The Not So Regular Show
My life has been as exciting as the stale end piece of a loaf of bread. No one ever eats it and is always neglected. Sometimes I look at a loaf of bread and think, 'you poor bastard.' It will probably end up get torn to pieces and thrown out into the yard for some stray bird to come by and have it for breakfast.
Today, however, as I awoke from my slumber-I felt like that stray bird. Feeding off of scraps just to stay alive. My boss, Benson, pays me minimum wage and buries me in work when I want to go out and have a good time. It pisses me off sometimes. The pay is shit and is barely enough to keep rent on this house. Most of the money I get in the monthly paychecks goes directly to the rent. A $1000 check deducted to only $150 after taxes and rent pay. It was barely enough to buy groceries.
Luckily, I've kept some money hidden from everyone. Why? So that when shit hits the fan, I have some to fall back on. It is so that it can keep me stable in the event that I lose my job. Also it's for if something gets damaged so that I don't fall into too terrible debt. And that happens a lot around her… a lot! I don't even let Rigby know. Probably because if he knew he would go out and buy a new video game or something. Hey speaking of which.
"Come dude, get up." I groaned towards the trampoline while throwing off the blue comforter. I received no answer once my feet touched the floor. "Rigby, get up," Still no answer. He's probably passed out from playing video games all night again. I arose from the bed side and walked over to the trampoline. Bones and joints had their morning "Snap! Crackle! Pop!" for breakfast.
Once there, I shook the blanks and said Rigby's name. My heart hit the floor with a thud when I realized there was nothing under the blankets. A cold shiver went down my spine. He's never up before me, never!
Okay, just calm down Mordecai. It's not that uncommon for Rigby to just wander off. I took in a deep breath and started my way down the stairs. I hadn't even checked the time yet, but as I glanced out the window I saw that it was just beginning to sunrise. I rubbed my eyes as I descended into the still very dimly lit living room.
To my surprise no one was here. Now I was getting a nervous feeling in my gut. "Rigby?" I shouted into the oblivion. I took a step on the last stair. Where could he have gone-?
"SURPRISE!" I jumped up in the air as the lights flashed on and loud screaming rose up as people came out of their own hiding spots. My wings and legs wrapped around the fan wings as I heard people began to chuckle and laugh. I opened my eyes to see all my friends standing in one big group. I smiled and began to blush. Then my eye caught something.
"Hey Mordecai," Rigby said while inching toward the light switch. I went bug-eyed.
"Don't you do it!" I threatened my best friend. A devilish grin grew across his face as his arm was out stretched to the wall.
"Happy Birthday Buddy!" He shouted and flicked the middle switch up. I heard a low rumble and felt a slight vibration coming through the wings of the fan. Slowly, I began to rotate in the air. By the time I had realized that I was still tightly clutching the wings of the fan, it was too late.
Quickly, I gained speed and the world began to blur in front of my eyes. Blue became red and green became purple as a knot was forming in my stomach. Soon, I felt nauseated and let go of the wings but my legs were intertwine and would not undo from the centrifugal force acting upon them.
I began to curse out loud as my body was violently spun in circles. "Ma…ke…it….stop!" I could barely hear my own words as I felt the vibrations subside and I began to slowly come to a halt. My eyes were heavy and my brain felt like it was being yanked out of my skull.
A pair of red-feathered wings helps me stop my devil made merry-go-round. Once I was still, I opened my eyes to see the girl of my dreams.
"Happy Birthday Mordecai," She said while holding my head. We were eye level but the sky was the ground so it was tough for my head to fix things. I was so sick and dizzy that I almost didn't understand what she had said.
I chuckled. "Thanks Margaret. Can you help me down now?" All she had to do was slightly pull on my head and my legs untangled themselves and I hit the ground with a giant thud. My friends still laughed but tried to help me up. Margaret put my arm around her shoulder and lifted me up and walked me over to the couch.
God I could inhale that perfume all day. She is such an amazing person. Kind, friendly…sexy. Shh! Don't tell anyone I said that! Really!
She placed me on the couch. She told me she'd be right back. I sunk into the sofa, finally able to take in the surroundings. Balloons filled the ceiling with a rainbow of colors. People had begun to disperse and enjoy conversations with others while drinking. All my friends were there, Muscleman, Skips, High Five Ghost, Benson-not really a friend but eh-Pops and Eileen.
Rigby took a seat next to me with a mixture of looks on his face. He tried hiding his face from me, but I could see that he was sorry…well, somewhat. "You okay dude?" He asked sympathetically.
I could only smirk. I nodded and said, "Yeah I'm fine. But," I threw a punch into his shoulder. He whined for a bit but got over it quickly. "It was pretty funny. Good one," I commented.
"Yeah well, you got to take the chance when you see it right?"
I laughed. "You sure do dude," Rigby and I did a quick Hi-Five and he left to go mingle in with Pops and Muscleman. I closed my eyes. I can't believe that I had forgotten my birthday. I was such an idiot. Well I have been busy lately so it's not really unexpected for me.
I felt the couch cushion level out as new weight was put on. I opened my eyes to see who it was. Sure enough, Margaret had returned but with a piece of cake on a small, clear plate along with a plastic fork. The piece had a single burning candle sticking out of the white frosting. She handed me the plate and asked me to make a wish. Everyone had regrouped around me to sing happy birthday.
The entire song I was blushing. I don't always feel like I'm treated well here. So too have this party, is very warming for me. After the group had finished singing, I stared at the candle for a few seconds. Then with a quick puff of air, the candle flickered and was extinguished. I was awarded with applause. I began to blush a bit more as I took the fork and took a bite.
"Aww! Vanilla?!" I whined. Everyone had a quick laugh as I did too. It was of no big deal. I was just glad to feel important once again.
"Whoo! Now I can have some!" cheered Rigby from the kitchen. Benson turned around and threw his arms up in the air.
"What is it with you and cake?" Benson was only partially kidding. I knew the guy long enough to know when he's serious and when he's just screwing around. I felt a light peck on my cheek. I began to blush harder. Margaret asked me what my wish was.
Honestly, I hadn't thought of a wish yet. I'm not good of thinking on the spot. I faced Margaret and at that instant, I knew what my wish was.
Today, the 16 of May, was the best day I have had in a while. Tomorrow…tomorrow was a different story.
(A/N): More on the way! Just wanted to start you guys off with a hook. Thanks for reading it so far! Tell me what you think of the story in the Reviews or shoot me a message. I am very willing to listen to new ideas and flaws that should be look at. Thank you again! I will see you, in the next chapter. Bye-Bye!