Mordecai and Rigby Go Imaginary
Chapter 10
Note: Once again, I apologize for the long length of this chapter. I also apologize for the delay in uploading this chapter. I had trouble writing this chapter, and I'm also currently looking for a job. In addition, I have recently been over a sore throat. Thank you for your patience, and I hope you enjoy the chapter!
Frankie, Mordecai, and the others were in Mr. Herriman's office at Foster's. They were trying to find out who adopted Rigby. Mr. Herriman was fortunately not in his office at the time.
Frankie was looking through a file cabinet that contained adoption records regarding which imaginary friends had been adopted, and whom adopted them.
"Um, are you sure it's okay for us to be doing this?" Pops asked nervously, "This seems wrong."
"You're right, what we're doing is wrong," Frankie said, "But Mr. Gumball Machine here wants to know where Rigby is."
"Hey, the name's Benson," Benson corrected, taking offense to what Frankie said.
Suddenly, Goo came into the office.
"Hey, Frankie," Goo greeted, "Sorry I couldn't come to Adopt-a-Thought Saturday today. I had to run some errands with my mom."
"Hi, Goo," Frankie greeted, "Listen, now's not the time for a conversation. I'm kind of in the middle of something."
Goo noticed Benson and the others.
"Oh, new friends," Goo said, regarding Benson and the others, "Did you guys just move in?"
"Actually, no, we're here…." Benson began.
"Welcome to Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends," Goo interrupted, "I'm Goo."
"Oh, boy," Frankie said.
Goo talked about herself and Foster's, and all of the imaginary friends. Her non-stop and fast paced talking quickly annoyed Benson and the others.
"We thank you for the welcome, but…" Pops began after Goo stopped talking at one point.
Goo continued talking about Foster's after Pops said this.
"Excuse me, but could you please slow down?" Skips asked as Goo continued to talk at a fast pace.
Goo did not listen to Skips, as she was busy talking.
"Man, does she ever stop?" Muscle Man asked, covering his ears. Hi-Five Ghost was also covering his ears, as well.
"I don't think she's ever going to," Mordecai replied.
Benson eventually had enough of Goo's talking.
"WILL YOU JUST SHUT UP ALREADY!?" Benson exclaimed, his face turning red.
Goo stopped talking when Benson shouted at her.
"Geez, all you had to do was ask nicely," Goo said, taken aback from Benson's yelling.
Benson growled at Goo. He then let out a deep breath as a way of calming down.
"Listen, we're not moving in here,," Benson explained once he calmed down, "We're here because we're trying to rescue someone who got adopted."
"You mean you're trying to take an imaginary friend away from some poor, innocent child?" Goo asked, "Why would you do that? Isn't that stealing?"
"Well, sort of, but it's for a good reason," Benson explained.
"There's NEVER a good reason to steal an imaginary friend," Goo said.
Goo went on another one of her long rambles, talking about why stealing imaginary friends is wrong.
The others groaned in frustration.
"Oh, no, not again," Pops said.
"Ah, here are Rigby's adoption forms," Frankie said as she pulled out the adoption forms.
"Finally," Benson said.
Benson and the others walked away from Goo, ignoring Goo's rambling so they could find out about Rigby's whereabouts. Goo did not realize this, as she was still talking.
Benson looked over Rigby's adoption forms.
"Can we make this fast, please?" Frankie asked, "I don't want Mr. Herriman to know that we are doing this. He would be really ticked if he found out we were snooping in his office."
"Yeah, just give us a moment," Benson answered.
Benson continued reading the adoption forms.
"According to these adoption forms, Rigby was adopted today, right before we got here," Benson said, looking over the adoption forms.
"All we need to know now is the address of who adopted him," Skips said.
"Um, excuse me, but don't you know it's rude to walk away from someone while they're talking?" Goo asked. She eventually realized that the others walked away from her.
"Shh, shh," Benson said to her, trying to focus on the adoption form.
Frankie looked at the address of the family who adopted Rigby. She was surprised by the family's home address.
"Wow," Frankie replied, "Rigby must have lucked out, because the family who adopted him lives in a wealthy part of town."
"Then we need to go rescue Rigby before it's too late," Benson said, "I don't want Rigby getting too comfortable in his new home to where he doesn't want to come back to the park."
"Ooh, can I come along, too?" Goo asked, overhearing the conversation, " I know some imaginary friends who can help us."
