So Infant-tile
Wow! Yet another Regular Show fanfiction! What's wrong with me? I don't know. I also have no idea how I came up with this idea. Usually I'm doing something relevant or do some real thinking. Not this time. Anyway, since Fives is my third favorite character, I decided to give him a chance to run the story. Enjoy my strange imagination.
PS: My favorite characters are in this order: Rigby, Mordecai, High Five Ghost, everyone else. Everyone else goes in this order: everyone else.
DISCLAIMER: I wish I owned Regular Show. But I don't.
Chapter 1 – Oh Baby!
It would be an understatement to say that Mordecai and Rigby caused quite a bit of trouble. Every week something new happened that would nearly kill everyone. And if that didn't kill them, Benson threatened that he would. This was mostly because they often did things they weren't supposed to. Like playing mini golf in the house.
"You're up, Mordecai," Rigby told his friend as they teed off.
"Eager to lose, huh?" Mordecai scoffed, putting his ball down. He concentrated on his shot, then hit the ball as hard as he could. It soared through the air, bounced off a picture, and then crashed through the window.
"Oh crap!" he cursed, rushing outside.
"Show off!" Rigby called, "I can do that too!" He hit his ball straight at the window and it too sailed outside.
"Where'd our balls go?" Mordecai asked as they headed outside.
"I dunno, I was just copying you," Rigby confessed.
They went to the side of the house where they broke the window. Lying on the ground was an infant in a blue robe. He had two large bumps on his head and was unconscious.
"Oh man!" Mordecai gasped, "We must have hit this poor baby in the head with our golf balls!"
"Aw man!" Rigby cursed, "That happens every time we play golf! Better bring the poor little guy inside and make sure he's not dead."
Mordecai carefully picked him up and carried him inside. When they came in they saw Benson, red with anger.
"What is going on here?" he growled, "Why is that window broken? You better not have been playing golf in the house again! And why do you have that baby?"
"We found him outside," Rigby explained, "His mother probably forgot him or something."
Benson paused. "Well, what do you plan to do?" he asked them.
"I don't know," Mordecai confessed, "What do you usually do with lost children? Bring them to the lost and found?"
Benson sighed with annoyance. "You call the police, stupid," he said, "Tell them you found a missing child. Duh."
"I knew that!" Rigby lied.
As Mordecai picked up the phone, Skips, Pops, and Muscle Man came in. "Oh joy!" Pops exclaimed, "A young child! How delightful!"
"What's with the baby?" Skips asked.
"We found him," Rigby said simply.
Just then there was groaning and the infant started to stir.
"Hey!" Mordecai said, "He's waking up!"
They all gathered around as the baby opened his eyes. He blinked once then looked at them all. "Hey!" he yelled in deep, adult voice, "What are you all doing? Let go of me! Put me down!"
Surprised, Mordecai let go and the "baby" fell to the floor.
"Hey watch it!" the baby growled, "What are you trying to do, kill me?"
"Whoa!" Muscle Man gasped, "That baby has a man voice!"
"What did you call me? I'm not a baby! I'm a powerful wizard!" the wizard baby growled, "I'm so sick of everyone thinking I'm a baby! You're the last straw! No longer will I be a baby! I'll turn all of you into a baby!"
Rigby scoffed. "You can't do that!" he said.
"Oh yeah?" the wizard asked. He dug into his robe and brought out a wand that was in the exact shape of a cigar. He started chanting and lights started swirling around.
"What's going on?" Benson exclaimed as he started to shrink.
"What's he doing to us?" Rigby shouted, his voice getting higher pitched.
"I think he's stealing our lives!" Skips yelled, "Look! He's getting older!"
Before their very eyes, the infant started growing taller and older until he stood before them as an adult no older than forty years of age.
"That's not all that's happening!" Mordecai realized, "We're all turning into!" But he didn't get to finish his sentence as smoke swirled around them all, choking them. They couldn't see anything. The only thing they could hear was the horrible laughter of the wizard and their own screams as they became more and more high pitched.
Suddenly, there was a flash of light and the mist cleared. The wizard stood before them as an adult, cigar in his mouth. He laughed. "Enjoy your patheticness, you babies!" he taunted. Then, still laughing, he flew from the house.
"What was he talking about?" Benson asked. Then he gasped. His voice was so high pitched now, it sounded childish.
"Benson!" Rigby exclaimed in an equally childish voice, "You're a baby!"
"So are you, Wigby!" Mordecai pointed out, unable to pronounce the "r" in Rigby. "I think that wizard turned us all into babies!"
I bet you all saw that coming, but I'm going to say you didn't! Did you all notice a certain someone was missing? But don't worry, he'll show up in the next chapter, when they start to realize the full extent of what has happened. As always, please review as soon as you're done reading so I know how I'm doing. Because if you don't, not only will I not know what I'm doing right and what I'm doing wrong, but I'll also be very sad.
