Chapter 1

It was a warm sunny day in the park. The employers were sitting on the steps, talking to eachother as Benson(who stood in front of them) tapped his clipboard with his pencil, thinking. He looked up at the workers. They stopped talking and all looked at Benson.

"Ok guys, we have a lot to do today. Mr Maellards going to be in 3 hours for the monthly park checkup so I have a lot of jobs for all of you." Benson looked back down at his clipboard, reading the list of jobs, then looked up at each name he called.

"Skips, you and Pops will be cleaning out the leaves in the gutter and watering the plants. Muscle Man and HFG, you'll be running the snack bar and Mordecai and Rigby." He paused as he looked back at the clipboard. He gave a smug smile, looking at the two. "You'll be cleaning the fountain and fixing the cart."

The two friends had been laughing and talking but stopped when they heard the last job. Rigby threw up his hands and groaned. "What? Those are the hardest jobs in the park! Why aren't you giving Skips and Pops those jobs?"

"Because Rigby, when Mr Maellard is here, he will be asking me about all of you guys. Since you and Mordecai are slackers, I've given you two the hardest jobs so when Mr Maellard sees this, he will finally give me that promotion I've wanted since I started here."

Rigby tried to hold back a laugh. "You? A promotion? I'm surprised you can manage to keep your job from the ammount of times you yell at us"

Mordecai punched Rigby, sending a small wail out of the raccoons mouth. He held his shoulder and shot a glare at Mordecai. Mordecai glanced at Rigby. "Don't be rude dude. Benson might fire us if we act like idiots. We need to be sensible about this."

Benson nodded. "Alright guys, get to work. You got three hours till Mr Maellards here. And no slacking off." Benson glared at Mordecai and Rigby. Rigby returned the glare while Mordecai smiled nervously at his boss. When Benson had gone inside, everyone went off to do their jobs. Mordecai stood up. "Come on dude, we gotta go clean the fountain."

Rigby groaned. "Fine. But you have to start the hose."

Mordecai sighed. "Fine."

They both went off to the direction of the fountain. Once there, they found the green hose lying on the ground next to two huge sponges. Rigby smiled at Mordecai as he went through the bushes to turn the hose on. Mordecai sighed, picked up the hose and a gush of dirty water immediately splattered out. He groaned. "Thanks dude."

Rigby emerged through the bushes, smiling at Mordecai. "No probs."

Mordecai turned around, picked up a sponge and with the hose still in hand, began cleaning the fountain. Rigby was right beside him, lazily scrubbing the sponge on one spot of the fountain.

2 hours later, Mordecai had finished cleaning the fountain, drenched in sweat to prove it(with no help from Rigby). Mordecai stood and smiled at his accomplishment. "That took forever but I did it."

Rigby stood and dropped his sponge. He stared at Mordecai in disbelief. "You? It wasn't just you dude."

"Uh yeah it was. You just spent most of your time either moving the sponge around in a circle or taking a nap."

Rigby folded his arms and glanced sideways. Even though he knew he was wrong, he didn't want to admit it to his friend. "No I didn't. I helped."

"No you didn't and you know it Rigby."

"I did so help"

Mordecai sighed. "We don't have time for this. We have to go fix the cart. You go get the tool box while I go find the cart."

"Fine, but you owe me."

"Whatever dude." Mordecai walked off down a path as Rigby scampered off to find a tool box.

He eventually found the cart at the end of the path(the end of the path was near a cliff, ironic right) in a mess. There were huge dents in the roof and the back, sharp scratches on the boot and oil spilt all over. Not to mention the screws and bolts thrown on the ground. Mordecai groaned. "This was definitely Muscle Man and HFG's fault." He wandered to the cart and sat in the seat while he waited for Rigby to get back.

Rigby came back 5 minutes later, carrying a red toolbox with the lid open and a rag inside. He walked over. "Here Mordecai. I found the toolbox in Skips garage." He almost dropped it when he saw the cart. "What the H?"

"Muscle Man"

Rigby nodded. From that one name, they had learned that it basically explained everything without a whole detailed explanation. Mordecai stood, grabbed the rag and began wiping the spills off the cart. Rigby took a spanner and turned to Mordecai. "What do I do with this?"

"You fix the cart." Mordecai replied without looking up

"Whatta mean?"

"Put the bolts and screws back. Connect the wires. Just fix the cart."

