Yaaay, update. I want to do a thanksgiving chapter but I don't know if I'll have enough time or support for the idea. My school's marching band finally went to championships for THE FIRST YEAR EVER! We sucked badly, though. 6th place out of 10? Terrible. So it's 4:30 a.m. and I am so f*cking tired right now, but can't sleep. Which sucks because I have the flu and whenever I'm about to fall asleep...ACHOO. It's really irritating. If you haven't noticed already, I started a new series for COD Zombies on my profile. Basically, it's just the actual maps and story as it goes in order. On Family Guy, my sister cried when she found out...

SPOILER ALERT FOR FAMILY GUY IF YOU HAVEN'T SEEN IT THEN CONTINUE SCROLLING NOW.

that our favorite character, Brian, died on the show. I almost did cry. Don't judge. On Regular Show, we have the Thanksgiving Special coming tomorrow I believe, so that'll be exciting. Finally, we see extended family. Last we saw on this crappy fanfiction, Rigby somehow shot himself, Margaret looked at her life's current state, and Emily got irritated by some dude at the coffee shop. We now move on to the next chapter. We may now...begin(echoes).

"Come on, Ms. Flynn. You must understand that I have no where else to go!" Ms. Flynn grunted. "Not my damn problem. If yer in need of money, why don't ya just become a prostitute? Ya dress like a slut anyone." Margaret felt offended. "Me? Become a hooker? I have a boyfriend!" "Well, I feel sorry for that poor fella to have to look at you. Now get outta my face." With that, Ms. Flynn slammed her door shut. Margaret sighed and slid down the wall to the ground in defeat. 'Dammit. Now I know I'm getting evicted. Where do I go now?'

"Really? Margaret that sucks." Mordecai said. "I know right? And she thinks that she is perfect. She actually said that she was! You've seen her, right?" "Yeah," Mordecai replied. "She threw a book at me for asking her to let me up to your apartment." Margaret laughed. "Oh, so THAT'S why you had a square shaped bruise on your forehead. I wondered about that." Mordecai heard some yelling in the background. Margaret sighed. "Sorry, Mordecai, I have to go. I'll call you back later." "Alright. Bye." Mordecai handed Thomas his phone. "Thanks for letting me use your phone, Thomas." Thomas shrugged. "Anytime. But, are you going to be getting a new phone soon? You kinda almost drove me over my minutes." Mordecai's eyes widened. "Oh crap, I didn't realize you were limited. Sorry, Thomas." Thomas shook is head. "It's cool. I'm upgrading soon, anyway." He walked off to finish his chores. Mordecai looked at the time. He had 25 minutes until his shift started. 'Might as well.' He thought. He walked into the garage were his car was. "Skips, is it ready?" Skips came out from underneath the car. "Yeah. The exhaust pipe was clogged with these." He held up several bananas. "They blocked anything from exiting which resulted in the engine blowing out. Should work fine now." Mordecai handed Skips a water bottle. "Thanks Skips." Skips nodded. "I knew you wouldn't want to go across town and run into that gang again, so that's why I fixed it." Mordecai took this in. "Wait, how do you-?" Skips gave him a look. "Oh yeah. You know everything. Sorry. I forgot." Skips smiled as he left. It felt good to have people trust you.

Mordecai walked down the stairs of the coffee shop entrance. Margaret greeted him from a table, while Emily did from the cash register. Mordecai sat at his usual seat and gave Margaret his order. As she went in the back, Mordecai heard something. "Give it back." A voice said. "You're gonna have to jump and reach it." Someone said while laughing. Mordecai looked over. A high school jock was bullying a small 'nerdy' middle schooler and was keeping his books out of his reach. The small boy glared at them. "You know I can't reach that high." The jock laughed. "Well, looks like you'll never get these back." Mordecai had enough. "For God's sake, leave the kid alone!" He yelled at them. The entire shop went silent. The jock stopped laughing and saw who had said it. He threw the kid to the ground while he held onto the books. "What the fuck did you just say to me?" Mordecai glared and rose from his seat. "I said. Leave. The kid. Alone." The jock stood up to be taller. "Whose business is it? Yours? I don't think so. Get lost, dickhead." Mordecai chuckled. "Come on. Don't be like that." He teased. "We're all friends here." The jock looked confused. "No. You are definitely not my friend." Mordecai nodded. "Oh, right. Sorry, that was my mistake." "Damn straight." The high schooler muttered. "I've never had a friend who could be such an ass." Mordecai said. The jock turned around. He lunged and punched Mordecai in the stomach. Mordecai fell to the ground just as Margaret was coming back. "Hey! Hey, what is going on here, huh?" She yelled. The jock gave her a fake smile. "I was just helping this guy up. He fell out of his chair and I dove over to help him." He smirked. "And why don't you and I..." "Bullshit." Mordecai said from the ground. "This asshole was bullying that kid with the bloody nose and physically assaulted me." Margaret glared at the jock. "You get the hell out of here now. You got a problem with my boyfriend, you got a problem with me, so get the hell out of here now, I don't want to see you here again, YOU'RE BANNED." She screamed. The jock ran out before things could get worse. "She hurried to Mordecai but he stopped her. "Don't worry, I'll get up. Help that kid, his nose looks broken." He groaned in pain. "Just give me a few." The boy's parents soon arrived after being notified of the incident. They picked him up and took him to a doctor. When Margaret sent off the boy to his parents' car, she came back and helped Mordecai sit at a smaller table. "Thanks for helping him. That was my nephew." She said. Mordecai smiled weakly. "You're welcome. I used to get bullied in middle school a lot, so it pissed me off when I saw it." Margaret sat with him. "Mhm. Mordecai. I was thinking about our past few dates, and for our six month anniversary, I want to top them all." Mordecai's eyes widened. Their six-month anniversary was next Tuesday, and Mordecai only had a few days to plan. "Don't worry about it," he lied. "I got everything planned. It'll be a surprise." Margaret smiled. "I can't wait. Also, I wanted to ask you something else, but I don't remember what." Mordecai an Margaret both shrugged. Mordecai's watch beeped. "Oh crap, my shift is about to start. Sorry Margaret. Gotta run." He kissed her on the cheek and hurried outside. Margaret gave a love-struck sigh as she watched him leave. Soon, it turned into a normal sigh of defeat as she went back to the kitchen. 'I've got to tell him soon.' She thought.

Aaaand chapter done. So what do ya think? What's Margaret hiding? What does she need to tell Mordecai? Will people ever Ask Me Questions? I don't know! Third base! (Little Abbott & Costello reference there) But seriously, if you could send in questions, that be great.

"Send questions and you'll get the next chapter"

-VoO