Chapter 4

The red and blue cords entangled with the yellow and black ones as Skip's fingertips unraveled each one. A few minutes later, Skips closed the air conditioning control box and started it up. Benson came down the stairs and saw Skips standing proud of his handiwork while trying not to gloat. The gumball machine felt the cool air breeze through the vents as it enveloped the house. Benson patted Skips on the back and thanked him for his help.

"No problem Benson. It is the least I can do for you guys. All it needed was a little tweaks, pulls and turns."

"I really appreciate you for doing that job for us Skips, I owe you one! You've put me in the greatest mood today. And do you know what the best part is? There is nothing else to worry about!"

Sadly, Benson spoke too soon as he heard two familiar voices far off from outside. The living room window vibrated from the voices as Benson's ear holes rang from the distant…

"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

The blue jay and raccoon skidded along the dusty ground with their golf cart. Mordecai pushed on the brakes and kept spinning around about eight times before they slammed into some trashcans which were near the house. After they came to a stop, Mordecai and Rigby jumped out and 'hi fived' each other. They analyzed their surroundings and saw the murder scene of the trashcans, all scattered out along the front of the house. From inside the house, Benson and Skips could tell that the two were freaking out by waving their hands around. The blue jay and raccoon then scrambled to pick up the pieces of trash. During this, they kept bumping into each other from panic. Skips turned his head to see that Benson was already steaming with fury. The cool air conditioning couldn't even cool off Benson's temper at this point. Skips sighed…

"Benson, you need to ca-"

"WHY? WHY IS IT THAT EVERYTIME I HAVE A GOOD DAY, IT'S THOSE TWO MORONS WHO RUIN EVERYTHING FOR ME? I CAN'T STAND THEM!"

"Benson, you need to calm down." Skips held Benson down and let him sit on the couch. "Do you remember what your yoga teacher said? Say it with me. Breathe in and breathe out. Breathe in an-"

"-d breathe out. Breeeaathe iiiiinn and breathe out. Breathe in and breathe out."

Benson calmed down and laid on the couch. He really wanted to calm his nerves and not to strangle the guys (even though he wanted to so badly). He felt like yoga was a way of letting go of his anger. Benson got off the couch and sat down on the rug. He started performing the 'plow pose', which consisted of him putting his legs over his body while lying on his back. Skips shook his head and went into the kitchen to leave Benson alone. Seconds later, Benson heard Pops skipping merrily down the stairs with his usual giggling. Benson tried to ignore him and closed his eyes to focus on his 'inner peace'. Pops noticed Benson in the pose and marveled on how flexible Benson was.

"Oh Benson! Are you doing yoga? OH that is Exciting! You are quite the flexible gumball machine. May I join you?"

Benson remained silent. Pops shrugged and joined in on all the 'fun'. They both posed there for a minute. Pops looked around the room and at Benson. He was confused on how this was supposed to be relaxing. Suddenly, Mordecai and Rigby came walking in, pushing the door wide open. Rigby yelled,

"HEY YALL! HOW'S IT… going?" The two froze and saw what Benson and Pops were doing. Benson held his eyes shut, gritting his teeth, and tried to ignore the fact that they were in there. He focused so hard that he got lost in his own world and blocked everything that was going on at the moment.

Pops giggled while trying to fix his position.

"Hey Mordecai and Rigby! Want to join us for some yoga? It's most relaxing."

"Ummm… No thanks Pops. We'll be on our way. Let's go… Rigby."

They awkwardly tip toed up the stairs, leaving the two to their yoga pose.

Going down the bland hallway, the two rounded about and ran into their room. The bedroom was unkempt and disorganized as clothes were scattered here and there. But they didn't care much. Besides, no one ever goes into their room in the first place. Rigby ran and jumped on his trampoline bed, covered in clothes that he never wore much. He bounced a couple of times before his bounces diminished. Mordecai jumped on his bed with positioning his back on it and laid there. They felt as if they had done a lot of work today and they figured 'why not rest a bit?' Mordecai turned his head and stared at their digital clock. The neon, dashed lines read 5:05 p.m.

"So Rigby, you wanna go play video games first and then get dressed for tonight?"

"Ummm… sure! Why not? We got tons of time before we have to be there at 8:25 p.m."

The two immediately got up and ran downstairs to the living room. Rigby slid on the side railings while Mordecai jumped over the couch. Benson and Pops were still doing their awkward poses while Mordecai and Rigby grabbed the controllers and plugged in the game system.

