Hi guys! This is my first ever story on this website. And yay, it's finally Summer! I hope you guys like the first chapter! And there might be romance out there for all those Mordecai x Margaret fans. ;)
Just a regular day
It was a usual day at The Park, it was unusually usual, considering every other day there is something chaotic happening like a 3D film projector awakening the dead or a spaceship
crash-landing in the middle of the park with Future-Rigby explaining how Mr. Ross is planing to destroy Time itself. Nope, it was a regular day in a regular life...until Benson
decided to check on Mordecai and Rigby if they are doing their jobs at the snack-bar.
"This sucks!" Mordecai groaned, banging his head on the counter-top. "Why did we have to get put onto Snack duty?" Rigby says otherwise, "Dude this job is totally fun, your
just a turd! OW!" Mordecai socked Rigby in the stomach, "No your a TURD! Remember that one time you ate too much junk food and then your body gave up on you?!" Rigby,
on the floor laughing sluggishly, "Totally worth it-UGH!" Another punch landed on Rigby's arm, they continued to call each other turds and continue to wreck the place while
their boss was driving closer and closer to their location. "Dude come on let's start acting like we are working so Benson doesn't fir-WHAT IS THIS MESS!" Mordecai got cut off by
Benson, their ill-tempered boss that tends to threaten the staff by firing them. "WHAT DID YOU DO TO THE SNACK-BAR!" Benson hollered out to his two least-favorite
employees, "THE SNACK-BAR IS TRASHED BECAUSE OF YOU GUYS!" During the fight, the Nacho cheese dispenser leaked cheese all over the floor and the microwavable Chile
burritos fell off of the metal rack and were all stepped on, causing the fragile plastic packaging to rip open and all the Chile and bean sauce oozed out of the flour tortilla mingling
with the nacho cheese. "ARRGH! THE CHEESE, THE BURRITOS, THE NAPKINS! YOU GUYS ARE 1000 PERCENT FIRED!" Benson shrieked with his last ounce of air leaving him red-faced, huffing and puffing, and of course...red gumballs.
A good 10 minutes have passed in Benson's office, Mordecai and Rigby sat uncomfortably in the hard, wooden chairs, waiting for Benson to come back with their forms. Sweat
trickled down both 23-year old's neck, back, and face. Then, a slam broke the silence as Benson stormed into his chair, Mordecai glanced at his best friend. And his best friend
glanced back at him too, they both knew Benson fired them countless times but never actually never meant it or did the official paperwork. "So guys" Benson said in a stern but
even voice, "I have decided to make a system regarding you two slackers behaviors." Benson pointed to a T-chart with one side a picture of Mordecai and another side with a
picture of Rigby. "If one of you OR both of you do something that you two shouldn't be doing at that time, I will mark it down on this chart. Hmmmm, think of it as Baseball.
Strike one, strike two-What happens at strike three?" Rigby butted in, Benson took a very...deep...breath, "YOUR OUT OF THE PARK!" Benson shouted in a sense of fury, Rigby
then said in a slow and cautious voice, "But isn't that a good thing-NOT FOR YOU TWO SLACKERS, IF YOU GET THREE STRIKES YOUR FIRED, NOW GET BACK TO WORK!" As soon as Benson was done the two jumped out of their seats are sprinted out the door.
-The Coffee Shop
Margaret and Eileen have been working overtime for the Afternoon Rush, many Businessmen and women, were piling in just to get a good and tasty brew unlike from their
corporate offices that give them cheap impure coffee that is 90 percent water and 10 percent powder. These two women are working to make ends meet, just then a vibration
emerged near the Robin's breast-pocket, signaling that somebody has texted her in the wrong place and at the wrong time. Margaret groaned and rolled her eyes as she handed
a very impatient customer his cappuccino. "Finally, it took nearly 10 minutes!" As he stormed off, brushing his shoulder next a certain blue jay and a raccoon she knew, both of
their eyes met as they both simultaneously blushed and looked away. "Dude...we almost had it! I really thought Benson was really gonna kill us!" Mordecai breathed, Rigby
rolled his eyes, "Come on Dude! We did more damage than this before, hello? Susan, Death Bear, Destroyer of Worlds, even that one time I tried to un-jinx myself in the
bathroom!" Mordecai sighed, "But this time I guess we crossed Benson's breaking point-HMGHN!" Mordecai turned around stared right at Margaret, "The usual?" She asked,
Mordecai just stood there, unable to answer her question and stared straight into her brown eyes. "Yes! Give us the usual!" Rigby spoke loudly, slightly annoyed that Mordecai
hasn't tried to make a move on her since September, now it's March. Margaret just walked away as she didn't see Mordecai goggling at her at all, Mordecai just face-palmed
himself and hit his head on the table with a big "UGH! I just messed up another chance with Margaret. I'm never going to go out with her." Rigby, looking at his felt a little pity,
tried to comfort his friend. "Come on dude! You always got a chance, if there is a match made in heaven...it might be you guys." Mordecai looked up to his friend and smiled,
"Thanks dude, maybe you are right, I guess I might try to ask her out sometime this week." Margaret came back with Mordecai and Rigby's coffee, she scanned the whole
shop for them, and they were gone. Mordecai left the Coffee Shop with Rigby with a glimmer of hope in his eyes, "Maybe, just maybe."
Well I hope you guys like that chapter and most likely I will be updating again soon, so review this story and how you think it's going so far. And maybe give me some suggestions of how the plot might go. P.S: Sorry for the short chapter, I know if you were me that I would want to read more but I have a lot of stuff to do right now so check back later cuz I got a whole day of nothing once I'm done with my work.
;) -Lime Ind.
