Chapter 12

Game noises played in the distant space as a trace of nervous sweat slowly slid down the raccoon's frozen head. With a quick wipe and readjusting eyes, Rigby pushed himself away from Eileen and rid his face of the french fried bits. Seeing the parrot just... standing... shaking... yet still as a pole...

An awkward presence seemed to stir up in between of all three of them as they kept glancing left and right; confused on what to say or how to react. Jeremy felt his legs shaking and his throat as dry as a desert. What to do? What to say? Thoughts scrambled in his mind at how furious and disheartened he felt as he stared right at the backstabber's eyes. His plans before was that he wanted to impress and get to know Eileen better; to let himself be known and hopefully finding a relationship between each other. But now...

Rigby... how could you? I... I... I thought I could trust him. But... Is this the way you want to play me? Fine! She's going to like me more!

The bird just gave a disappointed expression as he walked up and sat right down near Rigby; purposely glaring at the vermin with his eyes growing with a hidden and yet burning rage; and for a shy parrot, this was very unusual of him to act this way. He remained silent as Rigby gave an awkward grin whilst his left eye twitched. Automatic panic ran through his thought's voice as he tapped the table with his shaking fingers.

Oh shit! I'm gonna get my ass handed by him! What to say, what to do? Should I just tell him that this is all a misunderstanding? No wait! Then he would know that I'm not dating her! Then he would let Mordecai know! Then I'd be caught having to explain why we broke up in some sort of lie! And then literally it would show I'm bad with relationships in front of my true love! And then... OH MY GOD! How was I so STUPID to try and let these two get together in the FIRST place! Now... since in the end it will RUIN me? Shit, shit, shit! Wait!

An idea crept into the vermin's mind as he grinned... a horrible, awful grin.

Why don't she pretend to break up with me instead? Then it would make her look bad and she can get with him and I can get with Mordecai and... OH! THAT'S PERFECT!

Suddenly, his thought was stopped abruptly as Eileen raised a brow and tapped him to say something in, you know, a simple explanation of that unintentional, and non-romantic, kiss.

"Rigby, aren't you going to explain that..."

Thinking quick on his feet, the vermin stiffened up a bit and interrupted her.

"YEAH YEAH! Right, of course, where are my manners? Eileen, this is... Jeremy. Jeremy, Eileen."

Jeremy took the moment to give some sweet eyes toward the mole as he shook her hand. He then put his elbow on the table, in front of Rigby, and smiled at Eileen. The mole smiled back but then cleared her throat.

"Rigby, we already know each other a little."

"Oh! Yeah, HAHAHAHA..."

Rigby pulled off a random and awkward laugh as he pushes Jeremy's elbow away and placed his own in between. Eileen rolled her eyes and hush Rigby by pressing a lip on the vermin's lips. Before she spoke again, Jeremy raised a finger and smiled as if he was acting happy for their 'relationship'.

"So, um, how long have you two been together?"

"Wait, Jeremy, we're not togeth-"

"OH! ME and Eileen have been together for, let's say, two months!"

Eileen broadened her eyes as she dropped her mouth and stared all confused at Rigby; who was smudging a mischievous grin. She immediately grabbed Rigby by the ear, gave a 'one moment' notion to Jeremy, and dragged Rigby about ten feet away from the table. The lights and arcade lights continued to envelop the room, seeming as if the room can give epileptic seizures, as Eileen stared dead on at Rigby; who seemed very confident at the moment.

"Rigby! What are you doing? We're not together! Why in the world are you making this complicated for him and us? Are you trying to tear his heart out? Is that how cruel you are? You wanna hurt him? Why don't you want to explain to him that this was all a misunderstanding?"

Rigby tried calming her down by holding his hands up and dusting himself off.

"Calm down Eileen, hear me out. Let's... just pretend we're dating!"

Eileen stared blankly at the raccoon.

"And why in the world would we do that?"

The raccoon lifted his hands and used them to wave back and forth while explaining what he was thinking.

"Well... you know that Jeremy knows that Mordecai and I are best friends, right? So, if Jeremy knew that me and you weren't dating and he talks about himself dating you in front of Mordecai, then things are gonna get complicated for me. So..."

Eileen immediately clipped his lips shut and fixed her glasses.

"Wait... you haven't thought of this before?"

Letting go of his lips, Eileen waited for a response as Rigby groaned and rubbed his lips.

"No, I haven't! Yeesh! And Can you stop it with the clippin gmy lips? It hurts!"

The raccoon rubbed his lips before talking.

"It just occurred to me that you two can't date each other unless we keep it a secret from Mordecai!"

Eileen rolled her eyes and placed her hands upon each other.

"OR..."

"... or what?"

"You know what I'm talking about..."

"... um no..."

"uh huh! You have to tell Jeremy."

"Tell Jeremy what?"

"You know... your dark secret..."

"... what? Wait... OH NO! NO WAY IN HELL am I telling him!"

"And why not? I thought you were going to tell him the truth and all this nonsense and confusion will be over. Jeremy and I could date and sometime later on you could go and tell Mordecai the truth and see how he feels about you. Then if there's a possibility that you two dated, then me and Jeremy wouldn't have to hide our relationship from anyone. It's like the perfect love idea really."

Rigby looked at her with concern. He gave this idea a quick thought before his fear of his secret being known quickly tore the idea apart in his brain.

How can I trust him? How do I know when to tell him anyways? And what if he says no? Then everyone would know, I would lose my friend, and... she would end up happy with a man and I would be left... Gosh she's selfish!

