"Prince Gumball??" a female voice rang through the palace.

"Cake, we don't even know if he is here. I told you we should have told him before coming," another female voice commented.

I instantly knew that Fiona was here, which meant that the prince would be appearing in three, two, one-

"Fiona!" the prince exclaimed to them.

I knew that I should just stay where I was, working on the ball, but my gut was telling me to go down there. So, I went down to the front Fourier where the three stood. The stood in a small circle, and I could tell by the look on Fiona's face, that I was already intruding.

"Ah, (Y/N), did you get in touch with the dress maker?" the prince instantly asked me.

"I haven't yet, no," I sheepishly told him.

"The dress maker?" Cake asked. "For what?"

"Oh, you must have not seen the flyers. Fiona, Cake, you must come. We are hold another ball," Prince Gumball explained to them.

"Another ball? After the disaster with the Ice Queen?" Fiona asked.

"Yes, that is why we are holding another one," the prince told them.

"And you-you want us to come?" Fiona questioned.

The prince took her hand, and I saw the way that Fiona's face reddened as she blushed behind her hand. She was in love with the prince, and that was evident. That was the only reason she hated me, but I could never say anything. The prince was rather oblivious to both her and my own feelings.

"It wouldn't be a party with out the two of you," the prince told her.

"(Y/N), get her the contact of the dress maker. I'll pay for it," the prince offered.

"Oh no- you don't have to—"

"I insisted. I am already covering for (Y/N)'s. I will have to cover for one of my closest friends," the prince told her.

I watched Fiona's face fall as the words came out of him mouth. I couldn't help but chuckle a bit at the situations. It was just that the Prince wasn't that easy to get to. Deep down, I think she knew that, but she was still so naive. Too naïve for him.