"Oh. Thanks." Rigby grabbed the bolts and began fixing them back on the cart. He did the same with the screws then turned back to Mordecai. "Now what?"

"Now you get a hammer and fix the dents."

Rigby grabbed the hammer and climbed the roof then banged the dents back into place so the metal was perfect. He climbed back down then spotted then wires. He glanced at Mordecai, saw he was stil cleaning the oil spills off the cart, then looked back at the wires with an evil thought in his head. He dropped the hammer and climbed in the cart and grabbed the wires. He put them together till they sparked then climbed out and watched with happiness. The cart immediately sprang to life. Mordecai saw this and leapt back from the cart with shock. He glared at Rigby. "What'd you do?"

"Nothing man. I swear. You've seen me work hard."

Mordecai was doubtful but still took his excuse as an answer. They both looked at the cart as it spun round the dirt in circles. It stopped spinning for a moment then veered straight left. They both chased after it but it was too fast. They still ran though. Mordecai was in complete panic, Rigby...not so much. The cart zigzagged left and right then sped up and went straight off the cliff. It plunged straight in the water. They both stopped and looked at eachother, Mordecai with anger and panic, Rigby with slight pain and calm. Mordecai spoke first. "Dude, what are we gonna do? Bensons so gonna fire us for this."

"No he's not. He never fires us so what makes you think he's going to fire us today?"

"He has that promotion remember? It's really important to him and he's gonna be so mad when he finds out the carts gone."

"Dude don't worry about it. Benson'll never fire us. What's the time dude?"

Mordecai opened his mouth to answer but was interrupted with an older voice speaking. "Well Beanteen, the park looks good so far. I just have to check one last pair of workers. The slackers I presume?"

"Yes Sir." This sounded like Benson. "But I've put those two with the hardest jobs so they won't stuff up.

They both stood frozen as Benson and Mr Maellard walked to the end of the path. The two bosses were smiling and talking but stopped when they saw Mordecai, Rigby and a missing cart. Mr Maellard was the first to notice.

"Where's my cart Beancan?"

Benson stared at Mr Maellard, too shocked to reply. Finally he managed to choke out, "I don't know Sir"

Maellard grew angrier with every word. "Didn't you assign this job to Mordecai and Rigby, the two employees who you promised would be hard workers today?"

Benson sighed. "Yes Sir but-"

"No buts Beanteen. Forget the promotion. These two are the official screw up and you must do something about it so this park isn't destroyed. You lied to me Beancan and for that, your promotion is going to be given to someone who deserves it."

Mr Maellard turned and walked back to the park. Benson was furious with the pair. He was mixed with different emotions but he decided to start with anger first. He turned to Mordecai and Rigby. "How dare you. You knew this my most important day of my life and you had to screw it up. I'm sick and tired of you crudding up my life. This was so important to me and I'm never going to get that promotion back." Mordecai noticed a small tear form in Bensons eye. "You two slackers don't understand I'm a person and you two aren't the only ones on the planet. Why do you have to screw everything up for me?" Benson suddenly broke down and began crying in his hands.

Rigby felt a huge pang of guilt. Sure Benson wasn't the loveliest person in the universe, but he still felt bad. He felt like sinking into the ground or disappear off the face of the earth. But his legs wouldn't let him. He, along with Mordecai, stared at Benson with guilt. Their boss raised his head and glared at the two. "Your fired. No, don't answer. Go back to the house and start packing"

The two immediately ran back to the house, in panic and sadness. Once they reached the house, they burst through the door, sprinted upstairs and ran into their room, shutting the door behind them.

Mordecai turned on Rigby, furious. "Dude, thanks to you, we both got fired. What am I going to do? I don't have anywhere to live, no where to sleep, no where to eat! Why can't you be sensible once in your life?"

Rigby looked at him. "Look man, I'm sorry. I won't screw up again. Are we still friends?"

"No way dude. From this moment on, our friendship is over forever. You've caused me nothing but trouble these past 3 years I've worked here and I've accomplished nothing. I've been yelled at, pushed around, thrown up, almost in hospital and an inch from dying. And it's all because of you. Goodbye forever Rigby."

Mordecai grabbed everything he owned, stuffed it into a large brown suitcase and stormed out the room, leaving an upset raccoon in an empty room. Rigby curled up in a ball and sobbed.

He had just lost his best friend

And it was all because of him

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Yeah, I know. Poor Mordecai and Rigby. But I promise. It gets better for them.

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