"Hey Benson, we've done all of our chores and screwed nothing up today! So, we're just gonna play some games for awhile! If that's cool with you, right?"

Benson didn't resond, since he was long gone in his mind. Mordecai shrugged and put in the game called 'Police Chase'. Pops stopped with his pose and sat straight up. He certainly did not feel better from the yoga experience. He then stared at the game that Mordecai and Rigby were about to play.

"Oooooooo! Mordecai and Rigby, may I play this game about the 'scuffer' in a chase with you?"

Rigby whispered to the blue jay, "What's a 'scuffer'?"

"It's a policeman, dude."

"I thought they were called popos." Pops interrupted them, "PLLLEEAASSSEE?"

"Well sure Pops, hop on!" Rigby scooted over and patted the couch. Pops sat down and bounced up and down from his uncontrollable excitement while Mordecai passed out the overused controllers. He made himself first player, Rigby second, and Pops third.

"HEY MORDECAI! That's not fair! You said that I'd be first player this time!"

"Sorry dude but maybe next time." Mordecai put his feet on the table in front of him and started the game. Rigby mumbled to himself and Pops settled down. Mordecai and Rigby showed Pops all the controls and buttons in the game and taught him the rules. The game was about trying to escape from the police after robbing the national bank. All three were playing for about an hour and Pops wasn't that bad at the game; he beat Rigby's score and came in 2nd to Mordecai. Rigby hid his face as Mordecai was nudging him and laughing at the situation. Pops found it funny too and joined in on nudging the irritated raccoon. Pops and Mordecai's laughter, plus the mumblings from Rigby, woke up Benson from his pose and he finally sat up.

"Mordecai! Rigby! What have I told you about not playing games until your chores are done?"

"What are you talking about Benson? We finished all of our work today, right Rigby?"

Rigby smudged a smile and shook his head in agreement. Pops jumped into the conversation.

"OH BENSON! It's So much fun playing games. I simply enjoy it better than yoga!" Pops pressed the start button and played by himself. Benson ignored Pops and returned to his original conversation with Mordecai and Rigby.

"How long have I been in that pose? My back is-" he ached while stretching his back, "killing me."

"Only an hour I guess, so it's around 6:10-ish. We got plenty of time before we can head out!"

"Where are you two morons going tonight?" Rigby butted in,

"To the MOOOVVIIES! With LAADDIIEES! At EIIIGHT TWEENTY FFIVE! OOOOOOOOOOOHHH!"

Pops paused the game and looked at his watch.

"Um… Rigby. Actually it's 7:29 p.m."

Mordecai jumped out his seat and looked directly at Pop's watch. "OH MY GOD DUDE! IS IT REALLY? WE PLAYED LONGER THAN WE SHOULD HAVE!"

Mordecai went into panic mode and grabbed Rigby. Rigby was overwhelmed on how Mordecai grabbed him as he was tugged along for the ride. The two ran up the stairs, went to their bedroom and started putting formal clothes on. Rigby took his time getting ready, bringing out his clothes in order, while Mordecai was rushing like there was no tomorrow, throwing his clothes on. For a sec, Mordecai looked at the digital clock that showed that it was 6:31 p.m.

Ugh… Rigby forgot to change the clock for day-light savings time. Mordecai was annoyed at Rigby's irresponsibility and he wanted to tell Rigby that he screwed their scheduling up. But he rethought about it. Everyone makes mistake Mordecai; even you. Mordecai smiled to himself and regained focus.

After about fifteen minutes or so, Mordecai was dressed in his nice tuxedo with a red bouquet. With his long black slacks and squeaky, clean shoes, Mordecai was determined to impress Margaret with his fashion sense; even though the tuxedo was rented a week ago. Mordecai looked around and saw that Rigby, who came out from the bathroom across the hall, was wearing a formal purple shirt with some black slacks and shoes. Mordecai was quite impressed with his snazzy style but he felt like something was missing.

*Snaps* "You need a tie, dude!" Mordecai went to his drawls and pulled out a white and shiny tie with black streaks on the sides. "You can put on a tie, right?"

Rigby looked up at the tie. He never really liked wearing ties much and preferred just a dress shirt when dressing nice.

"I thought we were just going to the movies anyway dude! Not a classy restaurant."

"Well, yeah… but come on dude… do this for-"

Suddenly, Mordecai's phone started to ring on his bed. Mordecai reached for it and froze.

