"So, Mordecai and Rigby, your job is to clean up the attic, Skips says so. Because of something mystical? Is that right, SKips?" Benson looked at Skips, holding a clipboard in his hands.

Skips grunted. "Uh, yeah, I mean, uh, there are rats and ants in the attic so...uh...I want this job to be yours, Mordecai and Rigby." Mordecai and Rigby looked at each other, and just shrugged it off.

Mordecai grabbed a box and put it on another box. "C'mon Rigby, we have to finish this." Rigby groaned, making him trip over a small box.

"Stupid box," Rigby rubbed his head and threw it on the ground.

"Rigby..." Rigby turned around as he saw Mordecai being under attacked by a blackmist. Mordecai chocked and punched his head, making him fall to the floor. He gasped and grabbed a crowbar. "Get out of there!"

The black mist went inside Mordecai's brain controlling his thoughts, emotions and body. Mordecai's eye went upside down and looked at Rigby, making his head turn 90 degrees. "Your turn," He said in a very low and scary voice. Rigby whimpered and yelled. "My fuhreakin God!"

Rigby heard some noise on the stairs, as if somebody was going to the attic, no, not one, but two people. "Yeah, so I'll be gone for-" Benson was talking to Skips, walking and talking, to be exact. Then, the door opened. "What the hell is that?" Benson shrieked.

Skips grabbed the crowbar from Rigby's hands and hit Mordecai and the demon, making both of them knocked out.

Rigby breathed heavily, Benson turned red in rage, while Skips wiped his sweat of his forehead. "I've seen this before," He let go of the crowbar. "What exactly happened?"

"Well, I was complaining about the job so-" Rigby whimpered.

"WHY DO YOU ALWAYS HAVE TO COMPLAIN THAT'S ALL YOU FUC-" Benson yelled and looked over Skips who was scanning Mordecai's body.

"He has been possessed by a demon." Skips looked down. Benson backed away from Mordecai, mortified. RIgby almost fainted and sat on a chair.

"So what do we do, now, Skips?" Benson looked at Mordecai's passed out body.

Skips looked away,grabbed the crowbar and tossed it at Rigby. "Half day, park meeting. I'll get a special potion in my place."

Rigby and Benson looked at each other, while Skips skipped out the door, in a jiffy.

"Idiot, this is all your fault."

All the park gang, except Rigby, Skips and Benson, looked at each other, in confusing faces.

"Benson, where is Mordecai? Is he a pussy and doesn't want to get out of his room?" Muscleman laughed and high-fived HFG.

Benson and Skips stared at each other. Rigby looked at Muscleman angrily and clenched his muscles. "The fuck, Mitch! Just shut the hell up, if you won't say anything nice!" He stood up.

"Oh, so you wanna start a fight bro?" Muscleman stood up, preparing his fist.

Benson turned red in rage and broke his clipboard. "SIT DOWN! BOTH OF YOU!" He pointed his fingers at both of them. They both sat down, cursing under their breath.

"This meeting is about Mordecai." Benson said, calmly. Making them quiet down. "He was possessed by a demon, according to Skips."

Skips nodded and reached in his pocket, to bring out that looked like an elixir. "If Rigby drinks this, he would grow smaller or tinier."

Muscleman and HFG snickered. They laughed at the statement, smaller and tinier.

Rigby snarled. "10 more percent of you bastards, I'm gonna-" Benson raised an eyebrow, while Rigby crossed his arms and looked away.

Skips cleared his throat, "He would go inside Mordecai's brain and-"

"Dafaq?" Rigby widened his eyes. "I'm going inside his brain? Sweet!" He fist bumped.

Skips frowned. "Not really sweet, you have to defeat the demon inside, or else he'll become a demon too," everyone gasped. "so you should save him before 2 weeks come, so I have to train you every day." Rigby stopped his repeating fist bump and crossed his arms once again.

"Okay, seems fine with me."

"Inside his brain, the demon makes multiple clones each one you should defeat. For one of them has a weapon, a weapon that could defeat that original demon. That's the only way," He stood up and went beside Benson. "now, Benson, could Rigby and I get a week off."

Benson laughed. "Well, Rigby does have some work to do like, FOR THE WHOLE MONTH!" But," He looked at Rigby. "go ahead, train him, but make sure he doesn't slack off."

"Dismissed." Benson said, walking away.

"So we're all here for nothing?" Pops, Muscleman and HFG said in chorus.

"PWNED!" Rigby spat, walking back wards to Skips' house.

"'Tend Mordecai for a week, be careful." Skips said. "He's been attacked by demons, hundreds of demons."

Rigby jogged in place, while waiting for Skips, he seemed pumped and excited. As if, he wanted to go inside Mordecai's brain all these years or he just wanted to work out and not be the weakest one in the park gang.

Skips looked at Rigby, after a few seconds, he unlocked the door, inserting the key in the handle. He gestured Rigby to sit in the couch. "Wait here, gotta get something..." He skipped to the kitchen.

He came back carrying a basket of fruits, he gave them to Rigby. "You need to eat these, Rigby."

Rigby gave him a questioning look. "Are you cereal? Fruits?"

Skips nodded. "Yes, fruits. Go outside and do 20 push-ups then give me 10 pull-ups. Go go go go!" He blew a whistle, startling Rigby and making him sprint outside and do a push-up. He sighed, This was going to be a long week.

Okay so I'm running out of ideas, feel free to give me ideas ;)