A masterpost of all the chapters, original author notes and all, of the old version of Details in the Fabric, which is now deleted from FF.net

Prologue

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight
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Marshall leans against the counter in Rich's garage, the sleeves of his suit rolled up.

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"Hey, jackass."

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Marshall watches Finn as he sits lifelessly next to him in homeroom. The blonde boy cups his chin in his hand, staring down at his desk. A purple bruise that hasn't completely faded is on his temple like a smear of paint.

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"Gumball thinks he's fucking dying, Marshall, I can't put up with his whiny bullshit."

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Marshall wakes up slowly at a snail's pace. He tries to remember where he is, without opening his eyes. What even happened last night? There… there was a window; something with watermelons… something with Patrick Swayze; and is-Marshall shifts, uncomfortable, and breathes in deeply-is that the smell of strawberries?

Oh.

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"And that's basically my political campaign in a nutshell!"

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Marshall has a dream where it is perpetually black, no sight, no sound, save for a slight ringing in his ear.

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The alarm blares. Marshall slowly drags himself out of unconsciousness, blinks his eyes open, and what greets him is a white, grimy, and cracked ceiling.

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"Marshall."

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