"Dude, Margaret is calling!"

"Well then… Answer it Man!"

Mordecai let out a breath and answered the call.

"Oh Hey Margaret...Yeah… uh huh… of course we're getting ready… what… a classy restaurant… her father really owns that place?... Wow, that's Great… okay see you then… yeah Rigby knows… okay… See you then!"

Mordecai hung up the phone and sat it back on the bed.

"Guess who's going out to Spaghatta's tonight after the movie?"

"ummm… who's going?"

"Ugh, we're going dude!"

"Oh Really? How man?"

"Well, Eileen's father owns the restaurant and she was able to convince him to let us have a free dinner there! Now you have no choice but to put this tie on. Please Dude! It will make it worth your while with Eileen!"

"Psssh. Eileen… please. I can do way better than her. Besides, I don't see how she really likes me." Rigby snatched the tie from Mordecai and faced the mirror, that was hanging on the door, to help himself put it on. Rigby was disgusted at the thought of being with that mole. He could only picture himself with Mordecai really; no one else would fit his criteria.

Mordecai chuckled a little and looked at the clock. It read 6:45 p.m. But Mordecai knew that it was an hour behind. He looked back at the raccoon and saw that he was struggling with the tie.

"Here dude, let me help you out with that." Mordecai crouched down to Rigby's height, reached over Rigby's shoulders and grabbed hold of the tie. Both of them were facing the mirror as he pulled Rigby closer and untangled the knots he made. Rigby could feel Mordecai's feathers brush against his shirt as he felt the heat of the avian. The cologne that the blue jay had on was strong yet desirable. Rigby looked away to one side, trying not to look into Mordecai's eyes as he felt the jay near him. He blushed a little and he slightly twisted his tail but at the same time tried so hard to fight with his emotions. He put on a straight face and was clenching his fists. Mordecai finally fixed up the tie and looked at Rigby in the reflection. He noticed that something was not right with Rigby as sweat was coming from his brow.

"Is it too tight on you dude? Here, let me loosen it." He turned Rigby around and tugged his tie. Mordecai grabbed the shorter length of the tie and loosened it up. He got closer to Rigby to fix the position of the tie. Face to face, his beak was barely touching Rigby's cheek as it brushed his fur for a millisecond. Rigby continued to struggle to keep a straight face as he gulped and pulled his collar. Mordecai did the final touches on his tie as he finally pulled the tie hard enough to make it look ready. When he did this, the pull forced Rigby to nudge forward and both of their faces came into contact. When Mordecai felt their cheeks touching, he felt Rigby's soft fur brush against his beak. Strangely, he liked the contact for a brief second before immediately snapping out of it and flinching back. Still in the same crouch position, he saw Rigby standing there with his body leaning forward and with his eyes closed. Rigby was lost in his own world, seeing Mordecai floating in his thoughts. He imagined Mordecai hugging him as he felt nothing else but blue and white plumage. Suddenly,

"RIGBY?"

Rigby opened his eyes. He was in utter confusion from what was going on as he saw his arms outstretched in front of him and his lips were barely pursed out. He fixed himself straight and flinched back. He and Mordecai were crouched in front of each other, both giving the same confused look. Only a few feet apart, they both stayed still, frozen from the contact they had just experienced. They stared at each other's eyes and stances, as they could not utter any words out. The only noise that was heard was the air conditioning; swift and subtle as it set the chills for the two. Questions popped in their heads as they continued to awkwardly stare at each other. In Mordecai's head, thoughts of his secret interest of Rigby popped up.

Oh shoot! I should have brushed him off faster! He doesn't suspect me of having any interest in him, right?

He then switched the subject in his head.

What was he doing anyway? He has been acting like that near me all day long; all with the eyes and zonings. Does he… does he…

(Mordecai scratched the idea out of his head.) No, that's impossible. He's been having an off day maybe. Besides, he's way more into girls. Never a guy.

It didn't take long for Mordecai to brake the awkward silence between the two.

"Ummm… Rigby… you've been acting weird all day with your… zoning and such and I'm… ummm… I'm wondering if you… like to tal-"

Rigby realized where Mordecai could be leading. He became nervous and started to sweat.

Oh no! Why was I acting that way? Mordecai doesn't think that- No… he can't know! Not now... I WON'T LET HIM FIND OUT!

Rigby wanted to avoid that conversation with Mordecai at all costs. He put his macho attitude on quick to change the subject.

