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'Jump! I said jump, not duck!'

The two sat on their couch, playing some video games as Rigby suggested that was what should cheer him up. The two were getting frustrated, concentrating hard on the game and loosing focus. Their fingers tapped the buttons furiously, not taking their eyes of the small screen from afar.

'Augh! This is too hard!' Rigby yelled, slamming the controller onto the ground as the screen flashed white lights that said 'Game Over'. Rigby crossed his arms, sinking deeper into the couch giving a glare to the TV screen as it said 'Continue or Quit' Mordecai just gave a loud sigh, turning away from the screen and resting his eyes. He sat there for a second, as still as a wall not taking any sudden movements thinking about Margaret.

'Ugh, that was so awkward today! How am I ever gonna be friends with her when Rigby get's the wrong idea?'Mordecai thought, half opening his eye lids. His eyes rolled to the right, looking towards the small raccoon who was now fiddling with his controller, standing next to the table. His face was almost all squished together, pouting silently and his shoulders crouched up against his neck. Mordecai gave a slight smile, he couldn't help but think that Rigby was hilarious when he was annoyed.

'Ha, he's pretty funny when he does that. Rigby can usually turn my frown upside down,'Mordecai thought, staring down at Rigby while the raccoon turned of the game system.

'Hey, Rigby, you got a missed call,' Mordecai said, sitting up and looking down towards Rigby's cellphone that sat on the table. The top light blinked a bright green, letting him know he had a missed call.

'I do?' Rigby questioned, stepping over to his small cellphone. The raccoon scanned through, tapping a few buttons and announced 'It was Eileen. I wonder what she wanted,' Rigby called Eileen's number, pressing the phone against his furry head and hearing the ringing sound pass through his ear softly.

'Hello?' Eileen asked, picking up from the other line.

'Hey, Eileen! I got a missed call from you,' Rigby explained. Meanwhile, Mordecai closed his eyes a second time, drooping off to sleep. His head stuck against the soft fabric of the couch, and began to snore slightly.

'Oh, hey Rigby! I just wanted to ask, do you and Mordecai want to accompany Margaret and I for a movie at my place tonight?' she asked, waiting for the raccoons answer.

'That sounds awesome! Sure, we'd love to go,'

'Okay then. Wait... You know where my house is, right?'

'Yeah, I remember. What time?'

'We'll watch the movie at 8, is that okay?'

'Sure! See you then, bye for now,' Rigby replied.

'Bye!' Eileen said back, hanging up off the phone. Rigby grinned put down the phone, feeling a jitter of excitement rush through his body. He jumped onto the couch, standing next to his taller friend and noticed he had fallen asleep.

'Mordecai!' Rigby yelled, shaking the blue jay's shoulders. Mordecai's eyes sprung open, turning his head left and right, looking quite startled. His eyes were in shock and he yelled 'YES SIR! EVERYTHING IS- Oh, wait, it's just you,'

'Guess what Eileen said?' Rigby asked.

'I don't know, what?' Mordecai replied, returning back to normal.

'She suggested that we all go to Eileen's house to watch a movie! You, me, Eileen and Margaret!'

Mordecai's eyes widened, hearing the red robin's name escape from the raccoons mouth. He slightly shivered, blinking a few times and sitting in the same position for a few seconds.

'Margaret?' Mordecai asked, making sure his ears were working properly.

'Yeah! Margaret's gonna go,'

'Dude! No way! I'm not going, tell Eileen we're not going to go,' Mordecai forced, standing up from the couch on his two feats and walking towards the stairs. Rigby followed the blue jay on all fours, tapping his wing before Mordecai would go upstairs.

'Well... Um, I, kinda, already said yes to her...' Rigby told him awkwardly rubbing his other arm with his right hand, stepping back a few steps. Mordecai's eyes widened even further, jumping off the bottom step and looked straight into the raccoons eyes with an evil glare.

'WHAT! How could you!' he yelled, leaning over to Rigby's face. The raccoon whimpered, feeling the loud sounds of Mordecai's voice travel through his fragile mind.

'Look, I'm sorry...'

'No, you're not. I can tell you don't mean it, dude! Why didn't you ask me first?' Mordecai complained, frantically flapping his wings. Rigby stared back at the blue jay, almost in complete shock as his eyes scanned the whole of his friends angry facial expression. The raccoon noticed that Mordecai's hands were on his hips and he leaned over to his left, almost looking sort of feminine to Rigby. But, the raccoon had never seen the blue jay this annoyed before, besides the time they got stuck in the meat locker. Mordecai's glare almost seemed the psychically hurt the raccoon, as sparks of anger rose from his eyes and somehow transferred into Rigby's body, feeling guilty inside.

'I know... I made a huge mistake, and I'm really sorry! Can you forgive me?' Rigby asked, cocking his head to the side and raising his small eyebrow. The blue jay turned around with a loud sigh, slowly climbing the stairs.

