Before starting, there are some characters from the movie that will still being the same, in addition to deleted/extended scenes of the movie that I will include. Set in a Shaun of the Dead AU.
Disclaimer: I don't own Regular Show or Shaun of the Dead.
A/N: Yo, guys! I've seen Shaun of the Dead five or six times in a week, so I decided to mix this movie with Regular Show. Why? Because Mordecai reminds me from Shaun, and Rigby from Ed.
"Last orders please."
The landlord's voice returned Mordecai to the real world. He took a drag from his cigarette, staring blankly into space.
"Mordecai?"
"Yeah…"
"Do you know what I'm saying?"
"Yeah, totally."
He was sitting with Margaret, having a drink.
"You shouldn't feel so responsible." She said.
"Yeah…"
"I know he's your best friend but you do live with him."
"I know…"
"It's not that I don't like Rigby. Rigby, it's not that I don't like you."
"It's ok."
Rigby was next to them, playing a horror themed fruit machine.
"It'd just be nice if we could-
"Fuck!" Said Rigby, hitting the fruit machine.
"-spend a bit more time together-
"Goddammit!"
"-just the two of us-
"Cock it!"
A beat.
"We have a laugh don't we?"
"Yeah…" Replied Mordecai.
They two smiled, sharing some private joke. He relaxed, momentarily off the hook.
"But with Rigby always here, it's no wonder I end up bringing my flatmates out. Then that only exacerbates things." Said Margaret.
"What do you mean?" Asked Mordecai.
"Well, you guys hardly get on do you?"
"No, what does exacerbate mean?"
"It means 'to make things worse'."
"Oh right. Look, it's not that I don't like David and Di. Guys, it's not that I don't like you..."
"That's alright." Replied David and Dianne, who were sitting next to Margaret. Both in their late twenties, David was trendy but straight-laced, Dianne was colourful and chirpy.
"And it's not that I don't want to spend time with you because I do. It's just, Rigby doesn't really have too many friends-
"Can I get any of you cunts a drink?" Interrupted Rigby. "Anybody?"
"No thanks."
"I'm fine thanks, Rigby." Said Margaret.
"Pint Mordecai?"
Mordecai nodded, and made a high-five with Rigby.
"I know friends are important Mordecai, but you've got to set aside quality time for just the two of you. I know I would, if I was Margaret's boyfriend." Said David.
"Or get out more. Daffs is always taking me out to see his listed buildings, I'm always dragging him to the theatre." Said Dianne.
"I'm not so hot on theatre."
"I took my students to see this great new play about incest. Very cool. Lots of swearing."
"He's not so hot on theatre." Said Margaret.
"Well, how about a nice meal? You could go to that restaurant me and Daffs go to. The place that does all the fish. It's your anniversary soon isn't it?"
"It was last week." Said David.
"Oh, so did you do anything special?"
"We came here." Said Margaret.
"Yeah, but that was just me and you." Said Mordecai.
"And Rigby."
"He wasn't with us."
"He was sitting at the bar. It's not the same."
"Mordy, hog lumps!" Said Rigby, throwing a packet of Pork Scratchings in his face.
"Mordecai, what I'm trying to say is, I need something a little more."
He offered her a Pork Scratching, but she declined it.
"More than spending every night in the Winchester. I mean, I'm 29. I've got things I want to do with my life, I want to get out there, do more interesting stuff, live a little, but I'd love to be able to do it with you, but I want you to want to want to do it too."
She laughed grimly at her own silly sentence. Then, she took a Pork Scratching and regarded Mordecai with a mixture of exasperation and affection.
"I don't want to go on at you, Jesus, listen to me. I'm beginning to sound like your Mum. Not that I'd know what she sounds like."
"You still haven't met his Mum?" Asked David.
"Not yet." Said Mordecai.
"I can't believe you haven't met his mum."
"It's not that simple."
"Don't you get along with your Mum, Mordecai?" Asked Dianne.
"It's not that I don't get along with her-
"Are you ashamed of your Mum, Mordecai?" Asked David.
"No I'm not, I love my Mum."
"I love his Mum." Said Rigby, returning with drinks.
"Rigby-
"She's butter."
"Rigby!"
"Mordecai!"
"Mordecai-
"Guys-
"Mordecai-
"Margaret," Said Mordecai, holding her hands. "I totally understand what you're saying and I agree, really I do. We should get out there. Do more interesting stuff. Together. We'll start tomorrow, I'll book a restaurant. The place that does all the fish. We'll do it properly. Just the two of us. Things'll change. Promise."
"Really Mordecai?"
The landlord called time. Mordecai stared back into space.
"Mordecai?"
The bell rang again.
