A/N Sal Here! Back by popular demand, more story! YEAAHHUH! Sorry I wanted to finish this yesterday but my keyboard decided to be a dick. Anyway, thank you all for the positive feedback that I've gotten in only 5 hours after posting! It means a lot! By the way I learned its spelled "Bawling" not "Balling" for extreme crying. :p

Ch.2 How Should I Feel?

Mordecai was in this love zombie state as he approached the park, still holding his cheek for what seemed like hours. He finally snapped back to reality just to have Benson yell at him for some weird reason.

"Mordecai where have you been?"

"Huh? Oh I was walking Margaret home. Didn't Rigby tell you?"

"No he said nothing about Margaret?"

"I wonder why?" Mordecai said under his breath.

"Why were you walking Margaret home?" This question struck Mordecai hard. Mordecai couldn't look at Benson when he gave his answer.

"Her-Her dad died yesterday…" Mordecai mumbled as Benson was shocked.

"What… How!" Mordecai explained everything about the accident, what her father meant to her and as his story continued Benson felt more and more sorry for the poor girl.

"Hey Benson was there something you wanted to see me about?"

"Huh. I can't remember what it was…" Mordecai was glad Benson couldn't remember the reason he was mad and prayed he never figured it out.

"Anyway can I ask you something? Can I have a few days off to go to the funeral with Margaret?"

Benson thought it over. "When will you need to leave?"

"Tuesday or Wednesday."

"I'll make you a deal: if you can do all your chores between now and the day you leave without slacking off, I will give you those days off."

"Thanks Benson! I won't let you down!"

"For Margaret's sake you better not." Benson said as he headed home.

Mordecai just had the weirdest day of his life: The love of his life's dad died which made it a sad day but he's was able to persuade Benson to give him a few days off to go to the funeral and got a kiss on the cheek from Margaret which was the farthest he's gotten with her so far which made him ecstatic. Quite literally he was torn on how he should feel about the day. What's worse all the progress that Mordecai made with Margaret made him feel like he's taking advantage of her weakened state of mind. Luckily a familiar voice came to snap him out of his thoughts.

"Hey Mordecai!" it was everyone's favorite raccoon, Rigby. "Please tell me Bensons not in the park anymore."

"No you can come out of the bush." Mordecai said happy to see his friend. "You seem to be getting better at hiding from him, I'll give you that much."

"Hey man I thought over what you did today and it was… *mumble* …you did for Margaret."

"What?"

Rigby sighed as he couldn't believe he was about to say it. "I said it was… !" Rigby finished his sentence in record time, though that didn't mean Mordecai couldn't hear what he said.

"Did I just hear you say it was pretty cool what I did today?" Mordecai mocked his friend trying to get him to say it again. "Did Eileen tell you to say that?" Mordecai had a large smirk on his face.

"No she didn't tell me to say that!" Mordecai was try to stifle all the laughs

"Su-Sure I'll buy that!" Mordecai and Rigby went back to the house with Mordecai.

At Margaret's…

Margaret was alone in her bed staring at the ceiling deep in thought. She analyzed every aspect of the past 6 hours and was on the verge of crying again. The only thing keeping her from crying was the thought of the blue jay that was with her when she needed him most. Margaret was now crying but these were tears of sorrow, oh no, these were tears of joy. The thought of Mordecai was enough to bring a glowing smile and was able to lull her to sleep.

A/N Sorry if it's a little too short for your liking. I just want to thank you all again for the positive feedback and I will try my hardest not to disappoint you! And as always, review, fav, follow, and all that good stuff and I will see you guys next time! Sal out.