You slipped on your sweater with ease, checking over your hair in the long mirror of the Wattersons kids room. You were over there to get ready to go to the mall with your friend, Gumball! Expecting a completely normal time- Just as you gave a nod of satisfaction on how you look, you turned around to step out. Except now you were met with Gumball in front of you, hands on his hips confidently. But what was he wearing...—

Gumball rested his hands on his hips, a confident smile spread across his face. He took the few seconds of silence as a sign of how Smitten you were with his choice of outfit. He felt just as intelligent as Aniese! Although, as you asked tiredly what he was wearing, Gumball responded with a shrug, keeping his confidence up as he puffed out his chest—

' 'Mall pants. It's pants you wear to the mall, it's a sign of respect.' '

Gumball answered, walking to the chest box by his drawer, mindlessly looking through it as if he needed something specific. He heard you ask next "then why aren't you wearing a shirt..." to which he shot his head to your direction with narrowed squinted eyes, pointing a defensive finger at you and jabbing the air as if he was reaching you—

' 'Too much respect. It's the mall, not church-' '

He responded more defensively, with an eye roll and a scoff. As if this information was well known and important, let alone actually a thing?? But you definitely could not just let him go out like that. Again—