Mordecai and Rigby Go Imaginary
Chapter 9
Note: I apologize for the long length of this chapter. It was hard for me to find a perfect stopping point, and there was also a lot to describe. Thank you for your patience, and I hope you enjoy this chapter, as well as the rest of the story!
Adopt-a-Thought Saturday had to be cancelled for the rest of the day because of Killer sabotaging the event, and scaring away all of the families.
Frankie and some imaginary friends were cleaning up the mess that Killer caused with his rampage. The rest of the imaginary friends were inside Foster's, safe and sound.
Knowing that the coast was clear, Rigby came back outside.
"Hey, sorry I took so long in the bathroom," Rigby said.
Rigby noticed the mess, and tried to act as if he didn't know what happened.
"Whoa, what happened here?" Rigby asked.
"An imaginary Viking ruined Adopt-a-Thought Saturday," Frankie explained, "He scared all of the families away, so we had to cancel Adopt-a-Thought Saturday."
"A Viking, huh?" Rigby repeated, "What did you do with him?" Rigby asked this question in a concerned manner.
"We had to put him in the Extremeosaur cage for being too violent," Frankie replied, "He'll be fine in there, but he's gonna be locked up for a LONG time. Thanks to him, none of the imaginary friends may be adopted for a while."
Rigby was glad to know that Killer was going to be okay.
"Aw, well that's too bad," Rigby said, regarding what Frankie said about the possibility of none of the imaginary friends getting adopted. He wasn't being sincere saying this, though.
Mordecai, who was helping clean up, overheard the conversation. He was suspicious that Rigby had something to do with the destruction of Adopt-a-Thought Saturday.
After the mess had been cleaned up, Mordecai was inside the house, trying to find Rigby, who was playing video games with Bloo in one of the rooms.
Mordecai entered the room, and stood in front of the T.V., blocking Rigby and Bloo's view from the TV.
"Oh, hey, Mordecai," Rigby greeted.
"Do ya mind movin' over so we can see our game?" Bloo asked.
Mordecai turned the video game system off.
"Hey, we were in the middle of that!" Bloo exclaimed.
"Bloo, do you mind if I have a talk with Rigby in private, please?" Mordecai asked.
"Sure," Bloo replied as he walked out of the room.
Once Bloo was out of the room, Mordecai began his talk with Rigby. He had a stern look on his face.
"Can I help you with somethin'?" Rigby asked.
"I know it was you who created that imaginary Viking, Rigby," Mordecai said, "You wanted to sabotage Adopt-a-Thought Saturday so you couldn't get adopted."
"Hey, I did us a favor," Rigby pointed out, "You didn't want to get adopted, too, ya know."
"But I didn't want to ruin everybody else's chances of getting adopted, either," Mordecai said, "It was alright for you to mess up our chances of getting adopted, but messing up everybody else's chances was just sick and wrong. Besides, I was helping out with the adoption forms, so YOU were the only one that was really concerned about adoption. You know, you're really lucky that no one knows about this except for me, because you almost blew our cover creating that imaginary friend."
Rigby scoffed. "Whatever," he said, "The important thing is that no one knows we're not imaginary, and that we can still live to see another day here since we didn't get adopted today. Trust me, Mordecai, NOBODY is gonna even THINK about adopting us."
Benson and all of the park workers, the two new employees included, were in Skips' van. They were on their way to Foster's so they could adopt Mordecai and Rigby, and have them back working at the park.
"Benson, would you mind telling us again as to why we're going to Foster's?" Pops asked.
Pops wasn't wearing his usual attire. Dressed as a child, he was wearing a sailor suit and hat. He was also holding a giant lollipop. He was dressed this way, for some reason.
"We're going to Foster's to adopt Mordecai and Rigby," Benson explained, "I'm giving them their old jobs back."
"Why do you want to give Mordecai and Rigby their old jobs back?" Muscle Man asked, "I thought you fired them."
