A/N: We'll, it's that time of year when people dress up and get candy. We'll, things will be different this time around. Taking a break from my crossover, I planned to write a Halloween special for Regular Show. Today is October 3rd, 2012. That is five weeks until October 31st, 2012. Every week, I will update a chapter, which means that there will be five chapters to this story. The name of the story is temporary until Halloween, where I will make a name for the story.
So enjoy the special.
Chapter 1: The Deal
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There is a story of something so scary; it makes even the most sanable person lose his or her sanity. It stalks in the woods at night and hunts the prey down with its fear until they die from going insane. Now, the creature moves to a town where even people who think that they have regular lives will have their world turn upside down in fear.
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"Come on dude, hurry it up. We don't want to be late." Mordeci said while looking at Rigby, who was carrying a huge garbage bag of trash collected all over the park.
"That's not fair," complained Rigby, who can barely move his own body while carrying a bag that weighed more heavily than his own weight, "you get to drive everywhere while I pick up the garbage and put it in the bag."
In town, there is a park and it is watched by the staff. Among the staff a raccoon named Rigby and a blue jay named Mordeci. They take chores and work around the park to let people have a good time, however, they suddenly get caught in life threatening situations that go from messing up with the chairs to destroying the park, or worse, getting fired.
Or maybe it was the other way around.
"Dude, it's either we move more than one bag, or one bag altogether." Mordeci said in a nerdy way.
After he put it in the back of the cart, he climbed shotgun and said immaturely, "I want to drive now."
Mordeci then gave one of his funny grins and made a fist while saying, "You want to play Punchies for it?"
As usual, Rigby hit first, then Mordeci hit Rigby's arm harder, making him yell in pain and defeat.
But as they were doing this, their boss, Benson, who is a gumball machine, as usual, thought that they were slacking off, so he went there with a clipboard in his hand and said, "What do you think you're doing?"
Rigby and Mordeci saw him and thought at the same time, damn it, and Mordeci said, "Oh, hi Benson. We were just-"
"Punching each other in the arm." Benson finished for them, with the sound of frustration in his voice
"Yeah." Both coworkers said in union
Benson got angry and said, "You guys know better than to be slacking off again," then his globe head that held gumballs went red with anger as he yelled, "SO GET BACK TO WORK OR YOUR FIRED!"
Then he walked away while whistling.
For the best friends, this was their daily life. They were used to being threatened about getting fired all the time.
Forgetting that that ever took place, they continued on.
As it was a sunset, they finally threw way the trash bag the size of Muscleman's trailer near a dumpster. Unfortunately it didn't fit and it stood out like a tumor.
Mordeci looked up to it and said, "Hopefully, no one will notice."
Rigby turned to his best friend and said, "Whatever man. We're done and that's all that matters. Let's go to the coffee shop and drink some coffee."
Mordeci smiled at that thought, but it was actually about someone at the coffee place. He then looked at Rigby and teasingly said, "I bet that you're hoping that Eileen doesn't have her glasses on when we get there."
"STOP TALKING!" Rigby yelled
They took the cart and drove it out of the park onto the street until they eventually came close to the coffee place. As they entered, Mordeci saw his crush near someone's table.
His crush was a red robin by the name of Margret. She looked a lot like Mordeci, excerpt that she had a curved beak, the spots at the side of her head are commas, and her crest is curved instead of pointed and has red, brown, and white feathers. She worked at the Coffee Shop and regularly serves the pair coffee. During their time as friends (in which there were a lot of life threatening situations and impressions), she grew closer to Mordeci and had a lot of fun when they are together.
Eileen was also there, working as well. Rigby began to think of how hot she looked without her glasses on.
(XD)
As the pair walked to their usual spot, Margret came by and said, "How's it going guys?"
"Nothing much, just regular chores." Mordeci stated, "But to save time, we decided to use one garbage bag instead of more than one, but it was the size of a trailer."
"No way." Margret said in fascination. It was around this time that Eileen came by and heard in on the story.
"Yes way and this guy carried it all by himself." Mordeci said while pointing one of his feathery fingers at Rigby.
Catching his drift, Rigby said, "Yep. It was at least 100 times my own size and weight and I took out the trash, like a boss!"
That was when they both did their, 'Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh !' yell while weaving one of their hands in the air and the other near their mouths.
"Wow Rigby," stated Eileen, who, for a long while, has a crush on Rigby, "you sure do know how to take out the trash."
The group cracked up at Eileen's joke and Rigby said, "Good one Eileen."
She immediately gave a two toothed smile and blushed at Rigby complimenting her.
So the pair drank coffee and the group had a nice conversation.
Then Mordeci said, "Hey Margret, you want to come by the house and share scary stories with us?"
"Mordeci! They didn't need to know!" Rigby exclaimed
"Know what?" Eileen said
"Yeah, what is it?" Margret asked with suspicion in her voice.
Rigby and Mordeci looked to each other for help, but realized they couldn't help each other but come clean.
Mordeci speaks first, "Alright. Every Halloween, Rigby, the others from the park, and I come to the house to share scary stories. We do it every year, and now that you guys know, you guys want to join us?"
This was surprising to Margret and Eileen, but then smiled and Eileen said, "When is it?"
In Rigby's, mind, he realized that he needed to find a scary story that could scare them. He just needed to know what kind of story he was willing to tell. He hoped that he could come up with an idea then that house story.
"Next week," Rigby cutted in excitedly, "and be ready, because I've got a story that will make you want to hide in a closet for the rest of your life!"
"Oh really, we'll then, let's make a bet." Margret suggested
When she mentioned that, they remembered that time when they crashed Pop's car, and in the end, they got THEIR number. It was a win for them.
Eileen cutted in and said, "If you guys lose by not making us scared by the end of Halloween, you have to tell us a deep secret that you guys kept to yourselves."
Mordeci didn't like the idea, but then countered it. "Well, if you guys get scared from now until Halloween, you have to tell us a deep secret that you kept to yourselves as well."
Before Margret could object, Eileen and Rigby looked at each other in the eye and said with confidence in their voices, "Deal."
From there, the deal was set.
Mordeci then looked at the clock and realized that it was getting late.
"Dude, we have to go." Mordeci said with great urgency. He looked at Margret and Eileen and said, "Thanks for the coffee. See you later."
Then they were out the door, on the cart, and driving back to the park. When they got back, they played a little bit of video game marathon, in which Mordeci beat Rigby at, and went to his bed to sleep. Rigby went to the trampoline with clothes on it, which is his messed up bed. The pair went to sleep, awaiting the chores in the week to come.
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The creature stalked the heavily wooded forest in the park quickly, covering a lot of ground and memorized the landscape of the forest very quickly. The creature also took a small child, who is paralyzed from the beast's scary face. It will feed on the child very soon, but now is a game of patience. Its prey will come to it and that is when it will strike.
A/N: Well, you guys could take guesses on who the creature is, and if you do, then good for you. Next Wednesday is the next chapter, which is equal to the number of days the guys will work until the others share their stories. Till' next time.