A/N: Hello once again! I am here to update. thanks again to both pinkluver93 and jster1983 for giving this chapter.
After bringing Rigby home from the hospital (because he laughed so hard at the phone prank the literally split his side and they had to rush him to the hospital) they laid him down on his bed and then Benson told everybody to leave, except for Mordecai and Rigby.
"See, THIS is what happens when you pull pranks! Somebody gets HURT!" Benson was furious with them, but even more so when he saw the hospital bill.
"But Benson, Rigby was just being an idiot and hurt himself laughing! I told him to stop after 2 hours!" Mordecai argued.
"Hey! Not helping here!" Rigby said, defending himself.
Benson pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed. "Look, I willing to put this all behind us if you promise not to pull any more pranks." He said.
Mordecai and Rigby looked at each other. Stop pulling pranks on Benson. No way. Uh-un. Ain't gonna happen. They had only just gotten started. But how to break it to him...
"Look, Benson." Mordecai started. "We can't stop pulling pranks on you. Sorry, but we just can't stop."
"And why can't you stop?" Benson asked.
Mordecai was thinking of a way to tell him something when Rigby said the worst thing he could've said
"We're are in the middle of a war... A PRANKING WAR! And we're out to get revenge on you, Benson! Rigby started twirling around, but stopped when he saw the looks on their faces, Benson furious and Mordecai scared.
"Revenge? Revenge on what?" Benson asked.
"Uhhhhhhhh.." both Mordecai and Rigby said, looking at each other. Benson then went into a rage.
"THAT'S IT! IF YOU TWO PULL ANY MORE PRANKS ON ME OR ANYBODY, YOU'RE FIRED!" After that, Benson left to cool down.
I guess we can't prank Benson anymore, dude." Mordecai said sadly and then laid down on his bed.
Rigby was shocked at this. "But Mordecai, we can't, not now!"
Mordecai shot back. "But we can't dude! Benson will fire us!"
But Rigby would not give up. "Please Mordecai, just one more prank?" He gave Mordecai that pleading, baby-ish look on his face. Mordecai gave in.
"Okay, dude. One more prank."
The next day, Rigby was telling Mordecai about his hospital stay while playing video games.
"Dude, the room was so white! And the room smelt so weird. It was so chemical-iy smelling. And everybody was so professional. And, dude, you'll never believe this! Someone died right next to me, dude!"
That caught Mordecai's attention. "Seriously, dude?"
"Yeah, dude. I'm not kidding. It was a old guy and his heart just gave out on him."
Mordecai was surprised. And worried about Rigby having nightmares or being mentally scarred or something like that. He didn't want to go through that again.
"Well, are you okay with that? Rigby?"
But Rigby wasn't answering. He had a pondering look on his face that quickly changed into a mischievous face. He looked at Mordecai with an evil look on his face.
"No, dude. We are not killing Benson." Mordecai said quickly.
"I didn't mean that." Rigby said. "Let's just pretend he's dead."
"Dude, what the "H"! We can't just pretend that Benson is dead! How would we pull that off?"
But Rigby had thought of this. "Well, we can call up his relatives and tell him he died!"
Mordecai was surprised. No, not surprised, astounded. This was wrong on so many levels.
"Absolutely not, dude. Besides, we don't know if Benson has any relatives. And, even if he does have relatives, how are we gonna lie to them and tell them that Benson is 'dead'." Mordecai stated, trying to get the idea out of Rigby's head.
"So, well just look through his stuff and see if he does." Rigby had really thought this through.
"Yeah, but we can go through his stuff. And how would his relatives believe us and what would we tell them." Mordecai asked, hoping Rigby would just give up.
"Well tell them he drowned and that we are the undertakers. And we will reserve a funeral time slot to make it real, and we will tell Benson to come and when his family and friends get there, we will surprise them and we'll be all like "in ya face" and "OOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Rigby exclaimed, mimicking himself while dancing around the room.
Mordecai knew there was no way out of this. He was just hoping that he of Rigby wouldn't get fired.
"Okay, dude. But you're doing all the dirty work."
"Fine. But you don't know what you're missing out on. More for me! OOOHHHHHHHH!"
After Benson told them that he was leaving for the night to go home, Mordecai and Rigby put the plan into action. Since Benson's office door was locked, they had to use a bobby pin to picklock it, which neither of them knew how to do, so it took a while. Finally, after 45 minutes, and over a dozen bobby pins, they were in.
Since Mordecai did not want to get in trouble for snooping, he volunteered to wait outside and stand watch while Rigby searched for Benson contact info.
After about thirty minutes, Mordecai was getting impatient.
"Hurry up, Rigby!" Mordecai whispered. "You've been in there for over half an hour!"
No response.
Then, Rigby came out, holding a file that said TOP SECRET.
Mordecai and Rigby then rushed up to their rooms and locked the door.
When they had set down on Mordecai's bed, they both open the file.