"I agree with Muscle Man," Pops said, "While you tried to fire Mordecai and Rigby in the past for ridiculous reasons, you actually had a good reason to fire them this time."
"You also said they were a safety hazard to the park," Skips added.
Benson sighed. "I know I had a good reason to fire them, and yes, Skips, I did say they were a safety hazard to the park," he said, "But ever since I fired them, nothing has been the same at the park. With Mordecai and Rigby around, we couldn't go a day without something unusual happening. Now, without them, everything is just too 'regular' around the park."
"So, you want Mordecai and Rigby back so unusual things can happen at the park again?" Pops asked.
"Well, not because of that, but also because the new guys I hired are too concerned about work," Benson added, "If I allow them to continue working at the park, they could eventually replace us all. I'm going to need to fire them in order to give Mordecai and Rigby their jobs back."
Luckily for Benson, the two new employees did not hear him say that, as they were conversing with each other.
The other park workers were not sure if they wanted Mordecai and Rigby back at the park so soon. While they liked having Mordecai and Rigby around, and did miss them, they were still getting over the aftermath of Mordecai and Rigby's stunt. However, they also did not want the two new employees to take over their jobs.
"Well, when you put it that way, I guess you have a good reason for wanting Mordecai and Rigby back," Skips said, "But what if we get to Foster's, and Mordecai and Rigby are already adopted?"
"Oh, please. Skips, who on earth, besides us, would adopt Mordecai and Rigby?" Benson asked.
While Benson and the others were on their way to Foster's, a wealthy family was at Foster's. The family consisted of a mother, a father, and a daughter. The family was at Foster's, looking to adopt an imaginary friend for the daughter of the family.
The family was on the front porch of Foster's. The father of the family knocked on the front door. It took a moment for someone to open the door.
"What the heck is taking so long?" the daughter asked impatiently, "I want an imaginary friend NOW."
"Just be patient, sweetie," the father said.
"Shut up, dad," the daughter retorted.
Just then, Mr. Herriman opened the front door.
"Ah, good day," Mr. Herriman greeted the family as he tipped his hat, "How may I be of assistance?"
"Hello, there," the mother greeted, "Our daughter, here, wants to adopt an imaginary friend."
"But I don't want any imaginary friend," the daughter added, "I want the PERFECT imaginary friend."
"Very well, then," Mr. Herriman said, "Please, come inside, and I will be more than willing to assist you."
The family came inside the house.
"Now, what kind of an imaginary friend are you looking for, young Madame?" Mr. Herriman asked.
"I already told you, I'm looking for the PERFECT imaginary friend," the daughter answered, though in a rude manner, "And I don't want a cheap one, either. I want the best imaginary friend you've got. You got that, mister?"
Mr. Herriman did not like the way the daughter was speaking to him.
"Yes, quite," Mr. Herriman answred, "However, if you're looking for the perfect imaginary friend, then might I suggest that you pick one out for yourself?"
The daughter sighed impatiently. "Fine," she said.
The daughter walked around the main foyer of Foster's to look for the perfect imaginary friend.
"She can be quite indecisive sometimes," the father commented.
As the daughter was looking for the perfect imaginary friend, she would evaluate each imaginary friend she saw, making mean comments about each imaginary friend. She would comment about something she did not like about the imaginary friend, which would cause her to not pick that imaginary friend for adoption.
For example, she evaluated Sloppy Moe, but did not like him because he looked disgusting, and smelled bad.
As the daughter kept looking for the perfect imaginary friend, Rigby was passing through the foyer.
The daughter saw Rigby, and instantly liked him. She had an interest in wanting to adopt him.
Rigby was about to enter another room in the house by passing through the foyer, but the daughter blocked his path. Rigby was talking to himself, and did not pay attention to his surroundings. He ended up bumping into the daughter.
"Oh, I'm sorry," Rigby apologized.
The daughter did not respond. She just stared at Rigby, and had a big smile on her face.
