Yea this was based off an episode of Regular show. I always wondered what would happen if Reggie and Javier got stuck together in a meat locker. Well now you'll be able to figure that out. I suppose also there is some implied Javier x Reggie in here so if you like that pairing or are interested in it read this. Well enough talk, enjoy

Part I

"Ah shit!" I stop drinking and look over to my right. Javier dropped his drink.

"Nice one bro." I say, laughing hysterically at his misfortune. Whenever Javier drank during these parties he gets so clumsy. It's a real gut buster to watch this guy sometimes.

"Shut the hell up Reggie." Javier tried to sound threatening but really he sounded more embarrassed than anything else.

"Hey it ain't my fault you dropped your cup of beer. How do you actually fuck that up when you have four hands?" I point a clawed finger at him. I felt really high and might right now, probably the alcohol kicking in.

"And how did you mess your face up. Oh wait it was always like that." Javier stands up and smirks back at me. I didn't have anything sly or smart to say. So I sit there with my mouth open and my eyes looking around. I looked like a dumbass.

"Yea I thought so." Javier turns away from me and starts to walk off. I stand up and follow after him.

"Where exactly are you going?" I say while walking on the right of him.

"To get ice." Javier says plainly.

"Ice? Why do you need ice?" We make turn and head down the hallway leading to the kitchen. There are a whole bunch of monsters in the hallway. Some laughing and chugging down whatever is in their cups while some are too busy making out. Javier doesn't answer my question at first due to all the noise. When we get to the kitchen he answers.

"Why else? For my beer." Javier goes over to the fridge and opens up the freezer. It was the first door, right above the fridge.

"You like your beer cold? I've never seen you drink beer cold before man."

"I actually don't like my beer cold but I'm thirsty so I need something cold." He starts to move bags and other garbage in our freezer for ice. We really needed to clean the fridge. But I sure wouldn't be the guy to clean it though.

"Maybe you shouldn't have dropped your beer then." Javier slams the freezer door and glares at me. I look away grinning to myself again.

"Shut your mouth and help me find some ice. There isn't any in there for sure." He walks down the hallway from before with me still following by. I swear why doesn't he just drink a glass of cold water? I think he might kill his liver or something. But then again I am on the same boat as Javier.

"No ice? Not even in the trays?"

"Nope just Chet's stupid popsicles. No wonder he's missing teeth." Javier complains We turn left and head back into the living room. The party was still going. With all this music, drinking and partying I'm surprised that I haven't passed out unconscious yet.

"I suppose so. Anyway, where exactly are you going to get this ice from?"

"Don't worry man, just follow me. I gotta plan."

The next thing I know we are standing at the front of The Growl in the middle of the night.

"Dammit man! We're in the middle of the night and it is humid as hell." I wipe the sweat collecting on my forehead with the wrist of my hand.

"Hell probably isn't humid just hot. And instead of whining Reggie help me open this door." Javier is pulling against the door to The Growl. Due to the chains and lock wrapped tightly around the handlebar that door barely budged. For a guy with four eyes he sure doesn't see a lot of things.

"Move aside man. I got this." Javier stops pulling the door and steps aside. He looks at me skeptically, all four of his hands folded. Well he wouldn't have that look when I am done with this lock. I pull a black hair pin out of my RΩR jacket and walk over to the lock. I get down on one knee and start trying to pick this lock.

"You carry hairpins with you. Wow, what a fag." Javier points as he laughs hysterically. Something told me he was going to make a comment like that. Thankfully I have a response for that.

"You shouldn't be talking man. If I remember correctly a week ago you did put a wig on from a dare I made." I can see from the corner of my eyes that he is flushing from embarrassment even if it is night. I don't like it always when Javier calls me names, especially those. So to get back at him felt real sweet.

"H-Hey I was really high then okay?" He says defensively.

"Well if you say so. I won't bring it up again if you don't call me a fag next time. Got it?" There is a slight seriousness in my tone.

"Got it. Sorry about that, I got carried away there." Javier sounds sincere about what he's saying. I had too much pride though to say that I appreciated it. I nod before continuing to pick this lock.

I twist the hairpin back and inside the lock's keyhole until I hear a click. The lock falls of the chain with a light thud.

"Wow man you got it. Where did you even learn to pick locks from anyway?" Javier asks as he takes the chains off the handlebar.

"My old man might have been Scarer but he knew a few old tricks too. One of them was lock picking and I just picked up the skill."

"You never cease to surprise me Reggie."

"Neither do you. Now lets go get that ice you wanted before we get caught breaking and entering."

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"I swear the meat locker is freezing cold." I put my hands into my pocket as I watch Javier. He's busy looking for a bag full of ice while I watch the door.

I would be happy when we were back at the house. This meat locker place is so god damn cold. Even breathing alone I can see my breath. And I'm shivering a lot. What I wouldn't mind for fur like some other monsters.

"Hey are you done yet? I'm freezing my ass off in here." I say as I edge myself closer to the exit.

"Yea just help me lift this bag of ice back to the dorm." Javier is bent over trying to lift up that heavy bag of ice. Anything that would get us out of here quickly would be fine with me.

I start to walk over there when I lose my footing on the slippery floor. I cover my face before I hit the floor. Thankfully I didn't hurt myself in anyway. Everything seems fine when all of a sudden I hear a loud slamming sound behind me. I get back onto my feet and turn around. When I look to see what happened before I am speechless. I look to Javier for answer but he is looking at the door to the meat locker.

The door closed on us.

Don't worry I'll make the second part to this. I'll get to it some day soon.