Chapter 1:
A/N Maaaaan guys I'm SO SO sorry for not posting a story for the past 6 months. Fanfiction just crashed on me and wouldn't let me upload any new fics... :/ BUT I'm back! I have been posting on my second Tumblr account though so I haven't completely abandoned writing despite the site going down for a long while-
Here's a new fic that I'm actually kinda pleased with so I really hope you enjoy it :D
Idea credit goes to Apocalypticinsomnia on Tumblr
(This fic's kinda a change around one, with CJ not appearing at all and Mordecai and Margaret having previously dated instead SO)
He was gonna do it. He was gonna tell him. As soon as he got a soda...
When Rigby saw Mordecai fishing around in the fridge, he groaned and leant against the door. "Come on, dude, when're you gonna tell him?"
"Just after I have a soda, I promise." Mordecai answered, his voice quiet incase Benson was near.
"Can't you just hurry up and get it over with? I mean you've known the guy for years and now that you finally get a crush on him, you just wimp out?" Rigby shook his head as Mordecai stood with a soda in his hand. "This is exactly like the whole Margaret thing. Next thing you know Benson'll be off to another country or whatever and you'll never see him again!"
Mordecai almost spat out his soda. He stopped and glared at the raccoon. "Would it kill you to keep your voice down?! And anyway, this is not like what happened with Margaret. I mean, at least Bensons still at the park."
"Oh yeah, he's here now, but what if he just comes round the corner with a suitcase in his hand and he's like 'oh i'm going to europe and i'm never coming back! sorry you lost your chance to admit your dumb crush on me mordecai but it's too late now 'cause i've got a smoking hot boyfriend who's way better than you!"
Mordecais blood boiled and for a second, he considered pouring his soda all over the raccoon, but he decided against it. It'd be a waste of a drink. "Shut it, man." He shut the fridge door and Rigby followed him in the lounge. "Anyway, we don't even know what Bensons...into"
They both slumped on the couch and Rigby turned to Mordecai with an exasperated look on his face. "It doesn't even matter! Why don't you just go for it? That's what I'd do."
Mordecai took another sip. "Well, I'm not you so..." Something Rigby'd said came to mind and he frowned. "And it does matter! Of course it does! I mean, what if he rejects me? What if he just outright says no?"
"If he says no, he says no. You'll get over it."
"Dude, I've liked Benson-"
"-since a month after you broke up with Margaret. I know, we've been over this. Look man, just man up and ask him. The worst thing that could happen is rejection."
"Yeah, and rejection sucks!" Mordecai finished his soda and threw himself back into the couch, sighing. "I'm just waiting for the right moment."
Rigby groaned and threw up his hands. "This is EXACTLY like the Margaret thing!"
"It is not!" The blue jay punched Rigby in the arm and the raccoon hit the side of the couch. He sat up and rubbed his shoulder.
"Alright, I'll tell him then!" Rigby jumped off the couch and ran for the stairs.
"Rigby no!" Mordecai raced round and he grabbed Rigby before he could touch the bannister.
"Arg get off me!" The raccoon tried to push Mordecai away but the blue jay was stronger. Much stronger.
"I will if you promise not to tell him!""
"No! You're just going to keep putting it off so I'm doing you a favour!"
"What're you two doing?" Bensons voice echoed down the stairs and both Mordecai and Rigby looked up, frozen. Bensons hard stare had Mordecai scrambling off of the raccoon but Rigby slowly stood up, looking up at their boss.
"We-we were just fighting..." Mordecai mumbled out, going red.
"Could you fight another time? We've got work to do." Benson turned to go back to his office but Rigby stopped him.
"Actually it's good that you're here Benson because Mordecai wanted to ask you something-"
"-DUDE NO!"
Mordecai jumped on Rigby and covered his mouth while the other hand pinned him down.
Benson watched the duo wrestle for a moment then rolled his eyes. "Just get back to work." With a sigh, he went back into his office. As soon as the door shut, Mordecai drew his hand back with a loud yell.
"Ugh dude what'd you do that for?!"
"To get your hand off my mouth!"
Mordecai wiped his hand on his side. "No I mean why'd you go and tell Benson that?!"
The blue jay got off him when Rigby made a move to stand. He dusted himself off. "Because you need to tell him!"
"Can't I tell him on my own terms?"
"Oh yeah and when's that gonna be huh? What, 10 years from now?"
Mordecais face grew hot. "Arg I'm done listening to you. I'm going to the coffee shop." Mordecai turned and went to the door.
When it slammed shut, Rigby let out a loud groan and he moved to the kitchen for a soda to cool himself off.
The bell to the coffee shop rang and Mordecai went to take his usual seat as Margaret came up. "Oh hey Mordecai. The usual?"
"Nah, I'm just here to sulk." His elbow was propped up on the table, his head in his hand.
She frowned and when she saw the raccoon was absent, Margarets forehead creased. "Where's Rigby?"
"Why do you think I'm here to sulk?"
"Oh, Mordecai." Margaret went round and sat next to him. "You still haven't told him yet?"
Mordecai dropped his hand. "No, and I don't plan to anytime soon."
"Anytime soon? Mordecai, it's been almost 3 months. You gotta tell him sooner or later. I mean, sooner is the best option but." She took his hands. "Do you remember what happened before we started going out? You kept chickening out every time you went to tell me and when you finally did, I was always with someone else?"
Mordecai pulled his hands away. "I really don't feel like a lecture right now Margaret. I already got one from Rigby and that didn't go well."
The robin sighed and rubbed her hands on her apron. "What I'm trying to say is, is that it's best to do it when you've got the chance. Benson might be taken tomorrow and you'd have lost it like that. Or he could be off the market right now and you'd never know."
"He's still single, Margaret-"
"-see? Just go for it!"
"I don't think you understa-"
Margaret saw a man entering the cafe out of the corner of her eye and she stood before Mordecai could finish his sentence. "Oh! Sorry Mordecai, I gotta get back to work. Good luck."
Mordecai watched her leave then let his head fall on the table. "Thanks."