Mordecai and Rigby called the very next day. They had to mow the lawn in ninety plus degree weather, which was fair enough to ask for help. I got ready to leave and something on TV caught my eye. The news was on.
"A criminal guilty of attempted robbery has escaped from the local jail as of 12:30 last night."
"Great, just what this town needs," I muttered, turning off the TV.
As I left the house, the thought of the robber from last Friday entered my mind, and I couldn't help but wonder if it was him. I shrugged it off, knowing that he wasn't smart enough to escape jail. And why would he want to anyway? His sentence couldn't be that bad, unless he was the laziest bastard alive. However, it wouldn't surprise me if he was.
Oh well. He's still too stupid to get out.
Benson was pretty surprised to see that I was helping with the lawn, let alone for no pay. Not to mention the weather was unbearable. Standing out in the sun for more than a few moments exhausted me. We picked up the old fashioned push mowers.
"Thanks for helping with the lawn, Kaira," Mordecai said.
"No biggie, I needed to get outside." We pushed the mowers up a big hill.
"Ugh, this sucks!" Rigby groaned.
"What I wouldn't do for a riding mower right now," I mused.
"We had one, but Muscle man broke it."
"Psh, friggen Muscle Man…"
We got to the top of the hill, having a pretty good view of the park. I stared condescendingly at the slope. Suddenly, an idea pushed its way into my brain.
"Hey, do we have any ice blocks?"
"Uh yeah, why?"
"Can we go grab'em? I'll show ya."
"Sure, I'll grab'em," Mordecai offered. He ran off towards the garage.
"Oh! And get some towels!"
"Isn't it a little early to start slacking off?" Rigby inquired.
"It's not slacking. We'll still be mowing the lawn."
Mordecai came back with three ice blocks ad some towels. I grabbed a block and draped a towel over it. "Check this out," I uttered to them. I hopped up onto it, mower in hand. I kicked off, sliding rapidly down the slope. A trail of fresh cut grass was left behind. I whooped as I slowly came to a halt.
"You guys have gotta try this!"
I faintly heard Rigby yell "Race ya down the hill!" and they took off. Mordecai, being able to build more momentum, made it down first, with Rigby in close second.
"That was awesome! Let's do it again!"
We raced down the hill several times until it was pretty much shaved clean. That whole area was mowed in about 15 minutes. We were just moving to the next hill. As I slid down, I went from crouching to standing, leaning forward the whole time. However, I built up more speed than I thought, causing me to move farther, and running me smack-dab into a tree. I absorbed some of the impact with my arms, but it still hurt like a bitch. I was laughing too hard to feel much, though.
"Oh my gosh! Are you okay?" Mordecai asked.
"Not unless you caught that on camera!" I laughed.
"You should've seen how fast you were going!" Rigby beamed.
"I'm just lucky I didn't kill anyone!" I mused.
"Oh, but you have."
I turned around to see who spoke; the voice was vaguely familiar, but smoother.
"You've killed yourself, just by being here."
There he was, low and behold, the robber from the coffee shop.
Fuck my life…
This can't be good. There'll be quite a bit of violence in the next chapter, which should be up soon. Until then, enjoy! Oh and one more thing, the mowers are the ones from Temp Check in the beginning of the episode.