Benson sighed. "You may as well," he said. "But we need to get a move on. Rigby's probably having the time of his life over there."
"I am so not having the time of my life over here," Rigby said.
The wealthy family that adopted Rigby were now back at their house, which was a very big mansion.
Rigby and the daughter of the family were in the daughter's bedroom, which was on the top floor of the mansion. The daughter was playing a game of tea party in her bedroom.
Dolls and stuff animals that the daughter owned were used as guests for the tea party. Rigby was also one of the guests.
Rigby, the daughter, and the daughter's stuffed animals and dolls were all seated at a small table.
Rigby was tied to a chair. He did not want to play the tea party game with the daughter, but she forced him to play. This is why Rigby was tied to a chair.
"Would you like some more tea, Mrs. Prescott?" the daughter asked one of her dolls.
Although none of the stuffed animals and dolls could talk, the daughter was using her imagination, and thought they were talking.
"Okay, here you go," the daughter said as she poured some tea into a cup, "By the way, you look so beautiful in that dress. What's that, Mrs. Elwood?"
The daughter leaned in to one of her dolls, trying to hear what the doll was trying to tell her.
"Oh, yes, I agree," the daughter replied, "Mr. Teddy does look stunning in that tux."
Although he was just adopted, and had not been living with his new family for very long, Rigby already felt miserable, and missed living at Foster's.
"Of all the imaginary friends, why did she have to choose ME?" Rigby asked himself.
"Why, Tiffany, you haven't touched your food," the daughter said.
"How can I when I'm tied to a chair?" Rigby asked.
"Oh, right," the daughter said, "Let me help you with that."
The daughter grabbed a cookie off of Rigby's plate, and shoved the cookie into Rigby's mouth. She was force feeding him the cookie.
Rigby almost choked on the cookie, but was able to swallow the cookie without choking. However, he did gag because he did not like the taste of the cookie.
"There we go," the daughter said, "Don't the cookies taste lovely, Tiffany?"
Rigby was getting annoyed with the daughter calling him Tiffany.
Rigby groaned in annoyance. "How many times do I have to tell you that my name is NOT TIFFANY, IT'S RIGBY!?" he exclaimed, shouting that last part.
"Not anymore," the daughter said, "Now that I own you, your name is Tiffany, and you're just gonna have to deal with it. You got that, Tiffany!?."
When the daughter said that last part, she leaned in close to Rigby, their faces inches apart from each other.
Rigby was afraid when the daughter said this. "Yes, ma'am," he replied.
"Good," the daughter said.
Suddenly, a beeping sound went off in the daughter's bedroom. There was a small oven in the daughter's bedroom, which made the beeping sound. The oven that the daughter owned was similar to an Easy-Bake Oven.
"Oh, good, the extra batch of cookies are done," the daughter said, "Let me go get them."
The daughter went over to the oven. She had her back turned towards Rigby while she was getting the cookies.
As she was doing this, Rigby tried to escape from being tied to the chair. However, he was unsuccessful trying to escape.
Rigby looked at the dolls and stuffed animals. He chuckled nervously. "Do ya think you could help me out here?" he asked quietly to a stuffed animal that was sitting next to him.
The stuffed animal did not say anything.
Rigby sighed in disappointment. "I was afraid you were gonna say that," he said.
The Regular Show gang, sans Rigby, were on the Foster's bus. Mac, Bloo, Frankie, Wilt, Eduardo, Coco, and Goo were tagging along with the Regular Show gang. They were going to the wealthy family's mansion so they could rescue Rigby, now that they knew who adopted him, and where they were located. Skips was driving the bus. The two new employees were also on the bus, as well.
"Alright, listen up, everyone," Benson instructed, "I have a plan as to how we can rescue Rigby."
"Wait a minute, we're going to rescue Rigby?" Mac asked, confused.
"I thought we were going to the mall," Bloo said.
"Si, that is what Senora Goo said," Eduardo added.
"Coco co," Coco added.
Frankie looked at Goo angrily. "You told them we were going to the mall?" she asked.
"Well, it was the only way I could convince them to go with us," Goo said.
"Um, I'm sorry to interrupt, but I think that gumball machine was trying to tell us something," Wilt said.
"Thank you," Benson said, "Now, as I was saying, when we get to the mansion, I'm gonna see if I can buy Rigby off of the family."
"What if that doesn't work?" Skips asked.