'Maybe later...' he replied, feeling quite tired but still held the anger in his tone of voice. The blue jay stepped up the stairs and disappeared down the hall, while Rigby watched feeling terrible inside.

'Why am I feeling so sorry for him? I've felt this way before, but now, I'm feeling ten times worse... Could this be the power of friendship...?' Rigby asked himself, with his eyes as round as a white, perfect moon. He stood there for a second, but then bent over to the side and burst into laughter.

'Ha, that last part sounded so gay!' the raccoon quickly breathed, trying to catch his breath from what he had said. He wiped a few wet tears from his eyes and continued to slightly smirk for a few moments, thinking about what he had just said.

'It would have been funnier if I said that and Mordecai was here though,' he said aloud, giving a small and lonely sigh.

'RIGBY! You're supposed to be doing work!'

The raccoon's ears slightly perked up, hearing a ring of anger from a certain gumball machine. Rigby slowly turned around, seeing Benson standing in the middle of the entrance to the kitchen holding a clipboard in his small arms and held a frustrated expression.

'Oh, hey, Benson...' Rigby trailed off, rubbing his other arm and looked over to the side, trying to avoid any sort of eye contact to his boss.

'You. Mordecai. START WORKING NOW!' Benson screamed, with his gumballs turning dangerously, dark red.

'Well, Mordecai's... Sort of, sick at the moment,'

'Sick? Ha, sure. Like I'd believe you,' Benson replied in a monotone voice, crossing his arms.

'Well, he's just upset at the moment,'

'Too bad. You tell him to do his job or else you'll both be FIR-'

'It's okay, Benson. We're sorry, we'll get right too it,' Mordecai said, stepping down the stairs after hearing the conversation between the two from the top of the steps.

'Good. Now get to it, NOW!' Benson shouted. The two looked at each other with worried expressions, and ran quickly out the front door.

'Geez. Benson is so annoying,' Rigby complained, stepping down the front stairs.

'Yeah, you're right. He's more annoying than you,'

'Ha ha! That's so-Hey!' Rigby argued, understanding Mordecai's cruel joke. The two both laughed, as they walked down the parks path and continued to giggle in time.

'So, I guess you're better now?' the raccoon asked, with a small smile coming to his face.

'Yeah, I'm sorry, dude. It's just, I don't really want to see Margaret,' the blue jay sighed, leaning over and letting his arms drag down closer to the ground.

'Well, we'll have to go there anyway, but, if you don't want to stay there anymore, like if it get's awkward, we can leave,' Rigby explained.

'How will we convince them that we want to leave?'

'We'll just say that Benson wants us to do some extra work tomorrow,'

'But it's Saturday,' Mordecai smirked, looking down at the raccoon. Rigby's smile disappeared from his face and he didn't know what to say next.

'Uh... Just go along with it. They won't notice that tomorrow's Saturday,'

'Fine, we'll do that then. What time are we going?' Mordecai asked, heading towards the shed at the end of the park.

'Well, we'll go at 7:30 because we will be watching the movie at 8:00,' Rigby replied, tugging on the shed door and slowly pulling it open. Mordecai grabbed onto the smooth handle of the door, sliding it faster than Rigby's weak attempt. The raccoon looked up the Mordecai with surprise, only just noticing that Mordecai was helping him open the door.

'Aw, I thought I suddenly got stronger when opening the door. I then realized that you started to help me,' Rigby pouted, crossing his arms. Mordecai just laughed with amusement, wiping the few tears that came from his eyes.

'Ha! You'll never be stronger than me, dude. I'm the strongest, you're the weakest. I'll always be stronger than you,'

'Yeah, you don't have that much muscles though. It's just because you're too tall,' the raccoon pointed out, eying Mordecai's arm.

'Or maybe because you're weak,' the blue jay laughed. Rigby just gave a glare, staring directly at his friend while he laughed. Mordecai stopped laughing and they both stood awkwardly staring at each other, while Rigby continued to glare angrily at him. Mordecai always thought that his friend was funny when he was angry. The blue jay always chucked on the inside when he saw the raccoons dark eyes all squished up together and his mouth so tiny that it said 'Don't mess with me,'Mordecai thought he looked sort of... Cute, in a friendly sort of way.

'Ha, I love it when he does that. It's kind of cute, in a weird way... Hold up, what am I thinking?'Mordecai thought, stammering through his mind and messing up his own thoughts.

The two began to shake their heads, getting out of their own thoughts and began to start their work.

'Why do I keep having these thoughts about Rigby?'Mordecai continued to think.

Yaaay! Thank you guys for the reviews, it will get better much later. Try and bare with his for now xD What will happen when the twosome go to Eileen's place? Why does Mordecai feel this way about Rigby? Will Benson ever take a chill pill? Will I ever become a better writer? And most importantly... Will my Pop's T-Shirt from Hot Topic ever get here! (I'm Australian, I have to wait a month for certain reasons). These questions may be answered soon! Thanks so much for reading!