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Intro. Scene: Elmore Junior High Cafeteria — Lunch Time The cafeteria is its usual madhouse of clanking trays, flying food, and inexplicably loud chewing noises. Gumball sits with Darwin, noisily inhaling spaghetti like it’s a competitive sport. Darwin (looking over Gumball’s shoulder): “Hey, check it out—new kid alert, twelve o’clock.” Gumball (spaghetti hanging from his mouth): “New kid?” He turns and spots a student standing stiffly by the wall, tray in hand. They’re silent. Still. Watching. No one approaches them. No one talks to them. It’s like they’re on pause. Gumball (squinting, talking mostly to himself): “Okay... mysterious aura... neutral expression... perfectly untouched lunch... Either they’re a transfer student... or an undercover alien scout.” Darwin: “Just say hi!” Gumball (nervously): “Right. Say hi. Easy. Humans—uh, students—love when you just... walk up and exist next to them.” He takes a deep breath, stands, brushes imaginary dust off his shirt, then saunters over

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