"I'VE BEEN ACTING WEIRD? '(sarcastically)' Pleeease! You were the one tearing up in the bathroom today! WHAT'S UP WITH THAT?"

"Whoa dude, hold on a sec. I was just remembering something back then. Besides, it's none of your beeswax. But, hey, all day you've been staring at stuff and at me and you won't even admi-"

"STOP TALKING!" Rigby turned around and looked at his poor face in the mirror's reflection. He wiped his teary eyes and tried to hide his face from Mordecai. Mordecai obviously could tell that something was troubling Rigby, as if he was hiding something. Mordecai clenched his fists from the frustration and anguish. He wanted to dig up what was wrong with Rigby; to know what he was thinking when he zoned. But he figured it would be best to figure it out in time.

Mordecai let go of his anger and troubling thoughts. He sighed and sat on the bed. He looked at the late clock and then looked down at his slacks. He lowered his eyes and his eyes let a tear slip by. His voice died down as he spoke to the troubled raccoon.

"Dude, look. It's 7:57. Let's just… let's just forget what happened today. I'm sorry dude. I… I never wanted to hurt your feelings. I just... care about you… you're like a brother to me." Mordecai looked back at Rigby who had already turned around. Mordecai got up from the bed and got on one knee with his right wing outstretched. "You forgive me Rigs?"

Rigby looked at the wing and, with his teary eyes, smiled back at Mordecai. They shook in agreement. "Of course dude, if you are able to fix my tie?" Rigby pointed down to where the tie was pulled off to the side. They both laughed and Mordecai gave a playful punch to Rigby's arm. He then quickly fixed the tie and patted him on the back. After calming to mood down, Mordecai realized what he said earlier.

"Wait! Did I just say it was 7:5-? Dude, the movie's gonna start soon and I don't want to miss it."

They both fixed themselves up and bolted out the door and down the stairs. They asked Pops for the keys to his car and he reluctantly handed them over without anyone else knowing. The two ran into the garage and drove off in the fancy, manual stick shift car, and they 'hi fived' each other. Along the way, Rigby remembered the time when they tried to get phone numbers from any girl, with a smooth ride, so they could win a bet against Margaret and Eileen. However, they wrecked Pop's car by crashing into a tree.

"Mordecai, I actually don't understand how Pops forgot that we wreck his old car before."

"Umm… actually Rigby, I don't understand either. But oh well."

They both laughed and sang to some of the songs from the radio along the way. The sun was barely on the horizon as the darkness was creeping over the sky. Rigby looked at the streets and at the flashing advertisements that read 'CHOM'. His eyes then came upon a store that appeared to be, in his opinion, a comic store that was having a special sale.

"Hey Mordecai. Do you want to check out that comic store tomorrow?"

Mordecai peered over at the store and regained focus on the black road. "Sure dude. I haven't read anything since the time Skips showed us how to fix our computer."

Rigby looked away from Mordecai and blushed. Yes, more time with Mordecai! Score!


After a few minutes passed, they pulled up to the Regal's Movie Theater and parked. It was a busy night, by the amount of cars who have already taken over most of the spots in the parking lot. Mordecai and Rigby jumped out of the car and jogged toward the front of the theatre. They waited in a line with ten other people, a family of three came up to wait behind them. There were a father, mother, and a child. The parents were dressed in nice clothing yet they looked like they had bags under their eyes. The small child was a ginger-haired girl with freckles. She wore a small, pink bow on top of her light, red hair. She seemed nice at first appearance but in reality, she was really spoiled.

"MOM, DAD, I WANT SNACKS FOR THE MOVIE NOW!" Her parents said nothing against the girl and promised to get her some. She then smiled and giggled at the people around her, acting all cute after the tantrum. Rigby saw the whole thing and glared at her.

"Hmph… spoiled brat." The girl turned around from her parents and glared right back. Mordecai looked down from scanning the movie schedules and saw Rigby in a crouching stance; as if he was some sort of cowboy. "Rigby, what are you doing?"

"Me and little miss spotted face are having a glaring contest. You should join in with me dude! She can't compete with two… I mean four eyes!" Mordecai looked over and saw the ginger girl glaring at them.

"Dude, come on. She isn't worth your time. You're fighting with an eight year old practically."

"No, I'm fighting with a spoiled, girly brat!" Rigby's glare narrowed as Mordecai shook his head with a grin. Oh Rigby… you and your competitive spirit.

