Operation: Tier 15
I have wanted to do this for a while, now I am not 100% certain that Tier 15 is going all the way, but for the sake of this story, that's what it means.
It was a very uneventful day in the Candy Kingdom, the day was half-over and nothing had happened.
A bored Princess Bubblegum was sitting on her couch in her Rock Shirt and hot pink sweatpants, dully flipping through the channels on the television.
"Meh," she groaned, "nothing on."
She switched over to the weather channel, the channel one watches when there is nothing good on at all.
"Plan B," Bubblegum sighed, then called, "Peppermint!"
Peppermint Butler came to her.
"Yes, Princess?" he asked.
"Bring me my phone." Bubblegum requested.
Peppermint Butler brought her the phone.
Bubblegum proceeded to dial the phone.
~Prince Gumball's Castle~
At that same time, Prince Gumball was sitting on his own couch in his black, blue fire shirt, and red sweatpants, his day equally uneventful as Bubblegum's. Lord Monochromicorn was curled up on his floor.
Just then he heard his phone ring.
Gumball groaned aloud, not wanting to get up.
"Cinnamon Bun, bring me my phone!" he called passively.
Cinnamon Bun brought him his phone.
"Yo." he answered listlessly.
"He-ey, Bubzy." PB said over the phone.
"Oh, hey," PG replied with more interest, "what's going on?"
"Nothing," Bubblegum said, "at all."
"Same here," Gumball said, "I'd ask you to come over, however, my kitchen needs repairs, because someone ignored the "no metal in the microwave" warning."
"I said I was sorry." Cinnamon bun said meekly.
PG pulled his phone away.
"Tell that to my melted microwave." he told Cinnamon Bun irritatedly.
Gumball put his phone back to his ear.
"It's too bad," he sighed, "I was hoping we could...you know...do stuff."
"Stuff?" Bubblegum replied curiously.
"You know..." he said coyly, "mess around."
Bubblegum flinched and her eyes widened.
"Are you serious?" she asked, subtly hopeful.
"Uh huh..." Gumball answered.
"Why don't you come over here," Bubblegum suggested optimistically, "no one's blown up my microwave."
"Well it beats being here." PG said.
"Whoo!" Bubblegum responded gladly.
"Huh?" Gumball replied.
"Nothing," PB said casually, "see you soon, love you, bye."
Then she hung up the phone.
"Yay!" she said joyously, "No more maidenhood!"
She clapped her hands blissfully, until she remembered one discouraging fact...she had no idea what she was doing.
"Wait, I don't know what to do," she said to herself, "I need to consult someone with lots of experience."
bubblegum picked up her phone and called Marceline.
"Hel-lo?" Marceline answered.
"Hey, Marcy," Bubblegum said frantically, "HELP ME!"
I think I'll do what I did with "Saccharine Science" make the first half of the fic in one persons P.O.V(though the whole story is in third person view) then the other half in the other's P.O.V, only this time it's in Bubblegum's P.O.V first.