Chapter 3:

Rigby left the coffee shop and started to walk towards the Park. The weather meant the streets were virtually deserted, and the small Raccoon found himself panting after a few blocks.

"Rigby!" a familiar voice called out. "Wait up!"

Turning around, he saw Mordecai slowly following him in the cart. "Dude, what are you doing?" the Bluejay asked.

"What does it look like," Rigby replied curtly. "I'm walking home."

"In this heat? Come on dude, get in the cart, I'll drive you." Smiling a little, Rigby jumped into the passenger seat and Mordecai took off. "You okay?" the bird asked

"Fine," Rigby said, annoyed at Mordecai's insistence.

"Rigby!" he said sternly, "You're not fine! You just left the coffee shop for no good reason! I had to pay!"

"I'm fine, okay?" the Raccoon snapped, leaning back into his seat and out of Mordecai's view.

"It's about Eileen, isn't it?"

Not getting an answer, he continued, "Look dude, all Don did was give her his number. Who says she'll even ring him?"

"Oh please," Rigby said, giving in, "She was all over him!"

Sighing in frustration as he pulled up to the park house, Mordecai turned to face his short friend. "Dude, get over it! What is your problem? You go around treating Eileen like crap, and now that there's someone who could actually make her happy, you're jealous?! She deserves a person to treat her right, and that's obviously not you!"

Looking up into the face of his angry friend, Rigby let out a sob and ran towards the house. Mordecai never yelled at him like that, not unless it was a life or death situation, and to hear his best friend basically tell him that he's an asshole was too much.

Mordecai instantly felt bad about yelling, but it had to be done. Parking the cart in the garage, he started to doubt himself. Did it really need to be done? He thought. I mean, I know he was an ass at the start, but he had been nicer to her lately. Plus, Rigby never yelled at me when I was jealous. Ugh, I better apologise. Walking up the stairs towards the boys` shared bedroom, he heard Rigby softly sobbing from inside. What a baby, he thought as he creaked open the door and peered inside. The Raccoon was hidden under his dirty clothes pile, his striped tail sticking out.

"Look dude," the Bluejay started, "I'm sorry. I was out of line, and I shouldn't have said anything. It's cool if you're jealous of Don."

"Go away," Rigby sniffled, his voice stifled by the clothes. "I'm not jealous."

"Rigby, I said it's cool. It's not like it matters, just admit it."

"I'm NOT jealous!" he yelled childishly, emerging from his bedcovers to face Mordecai.

"Yes you are!" the bird yelled back. "If you're not jealous then how do you explain you leaving earlier?!"

Burrowing back into his dirty clothes, Rigby waited for Mordecai to leave, not giving his friend an answer.

"Whatever, dude," Mordecai sighed, "I'm going to the arcade."

After the Bluejay had left, Rigby cleared his trampoline and sat on it, thinking.

I can't believe Mordecai thinks I'm jealous. I'm never jealous! I know I can't tell him the real reason why I'm pissed, but what the hell am I supposed to do? Something that Mordecai had said buzzed around in his head.

Someone who could actually make her happy.

What does Mordecai know? Don can't make her happy. But is she even unhappy, anyway? Rigby knew that he was a jerk sometimes (even he's not that stupid), but Eileen was different. She was the only one he knew besides Mordecai that put up with his crap. She was special. She deserved to be with someone who made her feel that way, and that someone right now was Don. Aw crap, he thought bitterly, slipping out of consciousness and drifting off to sleep, this is gonna suck.

Hey guys! Surprise, I'm back a lot sooner than I thought! Despite my shitload of schoolwork, I've actually had a lot of free time on my hands. Now I know that this is ridiculously short, but I swear the next few chapters will be longer. Also, I freaking love all the reviews you guys are giving me, so please keep em' coming! x