Chapter 1:
Rigby slowly turned. He was sure it had come from their room, but he didn't remember Mordecai being home yet, as he hadn't heard him come in. Could it be
an intruder or maybe one of the guys? Why would they be in his and Mordecai's room? Rigby had been downstairs napping, when he had suddenly woke up
with the pressing need to pee. Mordecai had gone out with Margaret earlier that day and Rigby had been left home by himself, aka the perfect time to take a
nap. Walking upstairs, Rigby had heard a moan come from the room as he walked past it to go to the bathroom. Creeping closer like a boss, Rigby tilted his
head to better hear inside the room. The door may have been shut, but Rigby plainly heard the low moans coming from inside. Turning the handle extra
slowly and pulling back on the doorknob, he bit his bottom lip as he struggles to remain as silent as possible. Once the knob was all the way turned, Rigby
pulled up on it to take the weight off the hinges and barely cracked the door open. Inside, Mordecai leaned against the far wall with his head tilted up and
hand on... Margaret's head? She was on her knees in front of him and bobbing her head slowly up and down. Rigby couldn't watch. Barely maintaining
himself, Rigby closed the door and slowly walked back downstairs where he dazedly slumped down on the couch, thinking about what he just saw. It was
Margaret giving his best friend a BJ, no big deal, right? Wrong. It troubled Rigby and it troubled him that he was troubled by it. Then his thoughts turned to a
slight hint of anger, anger that was directed at both Mordecai and Margaret. Couldn't Mordecai see that she was a slut, just out for some dick? Rigby had
even hinted to his naive friend that she just wanted his body, and probably didn't really care for him at all. And Margaret, how dare she use his Bro like that
when she knew that Mordecai was oblivious to it all. HA! Mordecai thought that busty slut was his soulmate? Please. Rigby rubbed his forehead and sighed as
he said to himself, "I guess I'll talk to him about in the morning, It's already 11 o'clock and I'm still tired even though I just took a nap." Rigby laid back
down on the couch and closed his eyes. Sleep came upon him like a virgin and he slept peacefully until...
"Rig-Bro! Get your tail up dude we are sooo late! Why didn't you wake me up, and why were you sleeping down here?" Mordecai asked angrily as Rigby sat
upright on the couch and rubbed his eyes. Rigby stopped rubbing his eyes abruptly and slowly put down his hands and folded them in his lap. He gave
Mordecai a terminator look and said, "Oh, I'm sorry BRO I guess I forgot that you would be tired after getting that blow job." Mordecai hardened his gaze and
calmly said, "Yes, I forgot to set the alarm." "Well you're an idiot for not seeing that Margaret just wanted to get in your pants, and not setting the alarm,
and now look where we are!" Mordecai raised an eyebrow at this and said, "Where are we? It was just a BJ, whats the big deal? Margaret just wanted to have
a little fun and I obliged her." Rigby spluttered with indignity, "I can't believe you'd fall for her but I guess you no different than her other one-week
boyfriends. Actually, I do believe it, your stupidity with girls knows no bounds." "And what are you asshole, some love guru? Go screw yourself cause that's
all you can get and I'm not talking to you!" Rigby's whole world went monochrome and melted. Why was he so stupid with his big mouth? Mordecai sneered
at Rigby's expression of loss and turned on his heel and strolled casually away, as if he had just told Rigby that he wanted to go to Cheezer's later. Rigby
wished he had.