"Isn't she beautiful?" Marshall asked, gently gliding his fingers over the newborn's hair.
     "She is," Gumball replied, smiling softly at the half-vampire baby resting in between them, "Have you thought of any names yet? I'm lost."
     The onyx-haired male looked up at his lover and grinned, his fangs peeking out from behind his lips.
     "What do you think about Melody?" he asked. Gumball nodded in response.
     "It's perfect, just like her." Gumball whispered, closing his eyes and laying his head back on the pillow. Almost on queue Peppermint maid knocked on the door softly. She look nervous, an emotion that wasn't often seen on her face.
     "Your highness," she said, referring to the vampire king, "I-I believe that your mother is here to see you."
     Marshall Lee sat up slowly, trying not to disturb the sleeping newborn between them. He placed a kiss on Melody's forehead, the Gumball's.
     "I'll be back soon, I promise," he whispered. "Someone must have told her about the baby." With that, he left the room. When he got downstairs, he was met by his mother, holding a large black basket.
     "Marshall Lee!" she exclaimed. "Why did you not tell me about about the new princess? I'm shocked that I wasn't notified so I could prepare the ceremony."
     Marshall Lee was stunned. His mother seemed genuinely disappointed. When Marshall was born he was also part of the ceremony. The new baby would be presented to the Council of the Nightosphere. The Council would look over the baby and perform a series of spells and rituals. Some of these rituals consisted of worshiping the baby and making it the official heir to the throne of the Nightosphere.
     At this point, Marshall Lee's mother had began making her way up the stairs, searching for her new granddaughter. "She's in the room at the end of the hallway," he said. As soon as the words left his mouth, he heard the sharp gasp of Gumball. The vampire instantly rushed to his boyfriend's side, taking Melody from his arms and cradling her against his chest. There was something inside of him that told him to hold on to her and protect her with his life.
     "You're going to be a great ruler someday," his mother commented, standing in the doorway with the basket in her arms. Gumball stood up and attempted to make himself look presentable, even though he was only wearing one of Marshall's old band shirts.
     "What is she doing here? "Gumball asked, half hiding behind Marshall. The vampire smiled at his lover.
     "She's here to take Melody," Marshall's mother smiled at the name, "back to the Nightosphere with her," he said, disappointment in his voice. It was easy to detect what emotions were going through the prince's head. First it was shock, then anger, then panic, then depression.
     Gumball burst into tears, sinking to the floor. "She's...She's going to take my baby," he whispered softly, wrapping his arms around himself. Marshall stood there in shock before sinking down on the floor next to him.
     "Gumball...please don't cry. It will only be for a few days in our time," he whispered. Gumball shook his head.
     "C-Can I at least hold her one more time?" the prince whispered, looking up at Marshall's mother. She nodded slowly, looking at the couple.
     "You know," she started, "I might be able to take you with us. I mean, you are technically royalty, so the Council may make an exception."
     The tears in Gumball's eyes dried instantly and turned his attention back to the infant in Marshall's arms. "Did you hear that Melody? We can be with you, now and forever."