Rigby chuckled nervously. He felt awkward.
"Do you mind?" Rigby asked.
The daughter, again, did not respond. She kept smiling, making Rigby feel more nervous.
"Why are you smiling at me like that?" Rigby asked nervously.
Rigby felt scared, and started backing away from the girl. As he backed away, the girl followed him.
"Why are you following me?" Rigby asked, "What do you want from me?"
Rigby was soon cornered by the girl.
"You're PERFECT," the daughter said, referring to Rigby.
"Pardon?" Rigby said.
Suddenly, the daughter snatched Rigby, and hoisted him up in the air.
"Hey!" Rigby exclaimed.
"I want HIM," the daughter said as she approached her parents, showing Rigby off to them, "He's PERFECT."
"Ah, so you wish to adopt Master Rigby?" Mr. Herriman asked.
The daughter shook her head 'yes' in response. Her parents nodded in agreement, meaning they were going to allow their daughter to choose Rigby as her imaginary friend.
"Very well, then. You will now need to sign some adoption forms before you can take Master Rigby home," Mr. Herriman said, "Follow me into my office, and I'll help you get started."
Rigby was shocked when he found out he was going to be adopted.
"Aw, what!?" Rigby exclaimed.
While the father of the family was signing the adoption forms, Rigby tried to break free from the daughter's grasp as a way of escaping from getting adopted. He couldn't break free of the daughter's grasp, though.
"I like you," the daughter said to Rigby, "You're cute. I'm gonna adopt you, you're gonna be my best friend, and I'm gonna call you Tiffany."
Rigby gulped in fear when the daughter said this.
"Uh, Mr. Herriman, I thought imaginary friends could only be adopted DURING Adopt-a-Thought Saturday," Rigby said.
Mr. Herriman laughed. "Oh, Master Rigby, imaginary friends can be adopted ANYTIME, not just on Adopt-a-Thought Saturday," he said.
Once the father of the family was done signing the papers, Mr. Herriman read over the papers before approving them.
"And that will do it," Mr. Herriman said as he put a stamp of approval on the adoption papers, "The adoption forms are now complete. Congratulations on your new imaginary friend, young lady. And congratulations to you, as well, Master Rigby, for getting adopted."
"Thank you so much," the father said, "Our daughter is going to be so happy with her new friend."
"Yep, my PERFECT imaginary friend," the daughter added.
Mr. Herriman and the father shook hands with each other.
"And thank you for your business," Mr. Herriman added, "You are now free to take Master Rigby home with you."
The family left with Rigby in tow. The daughter was still holding onto Rigby.
Rigby was upset that he had been adopted. He didn't want to leave Foster's, and was also scared of his new family.
"Mr. Herriman, please, don't let these monsters take me home with them!" Rigby begged as the family was leaving, "I'll do anything, ANYTHING, to stay here."
"Take care now, Master Rigby," Mr. Herriman said as he tipped his hat, "We'll surely miss you around here. You were an absolute delight."
"Wait, WAIT!" Rigby exclaimed.
The family left, and the father shut the door once they were out of the office.
"Oh, I'm so glad he's gone," Mr. Herriman said once Rigby and the family were out of earshot, "Honestly, he was worse than Master Blooreguard."
As the family was walking out of Foster's, Rigby tried to escape from the daughter's grasp again. He was still unsuccessful. Rigby then resorted to screaming for help.
"HELP! SOMEBODY HELP ME!" Rigby shouted, "THIS NUTCASE OF A FAMILY IS ADOPTING ME!"
Some imaginary friends who were in the foyer at the time just looked at Rigby as he was being taken away. Like Mr. Herriman, some were actually glad he was leaving.
Frankie came into the foyer as the family left Foster's. She heard the screaming from another room, and came to the foyer to see what was going on.
"Rigby?" Frankie addressed, "Was that you?"
Frankie saw from a nearby window that Rigby had been adopted. Rigby was still screaming for help, which Frankie could hear from inside the house.
