Hendrik Van Dorp IV
Milo and Kyra had been friends ever since they were brought into the amazing world of gumballs. They did everything together. They were even born at the same time. Not from the same mother, of course. That would be extremely painful and probably impossible. They went gumballing together, played gumball together, had gumball fights with each other, hosted gumball tea parties and invited their gumdolls, of course, and feasted on gumballs as much as possible. There was never a shortage of gumballs in their life.
Gumball World was a marvelous and magical place. The sun was always shining, and there were never any clouds, except for an occassional spot or two. The grass was as green as green could be, and tasted of sugar and maple leaf tea. Sparkling ponds, full of water that was more pure than the color white, were scatterd throughout Gumball World, with many small creatures calling it home.
The most magnificent part of Gumball World were the gumball trees. They towered over everything, with their tall, dark brown trunks covered in bark that could not be penetrated by the most powerful gumbullet. Although, there were no gumbullets because there was no need for violence or murder in Gumball World. The strong, dark trunks of the gumball trees sored into the skies and flowed into beautiful green leaves surrounded by more gumballs than any Gumballian could ever count. There were gumballs of every size and color. There were giant gumballs that the branches could barely hold, and there were miniature gumballs that you could fit into your nose. There were green apple gumballs, bitter lemon gumballs, blueberry gumballs, jazzberry gumballs, and any kind of gumballs anyone could ever imagine.
One beautiful, sunny afternoon, Milo and Kyra were wondering through the gumball forrest, snacking on gumballs as they usually did. All of a sudden, an idea sprang up into Kyra's imaginative brain.
"What would happen if...
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