"Trust me, Skips, nobody can resist cool, hard cash," Benson answered, "Especially a wealthy family. It has to work."
"Um, Benson, what about the new guys?" Pops asked.
"Oh, right," Benson said, "Let's not worry about them right now. I'll find some way to let them know they're getting fired later."
Even though the two new employees were talking to each other, they unfortunately overheard what Benson said.
"Wait a minute, the employee who resembled Mordecai said, "Did you just say you were going to fire us?"
"Oh, boy," Benson said to himself. He didn't like how they overheard him saying that, "Well, guys, I hate to say this, but yes, I'm afraid I'm going to have to fire you two."
"Why would you want to fire us?" the employee who resembled Mordecai said. He and the employee who resembled Rigby were very upset about being fired.
"Yeah, what did we ever do to you?" the employee who resembled Rigby asked.
"Look, guys, please don't take this personally, but…." Benson said.
"Oh, we're so gonna take it personally," the employee who resembled Mordecai said.
"We work our butts off every day to impress you, and getting fired a week into our jobs is the thanks that we get?" the employee who resembled Rigby asked.
"Guys, listen, when we're finished with what were about to do, I will be glad to sit down and talk with you both about…." Benson said.
"Stop the bus," the employee who resembled Mordecai said, interrupting Benson.
"You didn't let me finish," Benson said, "I said that when this is over, I will be glad to sit down and talk with you both about transferring to a different park. I know someone who would LOVE to have you two working for him."
"He said, STOP THE BUS," the employee who resembled Rigby said again, this time raising his voice when he said it.
Skips pulled over, and stopped the bus. He pressed a button that opened the front doors of the bus. The two employees stepped out of the bus.
Benson groaned. "Why did I bring them along to begin with?" he asked himself as he stepped off the bus, "Guys, please, don't go! If it's any consolation, I'll write you both a letter of recommendation!"
"We don't want your stupid letter," the employee who resembled Rigby retorted, "Come on, Malachi, let's blow this popsicle stand and find a better job where people actually respect our work ethic."
"I'm right behind you, Robby," Malachi said.
Malachi and Robby walked away.
"I DO respect your work ethic," Benson said, "Why else would I write a letter of recommendation? Come on, guys. Don't leave us like this."
Malachi and Robby ignored Benson's pleas. Benson was frustrated with this.
"Let 'em go, Benson," Skips said, "They're just slowin' us down. Besides, saving Rigby is more important."
Benson sighed. "You're right, Skips," he said, "Now that I fired them, I don't need to worry about them anymore. Come on, let's get going so we can save Rigby."
The Foster's and Regular Show gang eventually arrived at the mansion where the wealthy family whom adopted Rigby resided.
"Well, here we are," Frankie said.
"Are you sure this is the place?" Pops asked.
Benson somehow had a photo of the mansion in his possession. He made sure that they were at the right place by comparing the mansion on the photo to the mansion that Skips took them to using the address on the adoption form.
"Yep, this is where Rigby should be," Benson said after comparing the mansion and the mansion on the photograph.
Skips opened up the front doors of the bus using the button he pressed earlier. Benson got out of the bus.
"Alright, this shouldn't take long," Benson said, "While I work out a deal to get Rigby back, I want everyone to stay on the bus. I'll come back if I need your help. Got it?"
"Yes, sir," everyone else replied.
Benson left the bus, and began to walk up to the mansion.
"So, why does Rigby need rescuing?" Bloo asked.
"It's a long story," Mordecai replied.
Benson went up to the front porch of the mansion, and knocked on the front door. The mother and the father appeared when the door opened.
"Hi," Benson greeted.
"Hello, there," the mother greeted, though rather nervously.
"What can we do for you?" the father asked.
"It has come to my attention that you two recently adopted an imaginary friend for your child," Benson explained.
"That's correct," the father replied.
"Is your daughter's imaginary friend, by any chance, a raccoon named Rigby?" Benson asked.
"Yes," the mother replied, "And she LOVES her new imaginary friend. She says he's perfect."
"Right," Benson said, "Listen, I wanted to adopt Rigby, but apparently, you two adopted him before I could." Benson pulled out his wallet. "If you're willing to compromise with me, I will give you this much in exchange for Rigby," he said as he showed the mother and the father some cash that he pulled out of his wallet.
The mother and the father took the money, and looked at the amount of cash that Benson gave them. The two were surprised as to how much Benson wanted to pay them in exchange for Rigby.