The family got inside their car, and drove off with Rigby in tow. As the car was driving off, Rigby kept screaming for help while banging on one of the car's windows.
Frankie could only look on as she saw the family leave with Rigby in tow. She couldn't do anything about it because unlike Bloo, Rigby was allowed to be adopted.
Frankie was concerned about Rigby's adoption, because at that moment, Mordecai was unaware that his best friend had just been adopted.
"Oh, no," Frankie said.
"Hey, Frankie," Bloo greeted as he and Mac, who arrived later on, came into the foyer.
"What's wrong?" Mac asked.
"Rigby just got adopted," Frankie replied.
Mac and Bloo were shocked that Rigby got adopted.
"He did?" Mac exclaimed.
"Aw man, that stinks!" Bloo exclaimed, "He owes me five bucks for beating him at Super Mega Blastoids 9."
Mac and Bloo left the foyer, with Mac staring angrily at Bloo for what he said. Frankie was still upset at Rigby leaving, because she did not know how Mordecai would react to this.
A little while after the wealthy family left Foster's, Skips' van pulled up to Foster's.
"Well, here we are," Skips said.
"Alright, Pops, do you remember the plan?" Benson asked as Pops was getting out of the van.
"Yes," Pops replied, "I go in, adopt Mordecai and Rigby, and we leave with them in tow."
"Exactly," Benson said, "It's as simple as that. I'm confident that you can do this, Pops. Don't let us down."
Pops gave a thumbs-up, opened the front gate, and walked up to the front porch of Foster's.
"Are you sure you want to do this, Benson?" Skips asked.
"Absolutely," Benson replied, "Pretty soon, we'll have Mordecai and Rigby working for us again, and then everything will be back to normal."
Pops was now on the front porch. He knocked on the front door. Mr. Herriman opened the door.
"Good day, young sir," Mr. Herriman greeted as he tipped his top hat, "How may I be of assistance?"
"Hello," Pops greeted, "I would like to adopt an imaginary friend, please,"
Mr. Herriman looked at Pops, and was skeptical about his appearance. Pops was dressed as a child because Benson didn't think Mr. Herriman would let them adopt Mordecai and Rigby without a child present.
Although Pops was dressed as a child, he still had his moustache, and also did not look entirely human due to the size of his head. That is what caused Mr. Herriman to raise an eyebrow.
"Pardon me for my judgment, but you look rather 'imaginary' for a human being," Mr. Herriman commented, "Never have I seen a human with a head as big as yours, and you're a little too young to be growing facial hair."
"Oh, well, you see, that's because it's, uh…" Pops said, trying to make an excuse, …..a medical condition."
Thankfully, Mr. Herriman believed Pops.
"Ah, very well, then," Mr. Herriman said, "Why don't you come on inside."
Pops came inside Foster's. As Pops went inside, he gave a wink and a thumbs-up to Benson.
Benson noticed this, and was glad that his plan was working. He gave a wink and a thumbs-up back at Pops.
"Now, what kind of imaginary friend are you looking for, young man?" Mr. Herriman asked.
"Do you have any imaginary birds?" Pops asked.
"We have lots of imaginary birds," Mr. Herriman answered, "Is there a specific kind of bird you wish to adopt?"
"How about a blue bird?" Mr. Herriman asked.
"Well, we do have Master Mordecai," Mr. Herriman suggested.
"Ooh, that sounds nice," Pops said, "I would like to adopt Master Mordecai, please."
"Ah, an excellent choice," Mr. Herriman said, "Follow me to my office, and I'll help you with the adoption process."
Mr. Herriman turned on the intercom in the foyer, and spoke through it.
"Master Mordecai, your presence is requested in my office immediately," Mr. Herriman said through the intercom.
In Mr. Herriman's office, Pops was signing some adoption forms so he could officially adopt Mordecai.
Mordecai came into Mr. Herriman's office.
