BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
"ugh…Mordecai….MORDECAI! GET THE ALARM!" Rigby, not liking waking up so early after a pizza binge, yelled at Mordecai. Eventually a blue wing reached for the alarm with a moan. The bluejay then sat upright, stretching and yawning.
"ugh..." Rigby groaned while uncovering himself from his mountain of dirty laundry, peering at his friend through groggy eyes. Wait, this wasn't his friend, this bluejay had breasts, and no clothes! "AHHHHH!" Rigby screamed, being startled that there was a naked women in his room.
"OH MY GOD! GET OUT OF HERE, YOU PERVERT!" She covered her nakedness with a blanket and began to throw things at this creeper in her room. "GET OUT, YOU FUCKING CREEP!" She continued to yell at Rigby as he ran out of the room.
"What's with all the yelling? You were surprised you got up on time, eh?" Pops cheerfully greeted the startled raccoon.
"No. Stranger. In. Mordecai's. Bed." Rigby said through panting breaths.
"Does Mordecai know this stranger?"
"I don't know. I don't even know where he is, but she loo-"Rigby was cut short by the opening of the bedroom door. There she stood, tall and thin, voluptuous, too. She was...well, she was hot. Long black hair, probably reaching the center of her back. She, now dressed, was wearing black skinny jeans, with three belt: a thick, plaid one, a chained one, and a thing rainbow studded one. Her shirt was a Fist Pump Tee with a plaid over-shirt.
"Fucking perv." She said, glaring at Rigby.
"Where's...Where's Mordecai?"
"Who?" She walked past him and into the bathroom, not closing the door either.
"Mordecai, you were in his bed this morning!" She looked at him with confusion while brushing her teeth. "Mordecai, lives and works here." She began to apply various makeups, none of which Rigby knew of, still showing confusion and not understanding. "Mor-de-cai. He's tall and blue….hell, I gues you could say he looks a lot like y-" Rigby now understood. This woman, was his friend.
"Like who?"
"DEAR GOD! AHHHHHH!" Rigby screamed as he sprinted out of the bathroom, down the stairs, and out the front door, slamming it behind him.
"HEY! WATCH THE DOOR!" Benson yelled.
"Haha. What's got you so spooked scared-y cat?" Muscle man teased. This got laughs from the group.
"Guys, we have a really, really big problem!" Rigby said.
"Oh yeah what's that? Showing up for work on time?" Benson mocked.
"NO! It's Mordecai, but it's not Mordecai, but it is, but it isn't." The front door opened.
"Rigby, you make no sense," Skips said, then he saw her. "Holy shit..."
"What the hell are you people staring at?" She asked the group of men who's attention was fixed on her. Fucking creeps she mumbled as she walked down the flight of stairs.
"Uh, Mordecai, you feeling okay," Benson hesitantly asked the girl."
She looked behind her, then back at him, "Were you talking to me?" He nodded. "My name is not Mordecai. It's Mellona."
"I'd say that's a perfect name for you. Melon-na," Muscle Man snickered joking about her noticeable breasts. Mellona whipped around and closed-fist punched him in the face.