Chapter 6: 2nd Attempt
Mordecai sped down the road as quickly as possible. Two beer bottles clacked on the floorboards, and the cart kept hitting bumps, slamming Mordecai's head against the roof.
"Fuck! That one hurt!" he screamed after hitting one.
A few hours later, he arrived at an adoption clinic named Baby Blossoms. He went through the doors and tried to act as sober as possible. He wasn t drunk, but he had a buzz. Still yet, he made it oblivious to the receptionists, and tried once more to obtain a baby.
"Baby Blossoms day-care service and adoption clinic, how may I help you?" asked Margaret, who gasped when she looked up. "Mordecai?"
"Margaret? Hey! Long time no see!"
"What are you doing here, Mordecai?"
"Margaret, Rigby's been out of town for a few days and I want to surprise him when he gets home. We want a baby, Margaret. We really want one."
"Oh... Mordecai, giving babies to homosexuals is against our poli-"
"The policy bullshit again?" screamed Mordecai, cutting off Margaret. "All I want is a baby, why is that so much to ask?" Mordecai began to bawl.
"I'm gonna go get another receptionist..." Margaret ran in the other room and another woman came out of the same door, her name-tag saying 'June'.
"June, why is it that your policy prohibits homosexual couples from adopting?" Mordecai asked, in the most formal tone he could.
"It just is, quit bitching." said June, who quickly covered her mouth then continued.
"I'm sorry, sir, but this adoption clinic does not adopt out to homosexual couples."
"Fuck you! All you people care about is your precious money!" screamed Mordecai, catching everyone's stare.
"Sir, please calm down! I am just saying our policy forbids handing over children to gays!" said June, who was frightened by the sudden outburst.
Mordecai slammed his hands down on the counter and broke down, sobbing. "Please..." he said, pitifully, through his tears, "I have so much love to give..."
Rigby burst through the doors. "Wait! I have an appeal!"
"E-excuse me sir?" asked the woman.
"I got it signed. By the president! It is now illegal for you not to adopt us a child!" Rigby said with a smile.
"Sir, this signature is obviously forged."
"You have no way to prove that!"
"Yes I do, my brother is part of the CIA, and has direct connections with the president. In fact, let me dial him up right now..." she trailed as she pulled out a Nokia phone.
"N-no wait, it is forged... We just... We want a child so badly, we feel so alone, and I only have a year to live." said Rigby.
"Rigby, what do you mean only a year?" said Mordecai, his voice trembling with fear as all his extremities and limbs began shaking.
"Mordecai, I have..."
"Rigby, I'm so happy you re back!" Mordecai picked Rigby up in his wings and Rigby blushed at the delayed reaction. "But why do you think you only have a year to live?"
"Not think, know... Mordecai... I... Well here, I ll tell you the story..."
