"Dude, wake up! Something's going on outside!" Mordecai violently shook Rigby's limp body. His raccoon friend drearily and looked at the window.

"Dude, it's still dark out. Go to bed." He muttered. Mordecai let out a low growl and shook his friend harder. Rigby shot up, seething. "What is so damn important?!" he snapped. Mordecai grabbed his arm and pulled him out the door.

Rigby ripped his arm free and glared at Mordecai. "Dude, what the H are you doing?!" he hissed. Mordecai rolled his eyes.

"Dear God Rigby, something is going on outside and I'm trying to get you to go out there with me so I can see what's going on you idiot!" Mordecai growled. Rigby snorted.

"You could've just said that…." He muttered. Mordecai sighed and walked down the stairs. "Why do you need me to go with you?" Rigby asked when they reached the door.

"Because if someone has a weapon, I'll have you to throw at them to but me enough time to run." Mordecai joked.

"Pfft, I would just karate chop them in half like Chuck Norris did in that movie last night." Rigby stated, making a karate chop in the air with his hand. Mordecai snorted. The two snuck around the corner of the house and peeked around the edge. Then, they saw a hooded man grab another man by the shirt and hold him against the wall.

"You're coming with me." The hooded figure hissed. The other man shook his head side to side, shouting.

"Holy crap! Dude, get Pops and Skips! I'll call Benson and find Muscle Man and Five's!" Mordecai ordered. Rigby looked at his avian friend.

"Why?"

"Just go!"

The gang had gathered at the corner that Mordecai and Rigby had saw the hooded figure and man.

"Mordecai, Rigby, you better start explaining why you brought us here right now or YOUR FIRED!" Benson shouted.

Rigby was still confused on why Mordecai insisted that they gather everyone, but Mordecai seemed confident as he told everyone else what happened.

"I heard where the man was taking him and I think we should follow them." Mordecai finished. Benson was boiling with anger.

"You brought us into the cold at 3:00 in the morning for that!?" he spat. Mordecai's face was hard with determination.

"C'mon Benson." Rigby begged, finally understanding. "It'll fun, and the last time someone saved a dude from getting killed, he was awarded with a butt-load of cash."

"So?"

"So, we could use it for the park." Mordecai chipped in. Benson was silent or a second.

He sighed, "Fine. Let's go."