Author's Notes: Yes, I have watched every Regular Show episode so this fanfic won't exactly match the series' progression. But hey, it's just a fanfiction, right?

Together

{Rigby POV}

When I opened the door and saw what was on the paused tv, my mouth hung open.

"Eileen!" She was getting ready to open the door; but I beat her to it.

"Rigby please don't tell anyone!" Her blush was so cute.

"Alright, alright! Wow. Never took you for a girl who watched por-"

"Shush! Margaret might hear you..." She looked towards the hallway where the robin was sleeping.

"What if she would've came out?" I laughed at my own joke, she didn't seemed to enthused.

"She wouldn't have. But please Rigby, if you tell a soul I will tell everyone about your-"

"Woah there, I get it. Why didn't you say 'wait a minute' or I'm coming'?"

"Well I didn't want to wake Margaret by yelling out the door."

"Yet watching tv wouldn't wake her up?"

"I..had the...volume down."

"I guess that makes sense. So you're okay then?"

"Yeah, no worries. But it is getting late, I think you should get home."

"Hmm, I probably should."

I gave her a kiss goodnight and walked back out. Looking at the sky, I had to smile. I drove back to the house and was greeted by a horrific sound: silence. Mordecai must've gone to bed. Dammit.

I walked upstairs and walked into our room. The familiar snore confirmed my suspicions.

I really should talk to him about that.

I woke up the next morning to a text from Eileen. It read: Need you and Mordecai to come to my apartment if you're free.

I replied yeah, then threw a shirt at Mordecai.

"Wake up, we're going to Eileen's."

He groaned, "Ughhhh, why?"

"I don't know, she texted me so were going!"

After he made himself all pretty in the bathroom, we drove to her place. Margaret was outside carrying a box.

"Oh hey guys. I'm so glad you can help me move today!" She seemed really excited.

"Move...?"

Eileen came out with a box. "Hi Rigby! I can't thank you and Mordecai enough for helping Margerate move into her new apartment. There's some boxes in the living room you guys can bring out." They put their boxes in the moving truck. "We really needed a break."

"I wish you would really tell me when your little girlfriend is gonna put us to work," Mordecai mumbled.

"Hey, I didn't know we were gonna do this!"

While the girls stood outside talking and sipping on tea, Mordecai and I finished moving the boxes. It didn't take too long, but we were still sweating.

"Thanks guys, I owe you one!" Margaret exclaimed.

"How 'bout two sandwiches and coffees 'on the house'?" I eagerly asked.

"Sure guys. Again, thanks." Margaret hugged Mordecai tightly, causing the poor guy to blush.

Of course, I rolled my eyes. "Hey, Eileen. To make up for last night, why don't you and I go to Cheezers later?"

"I'd like to go out, but maybe a more extravagant place?" Eileen gave me a pleading look, so I caved.

"Okay, Okay." I gave her a quick peck on the cheek and climbed into the cart with the love-struck blue jay.

I gave him a good smack on the arm "Start driving, it's almost one and I haven't had lunch yet!"

"Quit whining!" I could tell he was slightly annoyed.

Back at the park...

"MORDECAI AND RIGBY!" Benson bellowed when he saw us pull up.

"Hey Benson, what job do we need to do?" Mordecai asked nervously.

"You two slackers can mow the field for our ultimate frisby game!" He stormed off.

"Damn, must've gotten up on the wrong side of the bed." Mordecai yawned. "And since it's your fault we already did work today, you take first shift driving."

"Aww, what? Fine man." I climbed onto the mower and started it up. Mordecai followed and instantly fell asleep. We didn't get coffee this morning.

I ended up doing the whole field by myself. Mordecai must've worn himself out helping Margaret. Getting off the mower, I walked back to the house and left him there. Skips and Pops were talking in front of the house.

"Oh why hello Rigby!" Pops was always too happy.

"Hey Pops, Skips."

"Where is Mordecai?"

"He wanted to stay at the field for some reason. Speaking of which, I won't be at the game tonight. I'm taking Eileen out tonight."

"Oh good show! Good show! I hope you and Eileen have a jolly good time tonight."

"Thanks, Pops." I smiled and walked into the house to get ready.

Later...

I drove up to Eileen's place, parking Benson's car in front. (He found out I mowed the yard by myself; so, this was my reward.) I looked at my watch. It was 6:59. Whew, I'm not late. I walked up to her door and knocked. Hope she answers this time so I don't have to pick the lock again.

The door opened. "Hi Rigby." Eileen smiled. God, she's beautiful.

"H-hey..Eileen.." She giggled at my shyness.

"Ready to go?"

I nodded and led her out.

We drove to a fancier restaurant than Wing Kingdom, but it wasn't as elegant as Bistro en le Parc. Pretty sure we got banned from that place. Anyway, we parked and got a table and ordered our food and drinks.

"I'm really glad we could do this, Rigby. We haven't done anything too special since we started dating."

"Yeah, I just hope this place has good food. I'm starving!"

She laughed and we ate and talked some more. It was nice to spend some quality time with her. Since Benson isn't too friendly when it comes to letting Mordecai and I have off, this felt relaxing. Good thing mowing got me on a slightly on his good side. The dinner was spectacular and the service was amazing. Might have to come here more often.

I looked at my watch. "Wow, it's after 10."

"Yeah. The park is a far drive from here, and my place is only a few minutes..." she hinted.

I blushed a little. "S-sure. I mean, is it okay? What about Margaret?"

"Oh, she's staying with her parents for the weekend. No worries there," she smiled.

"Okay then! Let's go."

I payed our bill and walked Eileen out of the restaurant. We drove to her home and I hesitated a bit before getting out of the car. Would we just go to sleep? Or do something...else? We've been dating for a couple months now, so I think we'd be ready as a couple. But...was she a virgin? Does she know I'm one? I'm driving myself crazy trying to think about it. I don't want to seem like that's the only reason I wanted to spend the night. I'm excited because it's almost like living together. Well, maybe like a preview to how it could be someday.

"Rigby? Are you coming inside or what?" Her cheeks were a light shade of pink.

I didn't even realize that I was staring off into nothing for a few minutes. "Yeah, sorry I was just doing a mental checklist."

She giggled and got out of the car. I followed her into her living room.

Was I going to sleep on the couch? Or in her bed with her? I was getting a little nervous. Were we going to sleep or sleep together? I have to admit, I was a little in the mood. But I don't want her to think I'm rushing anything in our relationship. Did she invite me to spend the night because she wanted us to do that? Shit, this is going to be a long battle with my thoughts.