After three minutes in line, Mordecai and Rigby finally got their tickets to go see 'Rocketeers 3'. When they got the tickets, Rigby turned around and sticked his tongue out at the ginger girl. She gave a raspberry expression towards him as a counterattack before the blue jay and raccoon entered the theatre. It was hard to tell who was who in there as people were crowding around for snacks and restrooms. The two eventually spotted Margaret and Eileen near the ticket custodian. Margaret was wearing a black, long dress with yellow and white crescent lines going up. The shining lights in the theatre made Margaret glow as Mordecai marveled at the sight. Rigby looked up and then gave a cold stare towards Margaret. Right next to the beautiful avian was the mole, with curly hair and a small blue dress. You could tell that she had put on tons of makeup and was wearing six-inch heels. Eileen glanced over and saw the two boys. She tugged on Margaret and pointed. Then she yelled,

"HEY RIGBY!" Eileen started walking towards him with difficulty as she fobbed with her high heels. Rigby moaned to himself and acted as if he cared. She tripped and landed on his arms.

"Oh excuse me *giggled* what a coincidence." Rigby could see the obvious blushes on her cheeks as he fixed herself back up. Margaret and Mordecai followed close by and met up. After associating with themselves, they all showed their tickets to the custodian.

"Fine. Section A6, to your left. Enjoy the movie." Before they started heading their way, Eileen dramatically fell down and struggled to get back up.

"Oh Rigby! Help me out. Please?"

"Why don't you take the high heels off instead?" Eileen froze from the remark and stared at the ground. What should I say? She thought of the best excuse that she could think of.

"Ummm… But I like these shoes very much!" She gave a wide smile and giggled some more.

Rigby grunted at the lame excuse. She was never good at excuses. He sighed and put her arm around his shoulder. By height, Eileen appeared taller with the heels on as the short and annoyed raccoon guided her. Rigby took notice that Eileen wasn't being like herself tonight, but he ignored his thoughts as to why.

At Section A6, the dimmed room was pack with people and only some rows were left empty. Therefore, the four sat in the middle row on the left side with Margaret on the edge of the row, Mordecai beside her, Rigby beside him, and Eileen on the other side of Rigby. They got themselves adjusted when Eileen laid on Rigby's shoulder.

"Rigby, you are wearing a very nice tie! I like it!" She started twisting the tie around like she held the world with a string. Rigby was shocked on how Eileen was invading his personal bubble but did nothing of it. Usual he would, but he wanted Mordecai to think that he was getting close to Eileen. That way, Mordecai would never suspect him being gay until he let's his true feelings out. Only problem: when will that 'time' come? Rigby could never really answer that yet.

Rigby sat still and uncomfortable as he looked towards Mordecai, who gave him a thumbs up. Rigby faked a smile and gave a small thumbs up right back. The uncomfortable raccoon then felt Eileen playing with his fur. Okay… this has gone far enough. Rigby put on his sweet attitude as to not upset Eileen, even though he didn't care how she felt of him at the end of the day.

"Hey Eileen, can you lay off for a second. You're in my personal bubble."

"Well… I like bubbles!"

Really Eileen? That's strike number two for lame excuses tonight. She's either desperate for me or I'm wearing some sort of Axe cologne.

Rigby thought of way to get out of the uncomfortable situation and snapped his fingers.

"Hey Mordecai, you want to go grab some snacks with me before the movie?"

During Rigby's question, Mordecai was laughing at a silly joke Margaret made and noticed that Rigby said something. "Hahaha... Hold on dude, what did you say?" Rigby was annoyed on how Mordecai was too focused on Margaret. He didn't like repeating himself.

"Ugh, nothing Mordecai." Then Eileen butted in.

"Wait Rigby, can I go and get snacks with you?" She gave googol eyes to Rigby, hopefull that he would submit to her cute eyes. Her trick didn't work though as Rigby refused and focused back on the screen. However, the blue jay said the opposite.

"I'll go with you Eileen. Rigby can keep Margaret company for a bit. Hey Margaret, I'm going to get snacks with Eileen. Be right back!" Margaret waved back to them while Rigby tried to utter words to his disagreement of being stuck there. Nevertheless, he was left with Margaret, who was looking away from him.