"Hey, Mr. Herriman," Mordecai greeted, "You needed me for something?"
"Ah, there you are, Master Mordecai," Mr. Herriman said, "I'm so glad you are here. This young lad wishes to adopt you."
Mr. Herriman gestured towards Pops. Mordecai was shocked when he saw that it was Pops who was adopting him. Pops waved at him.
Mordecai also saw Skips' van from a window in Mr. Herriman's office, and saw Benson and the others waiting for Pops to come out with Mordecai and Rigby in tow.
"What the!?" Mordecai exclaimed.
"Yes, yes, I understand, Master Mordecai," Mr. Herriman said, "It's so sudden that this important event is happening to you so soon. It happens to a lot of imaginary friends over here."
"Um, Mr. Herriman, do you mind if I have a little talk with my new owner?" Mordecai asked, "You know, so I can introduce myself to him?"
"Of course," Mr. Herriman replied, "I'll be finalizing the paperwork, so please, take your time, and get to know him."
"Thanks," Mordecai said.
Mordecai and Pops left Mr. Herriman's office.
Mordecai and Pops were now in Mordecai and Rigby's bedroom.
"What the heck are you and the guys doing here, Pops?" Mordecai asked.
"We're here to adopt you and Rigby, Mordecai" Pops explained, "Benson wants both of you back working at the park."
"Why?" Mordecai asked, "When Benson fired us, he told us that we were a safety hazard to the park."
"He did," Pops said, ""But Benson says it's not the same without you two around. Also, Benson hired two new employees to replace you and Rigby, and they're working way too hard. They could end up taking over the park if we don't fire them and have you two working with us again."
Mordecai did not want to leave Foster's. He liked living there.
"But what if I don't want to go back to the park?" Mordecai asked, "I like living here. I don't have to get a job, I can play video games whenever I want, and I think I even found the love of my life here."
"Mordecai, I'm afraid it's too late," Pops said, "I've already signed the adoption forms. Besides, it's not safe here. Had we not came here sooner, you and Rigby could have already been adopted by somebody else."
Mordecai was upset that he could no longer live at Foster's. There was no way for him to get out of being adopted, though. Pops could tell that Mordecai was upset.
"Mordecai, trust me, it's for the best," Pops said.
Accepting defeat, Mordecai sighed. "Alright, fine," he said.
Pops and Mordecai were now back at Mr. Herriman's office.
"So, did you two get to know each other well?" Mr. Herriman asked as he saw the group of two enter his office.
"Yes, we did," Pops said.
"Excellent!" Mr. Herriman exclaimed, "I've already finished finalizing the paperwork. Therefore, you're all set. Congratulations, Master Mordecai, on getting adopted. Despite your short stay, I hope you enjoyed your time here, because we're sure going to miss you."
Mordecai and Mr. Herriman shook hands with each other.
"Thanks, Mr. Herriman," Mordecai said, "I loved it here. It was awesome."
"Mr. Herriman, before we go, is it okay if I adopt another imaginary friend?" Pops asked.
"Of course," Mr. Herriman replied, "Which other imaginary friend would you like to adopt?"
"Do you have any imaginary raccoons?" Pops asked, "Specifically one named Rigby?"
Mr. Herriman sighed. "Well, we did, but I regret to inform you that Master Rigby was just adopted moments ago," he said.
Mordecai and Pops were shocked when they found out that Rigby had been adopted.
"Aw, what?" Mordecai said.
"Oh, dear," Pops said in an upset manner, saying that at the same time when Mordecai said, 'Aw, what?'.
"Now, don't fret, we have other imaginary raccoons occupying this facility, as well," Mr. Herriman said, "May I suggest one of them to you?"
Pops was upset that he did not adopt Rigby in time. "No, thank you," he replied.
"Alright, then," Mr. Herriman said, "Thank you for your business, kind sir. Once again, I do apologize for the sudden adoption of Master Rigby."
Pops and Mr. Herriman shook hands with each other.