"So, do we have a deal, or what?" Benson asked.
The mother and father were not so sure if they wanted to give Rigby to Benson.
"Hmmm, I'm not sure if we want to give up our daughter's imaginary friend," the mother said.
"She would be VERY upset if we took him away from her," the father added, "And trust me, you DO NOT want to see our daughter upset."
"However, we do thank you for your donation," the mother said.
The father shut the door. Benson was shocked when he saw that the two took his money, and did not give him Rigby in return.
"Hey, you two get back here and give me my money!" Benson exclaimed as he banged on the door.
The mother and father were getting annoyed with Benson banging on their door.
"Don't make us call the cops on you," the father threatened from inside the house.
Benson stopped banging on the door, and groaned in frustration as he left the mansion.
Back at the bus, the others were waiting for Benson.
"So, are we still going to the mall, or not?" Bloo asked.
Mac punched Bloo in the arm for saying that.
"Ow," Bloo moaned as he rubbed his arm.
Benson came back to the bus.
"Well that didn't work," Benson said as he approached the bus, "Not only am I out $500, but now we have to resort to Plan B."
"What is Plan B?" Pops asked.
Benson did not really have a backup plan, so he wasn't sure how to respond.
"Well, you see, I thought we could….umm…" Benson stammered.
"There is no Plan B, is there?" Skips asked.
Benson sighed. "No, Skips, I'm afraid there's not," he said.
"Come on, there has to be a Plan B," Goo complained, "You ALWAYS have to have a backup plan for situations like this."
Goo went on another long talk about having a back-up plan, which annoyed everyone.
"Why did we even bring her along in the first place?" Muscle Man asked.
Hearing Goo talk non-stop suddenly gave Benson an idea.
Benson stared at Goo, and was grinning when he stared at her.
Goo was still talking, but stopped when she saw Benson stare and grin at her.
"Uh, why are you staring at me like that?" Goo asked.
Goo was now on the front porch of the mansion. She knocked on the front door, and the mother and father opened the door. Goo was having a conversation with the parents.
Benson and the others were watching Goo do this from the bus.
"So, what does Goo have to do with Plan B?" Skips asked.
"It's quite simple," Benson answered, "Goo is going to try and distract the daughter by playing with her. I think Goo will be able to annoy the daughter so much with her talking that the daughter will try and do something in order to get away from Goo, and while she is gone, then Goo can rescue Rigby without the daughter noticing."
After talking with Goo, the parents let Goo inside the house.
"And so far, the plan is coming along just fine," Benson added.
"The next time you want to play with our daughter, you should call," the father said to Goo sternly.
The mother gestured towards a flight of stairs inside the house. This was her way of telling Goo that their daughter was upstairs.
"Thanks," Goo said as she went up the stairs.
When Goo arrived at the top floor of the mansion, there was a sudden feedback noise. Goo pulled out a walkie-talkie, which was the source of the feedback noise.
"Goo, come in, Goo, do you read me?" a voice said through the walkie-talkie, that voice belonging to Benson.
"I read you loud and clear, Mr. Gumball Machine," Goo replied.
"IT'S BENSON!" Benson shouted, "Anyway, are you inside the mansion?"
"Yes, and I am about to go play with the daughter," Goo answered.
"Excellent!" Benson exclaimed, "When you have the child distracted, get Rigby out of the mansion as quick as you can."
"You got it, dude," Goo said as she gave a thumbs-up.
Goo put the walkie-talkie up, and went inside the daughter's room.
Inside the daughter's room, the daughter and Rigby were still playing the tea party game. Rigby was still tied to the chair.
"Oh, please, Mr. Teddy," the daughter said to a teddy bear, "Ms. Harrison is WAY out of your league."
Rigby mouthed what the daughter said. He was getting sick of the tea party, as it had been going on for a while.
Suddenly, Goo came into the bedroom. "Hi, there," she greeted as she approached the two.
The daughter and Rigby were startled when they saw Goo.
"Who the heck are you?" the daughter asked.
"My name's Goo," Goo replied, introducing herself.
"Goo?" the daughter repeated, "What kind of a name is that?"
"It's a long story," Goo replied, "But that's not important right now. What is important is that I'm here to play with you."
The daughter was not happy with Goo interrupting her tea party. She did not want to play with Goo.
"Um, can't you see we're busy here?" the daughter asked.
"Oh, are you having a tea party?" Goo asked, "That's great, because I LOVE tea parties."
