"I'm gonna be so late!" Mordecai screeched "If we hadn't had to deal with all the extra work Benson threw at us, I'd be ready by now. I don't want to fuck this night up. It's really important" His body relaxed for a second and his nervous face changed into a confident grin "It's our three-month anniversary today"
"I know, dude! I've been listening to you squealing about it for a week." Rigby said, completely annoyed. "You look fine! You don't need to worry so much all the time!"
Rigby had a point, Margaret and he had been so happy in the past couple of months, she probably wouldn't even notice if his hair wasn't perfect.
He applied a bit more aftershave on his now soft as a baby's butt face. Looked one more time in the mirror, looking for any imperfections, and decided it was time to go. He was wearing a baby blue striped shirt with two buttons open. He knew Margaret would smile as soon as she saw him; it was her favorite shirt on him because it made his deep blue eyes pop.
Mordecai grabbed the orange and pink Tulips he bought for her –they were her favorite flowers- said goodbye to Rigby and took the Golf Cart keys. He was going to pick Margaret up from the Coffee Shop and later take her to a nice French restaurant called "La Cascade"; he had been saving up for weeks just to make their night special.
As he pulled over in the Coffee Shop's parking lot, he called Margaret. "I'm already outside, I'll wait for you right here"
"Okay, I'll be out in 5 minutes" she replied.
Mordecai was really anxious, he really wanted to be with her and those 5 minutes felt like ages. But, as soon as he saw her, he forgot about everything and everyone, even Benson and his stupid chores, and Muscleman's man-boobs. She looked amazing. She had ironed her red, beautiful hair and it looked shinier than ever. She was wearing a mint colored halter dress, with an empire waist. It had a retro feel to it, almost pin-up like, and her curves were softly hugged by the fabric. The pronounced cleavage took Mordecai's breath away, and he could only think of kissing her.
As Margaret reached the Cart, Mordecai couldn't stop himself and ran towards her. He hugged her, felt her scent –today she was wearing Black XS- passed his hand through her hair and softly kissed her on the lips.
"You look so beautiful, Margaret. Happy three-month anniversary" he said as he handed the flowers to her.
"Aww, sweetie! You remembered Tulips are my favorite" she was really happy to see him after a long shift at the Coffee Shop. She was ready to go wherever he wanted to go. She was absolutely ready to have the best night of her life.
And she would.