Chapter 1
Credit to Kimball20 for the title :D thanks dude!
"Well, time for my date" Benson tugged his dark blue jacket one more time as he walked down the stairs, baring a rare smile. Benson and Audrey had been going out for a few months now, their relationship getting stronger and stronger with each passing day. Since he had been dating Audrey, Benson had been nicer to the guys, treating them with more respect. Mordecai and Rigby almost thanked Audrey for changing Bensons attitude, though funnily enough, she had done nothing but date him. He checked his breath then turned to Mordecai and Rigby who were playing video games. "See ya guys"
Mordecai turned, control in hand, "Good luck on your date Benson"
"Thanks Mordecai" Benson opened the door and walked out, letting the door shut behind him.
The sky had turned a coal black, stars twinkling like diamonds. It had been two hours when Benson has finally made it home, and by then, Mordecai and Rigby were still playing video games, though every one else had gone to bed. They heard the door shut but didn't turn.
"Hey Benson" The two said in unison, not moving their eyes from the screen, or raising a hand to signal 'hello'.
"How'd the date go?" Mordecai asked happily. When they got no response, Rigby paused the game and they turned, thinking instead of Benson, it was someone else. But it was Benson. Except he looked...different. Mordecai and Rigby dropped their controllers on the table and gave their full attention to the gumball machine, kneeling up on the couch to get a better look at him. He didn't look their way as he peeled off his jacket and threw it next to the door. They heard a sad sigh from him, their eyes following their boss as he clutched the bannister and slowly climbed the stairs. When they heard a door slam, they exchanged glances, then turned and sat on the couch. Neither spoke as both picked up their controllers and continued playing, but strangely enough, their hearts weren't into it.
The bright morning sun shone down on the park workers as they talked and laughed about nothing. Mordecai and Rigby's mind was on their boss, both wondering what went wrong in the two hours he was gone. Their thoughts were interrupted by the slam of a door. The gang turned their heads towards the door to see Skips with a clipboard and a grim expression. He skipped down the steps and stood in front of them. Looking down at the board, he began signing jobs off, ticking names, as if both was completely normal. Not one of the men said a word, all watching the white yetis eyes on the board.
Silently, Pops put his hand up. "Skips, where is Benson?", he asked in his naive tone, the sudden noise breaking the silence that had shrouded the group. Skips pen poised against the paper as he glanced down at the ground. Again, Mordecai and Rigby exchanged glances, now worried about their boss. If Skips, the ever wise yeti, hadn't answered such a naive mans question, there must be something extremely wrong. Pops didn't unfortunately catch the hint of horrid atmosphere throughout the air, only waiting patiently for an answer. Cept he never got one. Skips finally looked up and, as if a question had never been said, began pointing at each man and giving their jobs for the day. Mordecai and Rigby got the job 'rake the leaves around the park', much to Rigby's slight annoyance. As the men stood and parted ways to their jobs, Mordecai and Rigby waited and watched Pops. As expected, the lollipop man was unfazed by all of this, skipping off to work with Thomas. The two friends sighed, disappointed Pops hadn't pressed the question, stood, and walked over to the shed to grab the rakes.
Rigby sighed as he pushed a group of brightly colored leaves into the pile. "Dude, this job sucks. There are leaves all over the place!" He turned and spread his arms wide, gesturing to the scatters of gold, green and red leaves dotted around the grass.
"I know man", Mordecai answered, "But aren't you a little concerned about Benson?" He stopped and looked up at the raccoon, who had grabbed his rake and was hurriedly raking every leaf with most of them breaking in Rigbys poor attempt at finishing the job. "Rigby?"
Rigby dropped the rake. "What?" He turned with an annoyed look on his face.
Mordecai rolled his eyes. "You're supposed to put the leaves in piles, not be an idiot and randomly move the leaves everywhere"
Rigby frowned. "Well I'm sorry, I'm just a bit worried about Benson"
"Whatever dude, you're only saying that because I brought it up and you're using it as an excuse so you don't have to admit how lazy you are"
"STOP TALKING!"