"Well, that's nice, but I'm afraid we don't really have anymore room for another guest," the daughter said.
"That's okay, I can still join," Goo said as she joined in on the tea party. She pulled out a nearby chair in the daughter's room that was vacant, and sat down on the chair.
The daughter was not happy with Goo joining in the tea party.
"Yes, yes, I know, Mrs. Sanders, it was rude of her to interrupt our tea party like this," the daughter said, talking to one of her dolls.
Goo noticed Rigby.
"Oh, is that your imaginary friend?" Goo asked.
"Yes, and his name is Tiffany," the daughter replied.
"Tiffany?" Goo repeated, "That's a girl's name. Why would name him Tiffany?"
"Well, you see…." the daughter began to say.
Before the daughter could finish, Goo went on another one of her long, fast-paced rambles about Rigby being called Tiffany. Goo's talking quickly annoyed Rigby and the daughter.
Rigby groaned in annoyance. "First the tea party, and now this," he said to himself, "I'd rather be strapped to Muscle Man again."
The daughter could not take Goo's talking anymore.
"WILL YOU SHUT UP!?" the daughter shouted.
Goo stopped talking. "Geez, I'm just trying to strike up a conversation," she said.
The daughter rolled her eyes. She tried to think of an excuse in order to avoid playing with Goo. She quickly thought of one.
"Oh, no, it looks like I'm out of tea," the daughter said, "Now, I need to go get some more."
The daughter got out of her seat.
"I'll be right back. You stay right here, Tiffany, and DON'T MOVE," the daughter instructed, regarding Rigby.
"Take your time," Goo said.
"Oh, I will," the daughter replied as she exited her bedroom.
Once the daughter was out of earshot and eyeshot, Goo went over to a window in the daughter's bedroom. She could see Benson and the others from the bedroom window.
Goo waved from the bedroom to get their attention. When Benson and the others saw this, Benson waved back.
Goo gave a thumbs-up as a way of letting them know that the plan was working. Benson gave a thumbs-up back.
After letting the group know the plan was still working, Goo went over to Rigby. When she did, she began to untie Rigby from the chair.
Rigby was wondering as to what was going on when he saw Goo helping him escape.
"Uh, excuse me, Miss?" Rigby addressed, "Who are you, and what are you doing here?"
"Shhh," Goo said, wanting Rigby to not speak so loud. "Quiet. I'm trying to save you."
"Save me?" Rigby repeated.
"Yeah, some gumball machine wants to adopt you," Goo explained.
Rigby realized who Goo was talking about. Once he realized that Goo was talking about Benson, Rigby was wondering as to why Benson wanted him.
"Wait a minute. Why would Benson want to adopt me?" Rigby asked himself.
Goo finished untying Rigby from the chair. Rigby was now free.
"Alright, you are now free," Goo said.
Rigby got up from the chair. He was glad that someone came to his rescue.
"Listen, I don't know who you are, but thank you so much for your help," Rigby said, "You have no idea what I had been suffering before you came here."
"No problem," Goo replied.
"So, how do you suppose we get out of here?" Rigby asked.
Goo was not sure as to how she and Rigby were going to get out of the house without anybody noticing them.
"Hold on just one second," Goo said.
Goo pulled out the walkie-talkie, and spoke into it.
"Excuse me, Mr. Benson?" Goo asked.
"Yes, Goo," Benson said through his walkie-talkie.
"I have Rigby with me," Goo said.
"Awesome!" Benson exclaimed, "I knew you could do it!"
"Thanks, but now that I have him, how are we gonna get out of here?" Goo asked.
Benson did not think about as to how Goo was going to be able to get out of the mansion without the family noticing.
"Uh….." Benson said through the walkie-talkie.
Everyone else that was outside the mansion shook their heads in embarrassment.
"Okay, Goo, do not panic," Benson said, "We'll think of a way to help you and Rigby escape. Just hang tight, and keep the daughter distracted for as long as you can."
Benson put his walkie-talkie away.
Goo put her walkie-talkie away. She was afraid that she and Rigby would not be able to escape from the mansion.
"There's no way for us to escape, is there?" Rigby asked.
Goo shook her head 'no' in shame.
Suddenly, Rigby and Goo noticed the daughter's bed, and the bed sheets that were on the bed. Then, they looked at the window.
The two then looked at each other as if they came up with the same idea at the same time.