A/N: So, hey everyone. I've never written a fanfiction before(and never thought I'd be one to do so..), so admittedly this is my first story. Hope you enjoy and let me know what you think!
A hug.
That's all it was, just a simple, friendly hug. Nothing else, it didn't mean anything in the long run. The mole would awaken the next morning and pretend it never happened, thinking that Rigby was none the wiser.
It all started one night at the Park, as most nights go for the denizens of the park. Mordecai had left on a date with his girlfriend, CJ in tow. The happy couple were going to dinner and then spend the evening together, leaving their best friends, Rigby the raccoon and Eileen the mole, to their own devices.
Lately the two had begun to get closer to each other. Eileen was wild for Rigby from her first sight of him, demolishing a sandwich at the coffee shop she worked at. Beyond his disgusting actions, she was attracted and sought to get to know the small raccoon better. Her first attempts failed badly; a double date nearly ripped the park house apart and a simple favor turned bad when he transformed into a were-skunk, threatening her life.
She persevered though, and eventually made inroads, finding common ground between video games, movies and the best way to get to know Rigby, his bottomless pit of a stomach.
Since Mordecai began dating CJ, the mole started to weave her way into Rigby's now wide-open schedule of free time that was once "dude time", albeit nonchalantly at first. What began as video game marathons at the park now became all-night sleepovers between the two, where in-between the video games, movies and snacks, they discussed everything from alien lifeforms, the consistencies of waffle cakes to arguments over import and domestic video games.
But tonight was a different night, and Eileen planned for it to be different, in her own sly way. She would pick the movie, action with a small pinch of drama, followed by endless video games, order a pizza for the two and feel everything out. If he seemed open to closeness or discussion she would move forward; if not, she would make a small advance and work at it quietly from week-to-week until she crashed the wall that was the raccoon's heart.
It was never assumed that she was looking to just be friends with her striped companion, this was all delicately planned in her head, with the constant fear that if she went just far enough, he would get the hint and run. After all, they'd been hanging out together by themselves for so long now, he must be attracted to her, right? He even slept on her couch the previous week, with Eileen quietly tucking in a passed out Rigby, without his knowing.
This had to work tonight. If not…when?
Just setting the story up for the next chapter, this was some buildup for Eileen, next chapter we'll hear from Rigby's perspective as he heads to Eileen's house...