Mordecai chuckled, then set his jaw. "But seriously man, what do you think happened?"
Rigby shrugged. "Maybe Benson got lost while trying to find the restaurant and stepped in some dog doo"
"Rigby!" Mordecai said firmly, though he chuckled a bit.
Rigby smiled. "Or maybe some guy farted on his face and that's why he looked so sad last night"
Mordecai crossed his arms and glared at the raccoon, but he still smiled nonetheless.
"Or...oh, oh, I know...maybe he took a dump on a lawn then was forced to eat it" He smirked, a gleam in his eyes.
Mordecai let out a small laugh, which he didn't bother to hide, letting himself collapse on the grass as he let the giggles out. Both the animals rolled around the grass, clutching their stomachs as tears streamed down their cheeks.
"Dude..." Rigby slowly stood. He opened his eyes, which were brimming with tears. "Maybe...he..." He burst out laughing, falling on the grass. This only made Mordecai laugh harder. It had been a good five minutes for the two to calm down and properly stand, Rigby's legs still wobbly as he tried to calm himself.
"Dude, we need to rake these leaves" Mordecai stood, looking around at the unfinished work, the rakes laying on the grass.
Rigby eventually managed to stand, letting out a long breath. "Fine. But after this, we'll ask Skips about Benson"
Mordecai picked up a rake, along with Rigby, and began raking the leaves into piles. "Ok dude. But you have to work hard this time"
Rigby waved a hand. "Fine, whatever"
He dropped the rake and grabbed a black trash bag. Opening it, he held it open while Mordecai picked up piles of leaves and dumped them in the bag. This continued for the next nine minutes till the bag was completely full. Rigby pulled the bag shut with the tags then passed the bag to Mordecai, who lifted it over his shoulder. Rigby carried the rakes. The two walked back to the shed, Mordecai waiting outside for Rigby as the raccoon placed the rakes on their hooks. When he emerged, Mordecai shut the door then walked to a bin and threw the bag in. Both sighed then practically ran to Skips place.
They found Skips fixing his truck, a wrench in his hand, oil stains on his fur. Mordecai and Rigby slowly approached the yeti, uncertain of what exactly to say. Without looking up, Skips simply said, "I'm not going to tell you about Benson"
Both the friends became shocked, wondering how Skips knew they were there, but they quickly shook themselves out of their shocked state.
"Why not?" Mordecai asked.
Skips looked up at the blue jay. "Because it's none of your business and it's just between me and him." Satisfied with his answer, he turned back and began tightening a pipe in the engine.
Rigby frowned. "What the...Why can't you tell us Skips?"
Skips sighed and turned around. He skipped over to the two, wiping the oil stains off himself with a rag. "Listen, I've known Benson longer than you two have and I know him. well enough to know he wouldn't want you two finding out. It's better you guys didn't know what's going on. I don't want anyone asking questions." Skips sighed again, keeping his eyes on Rigby, as if waiting for him to snap back at him. Rigby broke contact after a few seconds, the yetis gaze making him feel uncomfortable.
Mordecai nodded and finally broke the silence. "Ok. Thanks Skips. Have you got anymore jobs for us to do?"
Skips shook his head. "Nope. I've given the rest of the jobs to Muscle Man and Fives. You guys just go back to the house and play video games"
Glancing at eachother one more time, the duo thanked Skips then turned and ran back to the house before Skips could change his mind.
Sorry about the weird writing style of this chapter. The reason for this is because I wrote out a story plan, writing what would happen in each chapter, and...yeah, it turned out kinda weird...Hopefully I have gotten the hang of keeping the characters in...character? I don't usually write about Skips as being a 'main' character in my stories, so I don't know if he would actually say what I wrote him to say before. Sorry if it is OOC. Chapter 2 will probably up Thursday :)