The waterson multiverse..

Start writing here… scene .Kathy and Nelson’s bedroom]

It’s late at night, the room dimly lit by a faint ghostly glow. Kathy and Nelson are asleep in their respective beds. Suddenly, the door is violently kicked open, slamming against the wall. Gumball storms in, holding Gumdrop by the scruff of his shirt like a naughty kitten. Gumdrop’s hair is messy, and he looks both smug and defiant.

Gumball (yelling): "THAT’S IT, GUMDROP! YOU’RE STAYING HERE! I’VE HAD IT WITH YOUR NONSENSE!"

Kathy groans, sitting up and rubbing her eyes, her skull hair clip slightly askew.

Kathy: "What the hell, Dad? It’s like three in the morning. What’s going on?"

Gumball (still fuming): "Ask him!" He shakes Gumdrop slightly for emphasis. "Your little brother thought it would be funny to PAINT MY CAR BRIGHT PINK with the words 'KING GUMDROP' spray-painted on the hood!"

Nelson, half-awake, sits up and adjusts his black hair, glaring.

Nelson: "Pink? Seriously? Couldn’t you at least go with black? Or red? Something edgy?"

Gumball: "Oh, don’t you start! Both of you are responsible for keeping him in line, and clearly, you’ve failed miserably!"

Gumdrop (smirking): "What? I thought you’d look great driving around in a pink car. Real power move, Dad."

Gumball’s face turns red, his ghostly aura flaring up.

Gumball: "DO NOT TEST ME RIGHT NOW, GUMDROP! You’re staying in here tonight, and I mean it! Think about what you did and how you’re going to fix it!"

He unceremoniously tosses Gumdrop onto Kathy’s bed, where she immediately shoves him off with a grunt.

Kathy: "Ugh, no! He’s not sleeping in my bed. Nelson, he’s your problem now."

Nelson (crossing his arms): "No way. He’s your little pet troublemaker. I’m not babysitting him."

Gumball (snarling): "He’s staying right here. If I see him out of this room, I swear—"

Gumdrop (interrupting with a cheeky grin): "You’ll what? Paint my room pink too?"

Gumball lets out an exasperated groan, throwing his hands in the air.

Gumball: "I don’t know why I even bother. You three figure it out. But, Gumdrop, if my car isn’t spotless by tomorrow morning, you’ll wish you were never born!"

With that, Gumball storms out, slamming the door behind him. There’s a moment of silence before Kathy and Nelson both glare at Gumdrop, who’s still grinning smugly.

Kathy: "You’re so dead tomorrow."

Nelson: "If Dad doesn’t get you first, we will."

Gumdrop (shrugging, reclining on the floor): "Come on, you gotta admit it was funny."

Kathy: "Funny? The only thing funny is how fast you’re going to be scrubbing Dad’s car while we sip coffee and watch."

Nelson: "Maybe we’ll record it and post it on GhostTok."

Gumdrop: "Pfft. Whatever. You’re just mad I didn’t ask for your help."

Kathy grabs a pillow and smacks him with it, eliciting a laugh from Gumdrop.

Kathy: "You’re lucky we don’t kick you out of the window."

Nelson: "Or turn you into Dad ourselves."

As they bicker, the room slowly settles down. Despite the chaos, there’s an underlying warmth in their sibling banter as they start drifting back to sleep.

All three siblings are now wide awake, annoyed, and talking over each other.]

Kathy: "I can’t believe he dumped you in here! You’re such a pain, Gumdrop!"

Nelson: "Seriously, dude. Painting the car? Why would you even do that?"

Gumdrop: "Because it’s funny! Did you see the look on his face? Worth it."

Kathy: "Worth it? He’s gonna make you clean that thing for hours!"

Gumdrop: "So what? A little scrubbing won’t kill me. Besides, it’s not like I wrecked it. I gave it some personality."

Nelson: "Yeah, pink spray paint and giant letters. Real classy. You’re lucky Dad didn’t throw you through a wall."

Kathy: "Honestly, if he did, we’d have one less problem in this house."

Gumdrop: "Oh, come on, Kathy. You’re just mad because you didn’t think of it first."

Kathy: "Excuse me? I don’t need to pull dumb stunts to get attention. Unlike you."