After a minute of awkward silence, Rigby heard the familiar voice of the ginger haired girl across the theatre. Her voice's pitch was as high as the Eiffel Tower as she sat down with her parents; two seats away from Rigby. She glared at him and gave another raspberry expression. Rigby ignored her as he stared vaguely at the screen. The girl suddenly threw some popcorn at him, which scattered all over his shirt and tie. He looked right back at her with fire in his eyes. However, she acted as if she didn't do anything to him.

"Oh yeah, I'll show you." Rigby picked up all of the popcorn off him and threw it right into her curly hair. He snickered at his victory when Margaret saw what he did.

"RIGBY! What are you doing?"

"This girl was throwing popcorn at me! So I did her a favor and threw some right back."

"You think that I'm a fool, Rigby? Look at her. She looks like she would never hurt a fly. Rigby, you're a pig, you know that?" And just like that she looked away.

Rigby glared again at the back her weird shaped head. He never really did get along with Margaret. Never had, never will.

The ginger girl threw a popcorn kernel at Rigby to get his attention. "So, your name is Rigby? How silly."

"Yeah and what's it to you, brat?" Rigby continued to look forward.

"Actually my name's not brat. FYI, It's Olivia." She snickered and threw another kernel. "Seems like someone is having a problem with his girlfriend, don't you think?" Rigby peered at Olivia and narrowed his eyes. Wow, the girl knows a lot of stuff for a young age. Rigby snorted and got closer to Olivia and said under his breath,

"Well, FYI, she's not my girlfriend. So lay off… brat."

Olivia snorted and ate a huge amount of popcorn at once. They both looked away from each other until seconds later, Olivia threw even more popcorn at Rigby. Rigby was now getting really irritated. He imagined himself tying up the girl on a pole and blasting her away with popcorn. He twisted his body and growled at her.

"Do your parents even know if yo-" he looked over Olivia's head and saw that the parents were actually sound asleep. "You know what, it's ON!" Rigby picked up the popcorn and threw some at Olivia, who returned the favor. It was an epic popcorn war between the raccoon and the ginger girl. There were spectators watching the duel in front and behind the row where it took place. The two were actually getting along as they kept throwing and laughing at each other. During the middle of the conflict, Rigby accidently threw some buttery popcorn behind him; hitting Margaret in the face.

"WHAT THE FUCK RIGBY!" Rigby turned and saw that the popcorn was all over Margaret's dress. Rigby looked back quickly and saw that Olivia had already cleaned herself off and made herself look innocent again. People around them all looked at Rigby, who expected him to help the avian out. But he didn't care if Margaret was upset with him. Margaret started wiping the popcorn away, which the butter was smearing all over her dress.

"RIGBY, WHAT DO YOU GOT TO SAY FOR YORSELF?" Rigby faced Margaret and put on his best smile.

"Gosh Margaret I'm sooo sorry, here, let me give you a hand." Rigby rolled his eyes and asked someone for some napkins and received some.

"NO, I DON'T WANT YOUR HELP. YOU'VE DONE ENOUGH!" Margaret grabbed the napkins from the raccoon and picked some of the popcorn mess off her. Rigby was getting pissed at Margaret's irrational attitude.

"You know what Margaret, I hate it when you do this to me. When something bad happens to you, you act like its no big deal and you forgive whoever has brought harm to you. But when I do something to you by accident, you FREAK OUT AND YELL AT ME!"

Mostly everyone in the theatre heard Rigby and listened in on the commotion.

"WHAT DO YOU EXPECT, PIG? YOU WANT ME TO ACCEPT THE FACT THAT YOU'RE A DOUCHE WHO WILL NEVER GROW UP? WANT ME TO KISS YOUR FEET AND CONGRATULATE YOU ON BEING A COMPLETE GOOFBALL? YEESH, MORDECAI DESERVES A BETTER FRIEND THAN A GROSS AND IMMATURE PIG LIKE YOU!"

"OH REALLY? WELL I THINK I'M GOOD ENOUGH OF A FRIEND TO DO THIS TO HIS 'FARE' AND YET FOUL DATE!" And with that, Rigby snatched the bucket of popcorn from Olivia and dunked the whole bucket on Margaret. The warm butter oozed all over her as she screamed and started to rub the butter off her dress. Some people offered to help her, offering even more napkins, but Margaret told them all to get back. Meanwhile, someone from the top of the theatre yelled,

"HEY RACCOON! What makes you think that you can do that to your girlfriend?" This ticked off Rigby so much. He threw the bucket down and pointed at Margaret and looked up at the stranger.

