“I should have seen this coming. They always want to make out in this hall.” Gumball muttered.

They both stared at him. “What? Do I have something on my face?” He asked.

Then he snapped his fingers. “Oh, right. I, am Prince Gumwad the Annoying. To tell you the truth- I have a gigantic idol fixation on Gaston! And, of course, Olivia the Awesome is controlling me and making me say these things, but still.”

 Marshall chuckled. “Of course."

“What’s that phrase again...? ‘Go jump in a river...?’ ‘Go hop in a pond...?’ No, wait, it’s ‘go jump in a lake’. Therefore, I shall take my companion and go jump in a lake.” He said, grinning maniacally. “Now... what to sing... ‘I’m a Bad Troll’ from A Troll in Central Park, or ‘The Lollipop Guild Song’ from The Wizard of Oz...?”

 “The troll.” Marshall said, grinning, but Fionna was frowning.

“I’m a bad troll.” Gumball sang, pulling Flame Prince towards the door. Then he shrugged, and sang, “We represent the Lollipop Guild, the Lollipop Guild, the Lollipop Guild! And in the name of the Lollipop Guiiiiild, we wish to welcome you to Munchkinland!”

“Olivia, wait.” Fionna said.

 Gumball stopped, and looked at her.

“You’re... not going to kill them... are you?” Fionna asked.

“They tried to kill us. But no, the cold water will probably just wake Gumwad up, and he’ll save Flame Prince because of his man-crush. Also, these aren’t the actual people, so Gumball won’t melt, and Flame Prince won’t dissipate.”

 Gumball continued hauling Flame Prince out the door, and sining random song lines, and Olivia opened her eyes and grinned at them.

“Finally.” Simon and Laurence (both seemingly human) said from the stairs. Betty, who was a maid, passed by, and Simon grinned before pulling her away, out of view. Olivia rolled her eyes. “They’re more hormonal than you two sometimes.”

“Hey!” Fionna said, shooting her a look, though Marshall just looked offended that someone was more hormonal than them and wrapped his arms around Fionna's waist accordingly.

 “Hey is for horses. One thing I don’t get though- Gumwad’s usually your main villain. Why wasn’t he Gaston?” Olivia asked.

“Gumball? As Gaston? They’re like, polar opposites.” Marshall huffed, turning Fionna around so that she was facing him, grinning wolfishly at her and then kissing her passionately.

Olivia looked at them for a second, then she rolled her eyes.

 “Okay, TV. Can we leave now?” She asked.

Writing appeared on the wall. ‘Fine...’ They were zapped back to Marshall’s living room, and Olivia, as she was leaving, said, “It should be fine to watch the movie now: TV doesn’t do things twice.” She knew she wouldn't get an answer. Leaving two hormonal teenagers alone together will do that to one's conversation, as well as walking out in the middle of it.