Inside it was everything that they needed to know about Benson.
Down toward the bottom, it had his contact info for both of this parents:
Bartholomew Thadeius Wallace Phone # 756-587-2489
Beulah Rebeccak Wallace Phone # 756-587-2489
Mordecai and Rigby looked at each other, nodded, and then picked up the phone and started to dial...
In the city of Emporia, Virginia, There was a married couple of gumball machines living in a mid-size house. They were in their late forties early fifties and were happily married (what they would call happy is not your happy) for 28 years.
"BEAU, DO YOU KNOW WHERE THE SCISSORS ARE?"
"THERE ARE IN THE TOP DRAWER, BART!"
Yep, happily married.
Bea sighed. She was 50 years old and had two children. She and her husband Bart was raised on the principle that being loud and yelling is the key to get everything you want. And that was a lesson that they both accepted and passed along to their children and grandchildren. Well, tried anyway. Their daughter Bea was naturally loud and had anger issues like the rest of her family. But their son, Benson and Bea's son, Braxentin (short for Brax) were unusually quiet. benson eventually became loud, but not loud enough to them.
Now, about Bea's husband... He was a good person, just soooo quiet. And that's probably where Brax got it from. Now don't get Beau wrong, she likes Glenn, he very wealthy. He owns a business that sells eco-friendly cars. Bea was a fashion designer of clothes that are very popular. And Brax is only six but is a kid genius but has a tendency to get into trouble.
So they were living the good life.
And Benson... well he ended up working at a park as a manager there.
It's better than being a hobo.
Just then the phone rang, jerking her out of her thoughts.
"Hello?" She answered loudly. On the other end, Mordecai and Rigby had to jerk the phone away from their ears to prevent themselves from going deaf.
"Uhh...yes, do you have a son named Benson Wallace?" Mordecai said speaking in a professional voice.
"Yes, I do. Why are you asking?" Beau replied, sounding worried. Benson may not have been the best son ever but that doesn't mean that she doesn't love him.
"Well, I regret to inform you but your son Benson drowned five hours ago while walking around the park."
Beau felt like her heart had stopped. Bart had sensed this and walked over and placed a hand on her shoulder.
"H-how d-did he drown?" Beau stuttered, afraid to ask. Bart looked like beau did earlier now.
"Well, your son Benson was making final rounds when a crazy guy on a lawn mower hit him and knocked him unconscious. He then fell into the water and drowned." Mordecai said, trying to keep a serious face.
"Oh my..." Beau was about to faint. Bart asked her what was wrong, and she told him. Then Bart took over the phone and Mordecai told Bart what he had told Beau. Then Bart took the phone.
"Where can we arrange the funeral?" he asked solemnly. Mordecai told him that the funeral was already arranged for the next Wednesday. Bart thanked him and hung up the phone and turned around to comfort his wife. How were they gonna tell Bea?
As soon as Rigby put down the phone, Rigby burst out into laughter.
"HAHAHA! Dude, they totally fell for it!"
"Rigby, that was wrong, dude! I wish we hadn't done it now. They really think Benson's dead!" Mordecai exclaimed.
"Oh, quit being a wuss, Mordecai! They'll find out at the funeral that Benson's not dead."
"And they'll be pissed! Think about it, dude. Benson's family." Mordecai tried to drill through his head. Unfortunately it didn't work.
The day of the 'funeral', there was a lot of crying and sadness. Except for Rigby, who was as giddy as a horse, Mordecai, on the other hand, was freaking out.
"Dude there gonna be soooo mad! We should just leave now!" Mordecai tried to back out.
"Mordecai, I already told Benson to come down here." And just on cue, Benson flew through the door, scaring everybody.
"WHAT'S GOING ON IN HERE?" He screamed. His family looked at him in shock.
"B-b-Benson?" His mother stuttered.
'Mom? Dad? Bea? What are you doing here?" Benson asked, confused.
Bea stood up. "Well, those two told us you got hit by a crazy guy on a lawn mower who knocked you unconscious and you fell into a lake and drowned and died."
Then everybody sort of froze in relization. They had been tricked. All of them turned to face Mordecai and Rigby, who was rolling around on the floor laughing.
"Oh, man! We got you guys good!" Rigby was in his own little world by then. mordecai was trying to warn him about the immediate danger they both were in.
"YOU TRICKED US!" They all screamed. Then they ran after them. Mordecai picked up Rigby and ran out of the building. And Rigby was still laughing like a maniac.
One week later, Mordecai and Rigby were on trash duty as their punishment for their little prank. The only reason why they weren't fired is because Brax made a point saying that they deserved to be punished, not homeless.
And Rigby thought it was still funny.
FINISHED THIS CHAPTER! finally. Sorry I took so long. I got busy and I forgot about this. the next chapter will be short but after that, I will take suggestions again. It will be soon.
See ya soon!
