It was a regular night Mordecai and Rigby was up late playing video games but night was different Rigby fell asleep early put the controller down.
Mordecai thought to himself, "this reminds me off the good old days back in middle school staying up late playing video games, hanging with friends 24/7 man that was the life."
He got up and headed up stairs being safe not to wake anyone. When he got to his room he started to look through his old boxed away stuff.
He thought to himself, "didn't I have an old journal." he picked up the dusty journal and swept it off a bit
He smirked to himself, "I remember when my mom gave me this old thing she said write in it everyday because I wouldn't be a kid forever, man was she right." he flipped through a few pages
"Lucky my mom made me do this cause I don't remember any of this stu…" he stopped on a page labeled "Margaret" memories started flooding in memories of a familiar face with familiar feeling of shyness, and nervousness.
Mordecai chuckled the memories,"its been how many years and i'm still have the same problem."
Mordecai sat on his bed, next to the window with a lit lampost outside. He got comfortable, opened up the journal, and started to read. Memories rushed back with every word and Mordecai started to remember everything.
Flashback
"MOM! Thats so unfair, why do i have write in this." Mordecai complained pointing at the jounal in his mom's hand
"One:because i'm your mom and you have to listen to me,Second:YOU NEED TOO! Don't you want to remember all your good times and YOUR GIRLFRIEND MARRRRGAR..."
"SHE'S NO MY GIRLFRIEND! yet." Mordecai whipered to himself
"ohhh so u do like her." his mom said Mordecai blushed failing to cover it up.
"Fine i'll take the stupid journal." Mordecai grunted but was actually glad to have it. A mouth later