I'm baaaaaack!
That's right viewers, after hitting a bad case of writer's block, and going through school I'm back and better than ever!
Isn't that crazy?
Any who, I decided to go through with the plan of doing RegularShowMemorabilia's request.
So let's get this party started!
Also!
This wasn't meant to bring in sexual stereotypes if it does.
Rigby was mad.
Really mad.
Not only was his unrequited love- with someone else, he was doing it with someone else!
Sorry, couldn't say the s word.
You gotta remember I am 14.
Who was this unrequited love?
An easy answer: Mordecai.
Yep.
The boy he knew since he was a child.
Rigby developed this love when they started working at the park.
But the reason he was mad was because Margret came back, causing Mordecai and her to go PAST second base!
This upset him greatly.
"Oooh! Mordecai, do that again!" Margret would moan loud enough for the whole neighborhood to hear.
God, it was irritating!
Mordecai was supposed to love him!
But he wasn't supposed to worry-
"I've got a plan to end this..." He trailed.
Rigby was going to hell, literally!
Making a deal with Satan would be hard.
But he wasn't worrying.
"Ah, Rigby. What brings you here? Did you use the 'To hell Transporter'?" Satan asked.
I know, It's stupid.
But I had no other ideas as to how he got there.
"Yes. I am here to ask something of you." Rigby began to say.
"Consider it done my friend. I know all your thoughts enough to KNOW that you NEED Mordecai."
"How'd you-"
"I'm Satan. I know just as much as God." He answered.
"So about that asking of you..." Rigby trailed off.
"Yes, yes. Take a drink of this potion, and you'll become an over-night heart-throb." Satan said.
Rigby raised an eyebrow, which is something he almost never does.
"You sure?'' He asked.
"Positive."
0000000ooooooo0000000000000 (that means the time is changing)
"Rigby, what IS that!?" Mordecai asked.
"Anti-biotics. Now leave me alone!" Rigby answered.
"Okay, goodnight dude." Mordecai said.
"Don't DUDE me!" Rigby said as he began to drink the liquid.
'Tomorrow everything will change!' Rigby thought.
So how was dat?