"She's NOT MY GIRLFRIEND! ALL OF YOU, STOP LOOKING AT ME AND MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS!" Rigby stormed by Margaret and walked down the steps. Margaret spoke with harsh voice.

"Don't worry Rigby, you can bet that Mordecai will find out about your intolerable attitude. You'll see." Rigby paused and glared like a mad dog toward Margaret.

"Margaret, you are sooo fake, you know that? I rather be a pig than be you!" Rigby left the theatre without another word.

He stomped down the hallway to the restrooms, thinking of what were to come if that avian told everything to Mordecai.

Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit. Mordecai is not gonna like this! All the hard work I put into today, just to impress him, and what do I do? I screw it all up! Gosh, how did I let her get to me? That bitch! Why does she bring so much agony? Why does she have to be… Mordecai's dream girl?... It's not fair!

Rigby slammed the sink and moaned to himself. How is he going to react? Will he be pist at me? Will I lose him as a friend? Will I ever catch his heart after this? Rigby was full of misery and thoughts as he went into one of the stalls and cried to himself.

Oh Mordecai… I'm sorry dude...

Minutes passed and Rigby finally got to his feet. He fixed himself up and cleared his eyes. He thought about how today went for him.

Gosh, today has been a tear-jerking day. He chuckled to himself as he tried to bring his spirit up. But he knew that he couldn't avoid the inevitable doom that was bound to come, since Margaret hated him so.

Rigby sluggishly headed back to theatre, where the movie had been playing for about twenty-five minutes. He could see all three of them watching the movie, who were amazed at the special effects. Olivia appeared to have gotten another bucket of popcorn. Rigby walked up slowly and stood near Margaret. He was about to scoot on down the row when Mordecai looked at Rigby and commented,

"Hey, where have you been, dude? You've miss the beginning!" Rigby looked up in shock. Wait, he doesn't know yet? Rigby quickly scooted in and sat down, where Eileen laid on Rigby once again, making him feel uncomfortable. He looked at Margaret, since he was confused at the fact that neither Mordecai nor Eileen knew what happened earlier. She didn't look back at him though.

Mordecai got to the edge of his seat as a big explosion happened in the scene. Mostly everyone cheered on the Rocketeer as he saved the girl from danger. Rigby would have cheered too, but he continued to stare at Margaret.

Wow, she really didn't tell Mordecai what happened! I guess I had her wrong in the first place! She is sincerely a nice and kind avian.

Minutes passed and the Rocketeer was already saving another chic from the evil prince. Everyone were on the edge of his or her seat in the theatre except for Rigby, Eileen (who was still holding Rigby), Olivia's sleeping parents, and Margaret. Margaret, when Mordecai wasn't looking, peered at Rigby, who also looked back at her. Rigby wanted to show his appreciation and gave his best smile and thumbs up. He mouthed. "Thank you So Much, I owe you one!"

But Margaret immediately shook her head slowly and lowered her brows. With a cold stare, she mouthed the words,

"I'm Blackmailing you, pig."

And with that, Rigby's smile dropped as great tribulation filled up his soul. He looked straight at the movie, his face showing no expression except for his wide eyes and small pupils. ...How… how could she? The movie showed the evil prince exploding into a thousand pieces as everyone, except Rigby (and Olivia's two parents), stood up and cheered. Rigby watched the scene of the explosion, taking in every detail, as it felt like this was happening inside of him. He felt like his whole world exploded as he stared deeply into the film. While everyone continued to cheer during the movie, no one paid attention to Rigby as he zoned. He was lost in his worrisome thoughts. Is she really gonna screw up my friendship with Mordecai? She wouldn't dare to! I'd tear her into pieces! His fists slowly clenched as he bit his bottom lip.


After the roof-raising movie, which ended in another explosion, everyone were getting up and starting to head out. Eileen was already gone to the bathroom before it ended, so Rigby took his time getting up. He looked and saw that Margaret and Mordecai were already at the bottom, leaving ahead of him. Rigby sighed and got to his feet. He saw Olivia trying to get her parents up from their seats, since they were still sleeping. Olivia looked somewhat sad.

Huh, why would she be sad? She helped screw up my night. And yet, something's telling me to talk to her. Should I? Maybe she's not that bad of a person after all, compared to someone I know. He looked back at the parents and struck a conversation with Olivia.

"Whoa, are your Parents still asleep?" Olivia noticed Rigby and continued to nudge her parents.