Nelson: "She’s got a point, man. You’re always causing trouble, and we’re the ones stuck dealing with it."

Gumdrop: "You two act like you’re saints. I’ve seen you both pull pranks way worse than mine."

Kathy: "Yeah, but we don’t get caught! That’s the difference."

Nelson: "Exactly. Rule number one: Don’t get caught. You break that rule every time."

Gumdrop: "Oh, please. Dad just has it out for me. I could sneeze, and he’d still yell."

Kathy: "Maybe if you stopped being a little brat, he wouldn’t."

Nelson: "Yeah, try not pissing everyone off for, like, one day. Bet you can’t do it."

Gumdrop: "Oh, is that a challenge? Fine. Tomorrow, I’ll be on my best behavior. Watch me."

Kathy: "Yeah, sure. I’ll believe it when I see it."

Nelson: "Same. I’m giving it two hours before you screw it up."

Gumdrop: "You guys have no faith in me. I’m hurt."

Kathy: "You’re not hurt. You’re annoying. Now shut up so we can sleep."

Nelson: "Yeah, and keep your mess on your side of the room. If I step on any of your junk in the morning, I’m throwing it out."

Gumdrop: "Relax. I’ll be the perfect roommate. Quiet as a ghost."

Kathy: "You are a ghost, dumbass."

Nelson: "And you’re never quiet. So shut up."

Gumdrop: "Fine, fine. Goodnight, losers."

Kathy: "Goodnight, idiot."

Nelson: "Goodnight... to everyone except Gumdrop."

The room finally falls silent, but Kathy and Nelson exchange a look, knowing tomorrow will probably be just as chaotic.

Kathy: "You’re such a pain, Gumdrop. Why do you always have to ruin everything?"

Nelson: "Yeah, what’s your problem, man? Can’t you just not screw up for one day?"

Gumdrop: "Relax, it was just a car. It’s not like I set it on fire."

Kathy: "Oh, great. So now we’re comparing this to arson. Real mature."

Nelson: "You’re lucky Dad didn’t kill you. If it were my car, you’d be a smear on the wall."

Gumdrop: "Whatever. You two are acting like it’s a big deal. It’s paint. It’ll wash off."

Kathy: "No, it won’t, you idiot! Do you even know how spray paint works?"

Nelson: "He doesn’t. He doesn’t think, Kathy. That’s the whole problem."

Gumdrop: "I think just fine. I thought it’d be funny, and guess what? It was."

Kathy: "Funny? You’re delusional. You’re not funny. You’re annoying."

Nelson: "The only funny thing is how bad Dad’s gonna punish you tomorrow."

Gumdrop: "Oh, come on. What’s the worst he’ll do? Make me clean it? Big deal."

Kathy: "You’re cleaning it, and we’re watching. And laughing."

Nelson: "Yeah, maybe I’ll record it. Put it online. ‘Big Dumb Gumdrop Gets What He Deserves.’"

Gumdrop: "You two are real supportive. Such loving siblings."

Kathy: "We’d be more supportive if you weren’t a walking disaster."

Nelson: "Yeah, maybe stop making our lives harder for five minutes."

Gumdrop: "I don’t make your lives harder. You guys make everything a drama."

Kathy: "Oh, right. Us. We’re the problem. Not the guy who painted Dad’s car pink."

Nelson: "You’re a menace, Gumdrop. I’m starting to think you do this stuff on purpose."

Gumdrop: "Maybe I do. Keeps things interesting."

Kathy: "You’re lucky I don’t throw you out the window right now."

Nelson: "Same. If you touch any of my stuff while you’re in here, you’re dead."

Gumdrop: "You two are so dramatic. I’ll just stay in my corner and be quiet."

Kathy: "Yeah, right. You don’t even know how to be quiet."

Nelson: "Bet you’ll screw something up before the night’s over."

Gumdrop: "Bet I won’t."

Kathy: "I’m not taking that bet. You’d lose."

Nelson: "We’d all lose. Just shut up so we can sleep."

Gumdrop: "Fine. Goodnight, losers."

Kathy: "Goodnight, idiot."

Nelson: "Goodnight. And don’t breathe too loud, or I’ll smother you with a pillow."

Gumdrop: "Love you too."