Mordecai woke up to the sound of his alarm clock, the constant beeping bothering him until he had the will power to get up, which was rather quickly. He groaned hearing the first few beeps and thew the black blanket that was wrapped around him. He slowly walked over to the alarm clock and shut it off "Man, alarm clocks suck..." he thought to himself and walked out of his room. He headed towards the bathroom and washed up, getting ready for the day and to head out to school.
After that he headed down the steps and past his living room into the kitchen, quickly grabbing something to eat. He was surprised to find his dad uup early too, sitting at the kitchen table sipping some coffee.
"Oh, hey son, why are you up so early?" his dad asked, a questioning look on his face.
"I'm heading out to school, duh." and he walked to the pantry, trying to find some cereal that he could eat.
"Well, I'd let you go to school and not bother you at all, but it's Saturday."
"Wait, what?" Mordecai didn't believe his father, had Friday really passed without him noticing it? The day he waits for almost every week and it had passed already? "Are you serious?"
His dad just laughed while taking another sip of his coffee, "Yup, Saturday morning, don't know why you'd be getting ready for school."
"Man," Mordecai slapped himself in the face, how could he be not notice that it was Saturday? I mean, it was five days that he was at school, wasn't it? He was assigned the science project on Tuesday, he had almost got into a fight with the big kid in his gym class on... Monday? He couldn't exactly remember, maybe it was Saturday, the week just seemed to be a blur in his mind and he couldn't exactly remember everything. Oh well, he could take his dad's word for it.
He still grabbed a box of cereal, not one in particular and got a bowl and set them down on the kitchen table in front of his dad. He then walked towards the fridge and grabbed the half-full milk jug and set that on the table to. "So, why are YOU up so early then?" Mordecai asked his dad while pouring the cereal into the bowl, then grabbing the milk and doing the same.
"No reason." his dad said sitting still and looking at his son.
"Hm." said Mordecai taking a bite of his cereal and munching on it. "Are you going to do anything today?" he asked, it just seemed unusual to have his dad just sitting at the kitchen table early on a Saturday morning.
"Nope, not that I planned. Did you have anything in mind?"
Mordecai certainly did. "Well," he started, taking another spoon-full of cereal. "It is almost my birthday soon, I can start driving by then and I was just wondering, you think that you could take me out driving then?" He wanted to actually get a feel for driving before him and Rigby would set off on their adventure. How hard could it be? He did always beat Rigby at his racing games.
"He he, seriously?" His dad asked, a smile across his beak. He lifted the coffee mug he had towards his beak and took another drink.
"Yeah, why not?" Mordecai asked, a serious look on his face. Was his dad making fun of him? Of course he could drive, he was just asking if his dad would let him.
"Mordo, I don't think you understand." he said chuckling, taking another sip of his coffee.
"What do you mean? I can drive perfectly fine!" Mordecai was getting a little angry at his father, why didn't he believe him?
By this answer, he couldn't help himself but laugh at what his son had said.
This had made Mordecai more than a little angry and het got up out of his chair and slammed his wings on the table. It shook everything, and a little bit of milk came out his bowl and got on the table. "What's so funny? Do you not believe me?"
Still, the laughter continued.
Mordecai sighed, "Whatever." he said, getting up out of his seat and leaving his dad there laughing at the hilarity of Mordecai, he still didn't understand why he was laughing though. He walked up to his room and slammed the door. He turned on the radio on his alarm clock to some rock station and turning it up loud, layed down on his bed. Why did his dad laugh at him?
A few minutes had passed by and Mordecai heard a knock on his door, and he jumped up. The door opened and behind it was his dad. "Mordecai, I'm sorry," he said, wiping away a tear. "If you really want to go out driving today then we will." he said looking at his son.
Mordecai felt a little better, now he could actually prove his dad wrong. "Alright." he said getting up out of his bed and turning off the radio. "Can we go out now?" he asked happily, he couldn't wait. This was going to be awesome, and absolutely the best moment of his life, he could feel it.
"Well, I guess so..." his dad said, sounding a little nervous and unsure. "C'mon then I guess." exiting Mordecai's room.
His dad had walked out and Mordecai was so psyched. "Yes!" he said to himself jumping around. He could hardly believe it, he was actually going to drive! He then ran out of his room right after his father to catch up with him. His father was by the doorway waiting for Mordecai, he was holding the car keys and messing around with them, waiting for him. "Alright, dad, let's go." said Mordecai eagerly walking out the door and heading outside towards his mom and dad's car. His dad laughed quietly to himself and headed out the door after his son towards the car too.
"This is going to be an experience." he thought to himself while walking out. He was going to have to teach his son on how to drive and be sure he does good. After all, Mordecai hasn't even had any experience with any type of vehicle so it was bound to be interesting. Yet it seemed like his son was excited and for sure that he was going to drive good, he didn't look worried about anything at all. "Well, we'll just have to see about his driving abilities." he thought and got in the car. Modecai instantly got in the seat beside him.
"Why am I not in the driver's seat?" Mordecai asked, "I thought I was driving."
"Oh, you are," his father said, "I'm just going to drive us out somewhere and then you can drive, alright?"
Mordecai nodded his head and then shouted "OOOOOOHH!" waving his wings around in the car. His dad just looked at him strangely, shook his head and then backed out of their driveway.
Still more chapters to come, how will Mordecai's skills on driving be? Stay by and find out when a new chapter comes. Please write any comments or critiques on the story, thanks.
