Rest and Relaxation is Needed

"Okay, guys. Busy day." Benson looked down at his clipboard. "Busy day. Skips, the cart needs an oil change. Muscle Man, you can leave now for moving into your new place. Thomas and CJ, you two can run the snack Bar. Fives, Mordecai, and Rigby, you three can mow the lawn. Alright, everyone, get to work!"

Benson went around the house to find the hose. He drug it out to the front where his car is. He filled the bucket with water and dunked his sponge in.

"Hey, Benson. Need some help?" Benson turned around and looked at Quips.

"Oh, sure. You can probably put Alex in the house and grab a sponge. Thanks."

Benson continued with washing the hood when the yeti returned. The two worked in silence. After about a half hour, they finished up and Mordecai walked by.

"Hey, Benson. I'm gonna leave. I already finished my section. See ya!"

Benson shook his head. I can't focus on them right now. I have to make this night perfect or Audrey will hate me.

Mordecai drove the cart over to the coffee shop. He wanted to make a date with Margaret. Walking in, he saw Margaret standing in the back. He decided to sit down and wait. After about ten minutes, Margaret walked out. "Hey, can I take your or- Oh, hey Mordecai." She mumbled.

"You don't seem too happy today."

"I've just been stressed out lately. Eileen's old boyfriend came back and she doesn't know what to do with him and Rigby. My apartment is being fumigated so I have to live with Eileen again. And the shop's been crazy and the heat sucks."

"Hey. We should do something to get your mind off things."

"You mean as a group?"

"Whatever you want."

She flashed a smile at him. "Pick us up tomorrow after my shift. Bring Rigby."


Benson looked at himself in the mirror. Okay, just make a good impression. You've seen them before, they don't look scary. But if they want to go to a fancy restaurant.. Oh, boy. I'm in for it now. He sighed and looked at the time. It was 5:27. Great, It's time to leave. The gumball machine walked downstairs and looked around for Skips. He found the yeti in the kitchen with Mordecai and Rigby.

"Hey, Skips. I'm heading out. Thanks for keeping an eye on everything for me."

"No problem, Benson. Just have fun tonight, alright?"

"Hah. I'll try." Benson walked outside to his car and drove off. The restaurant wasn't far, but Benson decided to take a more scenic route. He wanted to be there right at 5:45. Are we rushing this? I'm just now meeting her parents and it's three weeks before the wedding! At least she has the rest of everything planned out...

Benson parked and walked inside. He told the man he was here with Audrey, but the man didn't believe him. Benson tried for ten minutes to tell him about his fiance. The man started ignoring him. Benson started turning red. He couldn't hold it in anymore.

"YOU LISTEN HERE, MISTER. I AM SUPPOSED TO MEET MY FIANCE'S PARENTS TONIGHT AND I WANTED IT TO BE PERFECT. I SHOULD'VE MET THEM TEN MINUTES AGO BUT YOU JUST HAD TO BE STUBBORN. WHO PAYS THIS MUCH FOR YOUR CRAPPY FOOD ANYWAY? I'LL JUST HAVE TO CALL AUDREY AND TELL HER ABOUT YOU!"

"There's no need, Benson." Benson looked up to see Audrey.

"Audrey... I'm sorry.."

"It's okay. My parents didn't even bother to show up either. Let's just go.."

She walked out to Benson's car. He gave one last glare before following her.

"Maybe we should delay the wedding, you know? Take a break from all the craziness."

"Benson, let's get married tomorrow. I'm sure you can get everyone tuxes and I'll go shopping with the girls."

"Are you sure about this?"

She gave him a soft smile. "Of course."


Quips turned around to face the high chair in the kitchen. "Alright, it's time for dinner." He made an airplane noise as he slowly looped the spoon in circles and into his son's mouth. "Good boy. Hey, what's the deal with airline food? ZINGOOOOO!" he set the food down to do his signature pelvic thrust. Alex giggled opened his mouth wide for more food. Quips laughed and continued to feed Alex.

Mordecai and Rigby groaned from the living room. "It's nice that he's happy and all, but he seriously still does jokes and that damn 'zingo' thing?" Rigby glared at Skips.

Skips shook his head. "Just support him. At least you got Alex off your back."

"I actually kinda liked the kid. Now Benson will make me do actual work." Rigby slammed the controller down. "You son of a bitch! I was having a conversation, no fair!"

Mordecai laughed. "All's fair in Hoops Jam 6900!"

"Whatever." Rigby rolled his eyes.

"Oh, go cry to Eileen."

"STOP TALKING!"

"Fellas, keep it down. Don't distract Alex."

"Yeah, yeah." Rigby sighed and picked up the controller.

Quips peeked his head in. "Need anything?"

Everyone shook their head.

"Okay! ZINGO!" Quips went back into the kitchen and wiped Alex's face off with a napkin. "I'm glad I got custody. It's just a shame Mommy went to jail." The child's eyes started to droop. "Looks like it's bedtime for you, mister." Quips lifted his son out of the highchair. He held him as he walked into the living room. "We're gonna hit the hay, night guys."

"Night Quips."

The yeti walked outside and breathed in the autumn air. He held Alex tighter since the air was a little chilly. He continued along the path to Skips's house when a man stopped him. "Hey, you need a little of the good stuff?"

"What? No! I don't need that." Quips tried to walk away, but the man stopped him. "Hey! Let me go!"

"Listen here, you're not a good father. Or even a good person. You annoy everyone with your corny jokes and that whole "zingo" thing. And what about your son? He's gonna grow up without a mother. And what'll you say when he wants to see her? 'Oh, sorry son. She's a psycho bitch in jail for the rest of her life!' All because she murdered someone she thought was you. Will you even visit her? I bet, deep down, you're still in love with her. You pathetic loser." He slapped Quips and ran off.

"Who the hell does he thing he is?" Quips looked around and ran for his house.


Author's Notes: Yeah, school has started back up. Yip-ee I may be a bit slow just until I don't feel like complete crap.

Stay classy!