The Secret Bully

Hey! So after consulting a friend, I have decided to post this! Hear about Tabatha, Karen and Annabelle! But this fic will not affect the other two fics with the three OCs. Aka the chatroom fic and the ToD.

I don't own Regular Show.

Rigby groaned as he continued the raking, just as a breeze passed and all of the leaves he had just done flew about once more. Mordecai chuckled as his raccoon friend slammed the rake down, just like a two year old would do.

"Seriously, man! Why rake them while it's windy?! I mean, they said there would be no wind tomorrow, couldn't Benson have waited until tomorrow for us to rake?" the shorter whined. Mordecai rolled his eyes.

"I don't know, dude. Benson's weird like that. But if we just finish and run as fast as possible to our next job, we can just say that the wind messed them up and he'll have Muscle Man or Skips do it" the bluejay reasoned. Rigby gave an exaggerated sigh, and looked toward the house, longing to play his favorite video game...

When he spotted three girls speaking to his boss.

That alone was scary enough, after all what girl in their right mind would talk to that guy...

But he recognised one of the faces. And he didn't have happy memories of this girl, either.

"DUDE! Hide me!" Rigby shouted in panic, and ran behind his friend's tall legs, which really did little to conceal him.

"RIGBY! What's going on, what's wrong with you?!" Mordecai shouted, dropping his rake in shock. The raccoon whimpered, pointing to the three females talking with Benson.

"What, Benson? Dude, just pick up the rake and-" he was cut off as Rigby found his voice again.

"No! Not HIM! That girl talking to him, the one with the brown hair! I know her!" he explained fearfully, not much louder than a whisper. Mordecai raised an eyebrow, when it suddenly dawned on him.

"That's... Tabatha?" he squeaked. Rigby nodded quickly. The taller male could understand why his friend was so distressed.

According to Rigby, Tabatha had been like his own personal bully in elementary school, before they met. He had suffered so much teasing and physical abuse, without the school doing anything at all, that his parents decided to move to the school where the pair had met. Rigby hadn't seen her since, but he refused to tell anyone, even his best bud, why Tabatha had hated him so much. He would usually either ignore him until the bird changed the subject, or would just distract him by saying something along the lines of 'We should get back to work'.

"Rigby... We have to go talk to her. You're grown now, dude. And besides, you've got me to back you up now" Mordecai finally said. Rigby winced at the thought of hearing Tabatha lash out at him again, but he also knew that if he didn't do something quickly, Benson might hire her and her new lackeys. He had seen him place some flyers on buildings and such, searching for new groundskeepers...

"Alright..." the shorter agreed reluctantly, finally coming out of his not-so-good hiding place. The pair began to walk towards the girl, and with each step Rigby grew more and frightened.

What if she revealed his secret? In front of Mordecai? What would the blue bird say? What would he do?

By the time the pair reached Benson and the girls, Rigby was shaking, but he knew there was no turning back when the brown-haired demon looked down at him. She opened her mouth...

"Rigby? Is that you?"

For a moment the raccoon considered saying that he was Rigby's twin brother, but he knew it would fail with Benson there.

"Yeah, it's me..." he mumbled, defeated. Tabatha laughed and knelt down to his height, and wrapped him in a hug.

"It's so good to see you!"