"Ugh, yeah. They've been working all day. They were fortunate enough to go see a movie tonight with me…" She paused and looked directly at him. "Actually, do you mind helping me with them?"

"Well, FYI, you could just throw something at them to wake them up. That's how my best friend wakes me up." Olivia took in the advice and picked up the extra some extra popcorn. "Thanks."

Humph, nothing left to say, I guess… Rigby started to head out when Olivia spoke out.

"You know, you shouldn't let Margaret get to you. I can tell you have that fighting spirit." Rigby froze and slowly turned back. Olivia continued. "I bet you can overcome her blackmailing scheme. Besides, blackmailing in my book is soooo lame. Just don't let her win, okay?" Rigby was shocked at how the girl knew so much about his situation.

"Wait, did you see what she was mouthing to me?"

"Oh sure. 'I'm blackmailing you, pig.' *Pfft* you know, she looks like a nice avian at first, but I never trust someone by first appearances. I mean,... just look at me." She started throwing some popcorn kernels at her parents, which were waking them up slowly. Rigby was impressed with the girl's advice, yet confused.

"Why are you acting so nice to me?" Olivia turned back at him and smiled.

"I'm only nice to those who are trying to be true to themselves. Not those who 'act' like someone they are not. Besides, you seem like a very honest raccoon and I admire you for that. Someday, I want to be me and have people who like me for me. But until then, I'm going to keep getting what I want by acting innocent." She finally got her parents to wake up and started acting all cute and sweet again. Rigby gave a smug and walked away from the three.

Oh, the irony of it all…

She didn't know of his secret interests. That's what was so ironic.

On his way out, he felt a small popcorn kernel hit the back of his head, which interrupted his thoughts. He turned around and saw that the three, including Olivia, were gone.


Later that night, the four went out of the theatre to the outside, where the stretched clouds covered the moon. It was around 10:42 and Eileen was calling her dad to let him know that they were coming to Spaghetta's. Mordecai was so excited about going. He hollered,

"SPAAAGHETTAAA'S!" Rigby joined in and yelled with him. Margaret giggled and smiled sweetly.

"I love the part where the prince exploded!" She eyed towards Rigby and said slowly, "That was my favorite!" Mordecai exclaimed,

"Really? That was my favorite part too!" Mordecai smiled brightly as Rigby just snorted to himself. Eileen stumbled back, with her high heels, and told them that the tables were ready and set.

"Cool then, we'll see you guys there!" Margaret gave a wink and waved to Mordecai. Mordecai felt as if his insides were melting. Eileen eyed Rigby and gave a wink too. "See you there Rigby!" She blushed and the two groups departed.

While Mordecai and Rigby walked to Pop's car, Mordecai rocked his head up and down while fist pumping the air. He noticed that Rigby was sort of slumping.

"Come on Rigby! Were going to have and awesome dinner with Margaret and Eileen! Aren't you EXCITED? Wait a second... I know what's wrong with you… you're tired from the movie, right? Come on, dude, wake up and join me!" He continued to do his victory dance.

Rigby really wasn't in the mood, but he couldn't let down his friend.

Rigby. You gotta focus, man. Besides, Mordecai is dating the one he has always wanted to be with, even though you disagree. Don't break his spirit, man. You got to show that you care! You are always there for him and this is not the time to stop!

Rigby brought himself together and pulled enough energy to dance with Mordecai all the way to the car. They drove off the parking lot and stopped at a stop light. Coincidently, the girls were already in front of them, waving behind and giggling. Mordecai waved back to Margaret and Rigby faked a smile and waved to Eileen. When the stoplight turned green, Mordecai sat back down and drove behind the girls.

"Dude, I haven't been this happy in ages. I feel like... me and Margaret were always supposed to be… together. You feel that way about Eileen?" Rigby looked off to the side, hiding his mundane expression.

"Oh, yeah. Sure."

Rigby could see Margaret in the driver's seat and Eileen in the passenger's seat. He noticed that Margaret was giving the same cold stare directly at him when she had the chance. Like another Olivia, Rigby gave back the same glare towards her. He was determined not to let this avian get to him, even if she was blackmailing him.

Oh, this calls for war. She'll never break me from Mordecai and I won't let her. Never had, never will.


Thank you for reading the story so far! Sorry for the long delay but I've been really busy lately and I needed to get school stuff done with. But anyways, PLEASE leave Reviews and comments! (Even if you don't like the story.) I want to know what all of you think so far. Trust me; it's going to get better! :)

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