Author's Note: I feel like I've been gone for long time. Not just from Fanfiction, but mentally. Let's just say, I hit a really rough patch in my life and it really just threw me off course. I've been having a hard time writing chapters for "Skips: An Origin Story" and "Love Choices". I wanted to write this short fic to get mind going again and because it was requested by one of my readers. After this, more chapters for my other stories should be coming. I'm back.
I Want Mordecai Back
I've never seen him like this. This isn't the Mordecai I know. He doesn't talk much or do anything that he usually does: slacking off with me or playing games with me…
Well, he does, but his enthusiasm seems gone. It seemed like it all started on April Fool's day. The fact that he didn't care that he totally got with memory card prank had me worried. After that, it all got worse.
Whenever we talk, I know he's holding something in. Something deep that's tearing him apart. His change in topics is quick, like he's actively avoiding anything that may reveal his issues.
But why? Why keep it in, especially around me? We're bros, he should be comfortable talking to me.
Maybe he thinks I wouldn't understand or maybe it's just that personal. I just hate not knowing what wrong.
I just want to help him.
I want Mordecai back.