his, the warmth and embrace. As of now, Gumball can still feel her lips pressed against his.

You could say that Patrick did not feel comfortable witnessing his daughter locking lips with some boy, but this time he let it slide, feeling as it would be reasonable around the time being.

Everyone else stayed up for a bit to spend time together, before agreeing that it would be best to sleep. Before everyone went to bed, everyone hugged Gumball goodnight and gave him a peck on the check and talk about how much they love him and will take care of him.

It made Gumball feel… Nice… He felt happy that he can finally connect with his family again.

So why was he having trouble falling asleep?

You shouldn't even be asleep right now…

Aw fuck, it's the voice again.

You have so much to do now.

Wait… What is i-

You're now on the path to recovery, Gumball. You can't sleep when there's unfinished business left. You need to focus on yourself and the love ones around you. You need to keep them close and have them help you.

He knows this now… Why is he trying to remind him?

You need to apologize to the ones you've hurt. It's a hard place to start, but it's so much rewarding. Starting with Tobias.

Gumball was now awake. He forgot about him.

He's your best-friend. Still is, I know it deep down.

Gumball gets off the bed and turns on the computer.

If you ever want to improve yourself and become a better person, you need to get this guilt off your chest.

Gumball clicks on the internet icon and types in Elmore Plus in the search bar. He then goes up to his friends list.

Feeling guilty would just make you go back to square one again. To go back to being aggressive and isolated. You don't want that, and neither do I.

For the first time in my existence, I feel happy.

Gumball clicks on Tobias and starts typing his message.

Hey man, you awake?

I feel joy.

Tobias's icon pops up green, telling Gumball he's online.

I feel different.

Tobias read the message.

I feel….

Gumball sits back in his computer chair and see three black dots flashing in a path, letting Gumball know he's typing.

Like I was given a second chance.

Hey guys, Skull702 here. Red Marks is incredibly busy with life right now at the moment, but he did not want to leave his Scars universe unfinished. Because there is one thing him (and me) hate, is that stories are left unfinished!

What's going on with Red Marks is that he's focusing on his National Guard lifestyle and wants no distractions with it. So, what he did was messaged me and ask if I can collab with him in his new chapter of Scars.

I was like "Sure, why the hell not?"

And me and him went on to write this beautiful piece. Me and him took turns in writing each chapter and ideas. Some ideas were scrapped, others were focused on, and others were joked around with us. After a whole week of typing, we were finished.

Now, sadly he isn't active in this site anymore due to him trying his best in his army lifestyle, but that doesn't mean he'll be checking up on the reviews and messages!

He won't really respond. But he'll see them!

He's right now in MEPS, getting his physical checked, but he gave me his account info and have me finished up the ending for him when he's gone. (Don't worry, he knows what I wrote!)

As for the future of this account, I'm not sure if he'll ever come back to writing. He might have a change of heart and abandon the archive, but that's a maybe!

As for me, I'm defiantly retiring. I no longer stay around with the TAWOG fandom and find joy in other things. I'll stay around to see reviews, but consider my writing dead. :(

As for the future of Fading Scars, I'm sorry to say, but that work is now cancelled. It's way too much time and work to keep writing for it, so Red Marks decides it would be best to cancel it and in hopes someone would be interested to finish it. (If someone does, I'll send them the remains of the story so you have something to stay off. I'M ONLY SENDING IT TO THE ONES WHO WANT TO WRITE IT. DON'T ASK IF YOU CAN READ IT ONLY!)

Well, that's all I really wanted to say. Red Marks left me a messages saying thanks to the ones who engaged with him during his time here. You know who you are.

Once again. Thanks for reading, and don't forget to leave a review!

Ta-da. I'm going to go shove a finger up my ass and see where it takes me.