"That's okay. Thank you for my imaginary friend," Pops said.
"You're quite welcome," Mr. Herriman said, "Take care, Master Mordecai. I wish you the best of luck in this new phase of your life. I shall now bid you two good day."
Pops and Mordecai left Mr. Herriman's office. On the way out of Foster's, they ran into Frankie.
"Oh, hi, Frankie," Mordecai greeted nervously .
"Hey, Mordecai," Frankie said, "Listen, this is hard for me to say, but Rigby just got adopted."
"Oh, I know," Mordecai said, "Guess what, though? I just got adopted, too."
Pops showed Frankie a form he was given by Mr. Herriman to confirm the adoption.
Frankie was shocked when she found out that Mordecai got adopted. She had mixed emotions regarding Mordecai's adoption.
"You did!?" Frankie exclaimed, "Oh, Mordecai, I don't know what to say. I'm very happy for you, but I'm not sure how we can maintain our relationship now that you're adopted."
"Relationship?" Pops repeated, "Mordecai, who is she, and what does she mean by that?"
"That's Frankie," Mordecai introduced, "She works here. Ever since Rigby and I moved into this place, we've started seeing each other."
Pops now understood as to why Mordecai did not want to leave Foster's.
"Oh, so this is why you didn't want to leave Foster's," Pops said.
"Yeah," Mordecai said, "We've really been hitting it off with each other."
"Well, Mordecai, I'm afraid there's nothing we can do about it," Frankie said, "Now that you're adopted, you can no longer live here. This means we may have to call our relationship off, because we may never see each other again."
There was a small moment of silence.
Mordecai and Frankie were upset that they would not be able to see each other again.
Pops felt bad for adopting Mordecai now that he knew as to why Mordecai wanted to stay at Foster's. However, he knew that he did the right thing.
"Come on, Mordecai," Pops said, breaking up the silence, "I'm afraid it's time for us to go."
"Do you mind if I walk with you guys?" Frankie asked.
"Of course, you can," Pops replied.
Pops came back outside with Mordecai in tow, with Frankie tagging along. Pops had a worried look on his face.
Benson was glad to see that Pops managed to adopt Mordecai. He and the others cheered when they saw them.
"Alright, Pops! Great job!" Benson exclaimed as he and Pops high-fived each other.
Pops laughed nervously. "Thanks," he said.
"Boy, it sure is glad to see you again, Mordecai," Benson said.
Mordecai and Benson shook hands with each other.
Mordecai chuckled nervously. "It's good to see you guys again, too," he said.
Benson noticed that Pops had a worried look on his face.
"What's wrong, Pops?" Benson asked.
"Well, Benson, I have good news and bad news," Pops answered.
"What's the good news?" Skips asked.
"The good news is that I managed to adopt Mordecai over here," Pops replied.
"Then what's the bad news?" Muscle Man asked.
"And where's Rigby?" HI-Five Ghost added.
"That would be the bad news," Pops said.
Benson and the others were shocked that someone managed to adopt Rigby before they could.
"You've got to kidding me!" Benson exclaimed, "Did someone ACTUALLY adopt Rigby before we could?"
"I'm afraid so," Pops answered.
Benson face palmed himself, and groaned in frustration.
"Great," Benson said sarcastically, "This is just great. Now, we have to go rescue Rigby from whatever moron adopted him."
"But how are we gonna do that?" Skips asked, "We don't know who adopted Rigby."
"I bet we can find out," Mordecai said. Mordecai turned to Frankie, "Frankie, is it possible for you to find out who adopted Rigby?"
"Yes," Frankie replied, "But why do you need to know who adopted Rigby? And why does he need rescuing?"
"We'll explain later," Benson replied, "Just find out who adopted Rigby now, or YOU'RE FIRED!"
Benson's face turned red when he said 'you're fired'. Everyone gave him awkward stares.
"Sorry about that," Benson apologized once he calmed down, "Force of habit."
