I DO NOT own Regular Show. All the characters belong to the genius, J.G. Quintel. Okay? Alright then.
I don't know how well I will stay in character but I will try my best. I hope you enjoy my story!

"Alright guys, we have a new worker coming today since we have two slackers I decided to hire another person to help out around here." Benson announced. A few mumbles were heard but they stopped after a second or two. "Now, I know you're all used to it being us guys working around here but I have decided to hire a girl because she needs the work." Benson said. Two groans were heard from a blue-jay and a raccoon. Benson glanced at them irritably and looked at his watch. "She should be here any minute." he stated.

"Dude, why did Benson hire a girl?" Rigby whispered to Mordecai.

"I don't know, maybe she's nice." he replied. Rigby rolled his eyes. Mordecai let out a chuckle, knowing his little friend hated girls.

"Ah, here she is!" Benson stated with a bit of joy as a tiny figure made her way across the grass. She seemed to be a raccoon, looking much like Rigby but with a bit darker colored fur. She had a large grin on her face and eyelashes. She was about half an inch or so shorter than Rigby and a bit thinner. She has on a pair of dark jean shorts and a black and white striped tee shirt.

"Hi!" she said in a high-pitched squeal. "Hello Mr. Benson, sir." she said in a normal less high-pitched voice.

"You can just call me Benson." Benson said. "Well, these will be the people you'll normally see around," Benson said. "First we have Pops, then Skips, Muscle Man, High-Five Ghost, Mordecai an Rigby." Benson said, gesturing to each one as he said their names. "Everybody, this is Isabelle."

"Call me Belle." she said excitedly. She smiled and extended her hand to shake, first with Pops who gleefully shook her hand along with a giggle. Then Skips who gave a firm shake. Then Muscle Man and High-Five Ghost who shook hands normally. Then Mordecai who glanced at Rigby as he shook the much smaller raccoon's hand. Then she shook hands with Rigby. "Hey, you're a raccoon." she said. "Just like me!" she jumped up and down excitedly before rushing back over to Benson.

"Um. Okay. Well, you will be staying in the room next to Mordecai and Rigby's. It's our only empty room and I'm not sure how clean it is in there. Hope you don't mind extra work." Benson said. "Back to work! Mordecai, Rigby. Show Isabelle to her room and let her work with you today. And you better do some work!" He yelled and walked away.

"Whoa. Someone you could actually beat at punchies." Mordecai commented to Rigby with a chuckle.

"Shut up!" Rigby yelled back. Glancing over to see Isabelle standing there giggling.

"You guys are so funny." she said with a smile. Mordecai and Rigby exchanged a look and then focused on Isabelle again.

"So, um, is working here fun?" she asked, still with a smile but it was fading.

"No. It totally sucks! It's so boring!" Rigby replied. Isabelle glanced at Mordecai who simply nodded in agreement.

"Ah. Hm, I see." she said. The smile had fully vanished now. "So, do you think you could show me my room now?" she asked, a tiny smile forming again.

"Sure." Mordecai replied.

"Whatever." Rigby said, rolling his eyes. Mordecai punched his much smaller friend in the arm, causing him to whimper and glare back in response.

"Follow us." Mordecai said as he turned toward the house and walked up the steps. Rigby rubbed his arm where his friend had punched him and followed. Isabelle happily picked up her suitcase and ran up the stairs after them.

"Mordecai. Mordecai!" Rigby hissed at his friend as he scampered up next to him. "What was Benson thinking hiring this girl?" Rigby whispered.

"Maybe she's a hard worker." Mordecai shrugged. "Shut up, she might hear you. I don't want her to cry, aren't girls sensitive?"

"Pff. Whatever dude." Rigby said.

"Here's our room so that must be your room." Mordecai said, pointing at the door.

"Thanks you guys!" she said. She opened the door and walked in. A second later she came right back out. "Do you have a vacuum cleaner?" she asked with a tiny smile.

"Yeah" Mordecai said with a laugh. "I'll go get it." he said. He walked away leaving the two raccoons to stand in the hallway alone. Isabelle opened her mouth to speak but quickly closed it. She rubbed her arm awkwardly.

"This silence is really awkward." she said, staring at Rigby.

"Yeah. I'm just glad that we get to skip some work." Rigby said kicking at the ground. Isabelle smiled at him.

"You sound like someone who doesn't like work." she said slyly.

"It's so boring! And Benson is so bossy. He always gets pissed when we slack off!" He complained, crossing his arms.

"Awe. You are just too..."

"I'm back!" Mordecai said as he brought over a vacuum and some extra cleaning supplied. "Want some help?" he asked.

"Um, if you want to." She said with a large grin. She grabbed the vacuum and ran into the room again.

"We should help her." Mordecai said. "She's really nice." he commented.

"She's more exciting than..." Rigby started but stopped himself. "Well, cleaning a room has got to be easier than actual work." Rigby shrugged and grabbed a duster. Mordecai nodded and picked up a bucked with a sponge. The two walked into the room that was all covered in dust, spiderwebs and more.

"Ick." The two said in unison. Isabelle was already vacuuming. She turned it off and smiled over at them.

"Hey you guys came to help! Awesome!" she said with her usual grin. She continued to vacuum. The friends exchanged a look but got to work.

No more than forty minutes later they had finished cleaning the room and the stood in the middle, glancing around with satisfaction.

"We did it." Isabelle said. "I can't believe we finished!" she commented.

"Yeah. That was pretty quick." Mordecai said.

"Well, now what should we do?" Rigby asked.

"Coffee?" Mordecai asked. Isabelle gasped.

"Yes! Let's get coffee!" she said.

"Okay, we can go to the coffee shop across the street." Mordecai said enthusiastically. Rigby huffed and mumbled something under his breath. Mordecai shot him a look, then set off out the door. Followed by Isabelle and a reluctant Rigby.