Rigby furrowed his brows, which surprised Eileen (thinking that she would have gotten a better expression from him from what optimistic news she gave). The vermin forcefully pointed at her before cooling himself down and calmly stated,

"Ok... But if I told Jeremy of my secret, then I don't think I can... trust him to not tell Mordecai. And what if Mordecai hates me for being honest to him...I don't think I could risk our... relationship. And you would be the only one benefiting from this whole mess!"

Rigby looked down at himself and bit his bottom lip whilst Eileen just shook her head, feeling ticked while feeling sympathetic for him.

"Rigby... you know how selfish you sound right now?"

Rigby remained silent; rubbing his head and looking up and down. Eileen sighed and put an arm on his shoulder.

"Rigby... come on... just tell Jeremy, and we can tell him everything that's going on and how he shouldn't tell Mordecai of this. Andwhenever you're ready, you can tell Mordecai how you really feel about him." sighs "Rigby... from all the people and beings I know of, I would think that you be the one who would risk anything to get what he wants. You're attitude, you're personality... you remind me that in life... we really have to take risks to get what we want. And... that's one of the reasons why I... love you..."

She stops herself before looking away from the raccoon as she wiped a single tear from her face. She looked back and laid a hand on his shoulder.

"Rigby, You are... you are making this more complicated than it needs to be. Come on Rigby... do it for me... please?"

She smiled and came into eye contact with the vermin; who was really bothered by this. No matter how annoying she could get to him, Rigby always hated seeing Eileen cry. He gulped to himself, straightened himself up, groaned loudly, and then pouted.

"Psssh, I'll think about it..."

"Huh?"

Rigby looked away; not in any pissed way or anything, but just... worried. Eileen, grabbing Rigby's arm, lead herself and the vermin back to the table to where Jeremy was getting a water from a very tall waiter. As the waiter walked away, the parrot fixed his glasses, noticed Rigby's worrisome face, and thought,

Oh! Did they? They must have broken up or something! Or... were they talking about something else?

"So... um... two months huh? That's a... that's great to hear for ya..."

"Jeremy-"

"YEAH?"

Jeremy smiled brightly at Eileen as she was adjusting to the parrot's immediate change in tone; as if he was waiting to hear 'good' news.

"Um... Rigby and I were never dating..."

Jeremy blinked out of it and scratched his head; confused completely of what she said.

"Wait... what? You guys weren't dating?"

Eileen sighed and pushed Rigby's shoulder gently.

"Come on Rigby, tell him."

The vermin sat there... thinking... scared as to what could happen...

If Eileen can't keep hold of a secret like she promised back from our 'date', then how can Jeremy keep a secret from telling Mordecai? It's like... I feel as if no one can keep a secret. Why should anyone else know then? Why should I trust anyone anyways if they are willing to spread My secret out?

No... I shouldn't... and if I can trust Eileen, then she wouldn't tell without my consent...

Rigby snorted and pouted some more. Eilleen, rolling her eyes, pushed him a bit harder, making the vermin whine a bit.

"OW! I don't wanna tell him anything."

"WHAT? You just said you would tell him!"

"NO I DIDN'T!"

Jeremy held up a finger as he saw the other two give cruel stares towards each other.

"Um... guys? This is ridiculous. Can someone tell me what's really going on?"

Rigby took his focus off of Eileen's and calmly stated,

"Jeremy, all you need to know for now is that me and Eileen have dated for a while... and we've been on and off... I told you that you had a shot with her but... I think I'm falling in love again."

Rigby grinned as he acted all into Eileen, who pushed him back with rage in her heart.

"RIGBY! REALLY? NOW YOU WANT TO BE WITH ME? Ok, FINE! I'LL TELL HIM WHAT'S GOING ON! Jeremy, guess what?"

"WHAT? WHAT? What is it? Why are we all acting STRANGE today? WHY IS EVERYTHING NOT MAKING SENSE TO ME?"

"Jeremy... Rigby's G-"

On that moment, and by immediate instinct, Rigby clasped hold of Eileen's mouth and held it hard.

"NO! DON'T TELL HIM! YOU PROMISED, REMEMBER?"

From the bird's perspective, it appeared as if Rigby was gonna attack Eileen's face. So as any gentleman would do, Jeremy, who was surprised, confused, threatened, or/and utterly shocked, stood from his seat and held Rigby's shoulder's hard and held on to him tightly.

"CALM DOWM RIGBY! LET GO!"

Rigby turned his head and held off her; but feeling the parrot in his own personal bubble made him feel uncomfortable. So without warning, Rigby turned around and pushed Jeremy's grasp off himself. From this, the two man fell off their tall seats and ended with a-

THUD!

Eileen, and some nearby people, looked over and saw the chairs laying about and the two dudes getting up and facing each other after the fall. Angry and confused, Jeremy pushed Rigby back and pointed at his nose.

"WHY DID YOU THAT? WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU?"

Rigby held his fists tightly and felt his eyes weigh more. He felt silent and confused, whether on what to do or not to do. A small crowd formed around the two as the raccoon just focused on all the eyes locking onto him. He felt... scared and furious of trying to avoid the inevitable. His voice shook and quivered as his body heated up.

"I... I... You were in my space Jeremy... And I was trying to keep her from saying that I'm... I... I'm Sorry... I need some space... You Know What, Eileen?"

He turned around gave a nasty glare at her.

"Just... GO AHEAD! TELL EVERYONE! THANKS FOR KEEPING A PROMISE, BITCH! IT'S ALWAYS BEEN ABOUT YOU! YOU'RE SO SELFISH!"

Eileen first was frightened but became pissed off at the raccoon and welled up her fists. She got down from her high seat, walked over to the raccoon (while Jeremy gave her some space) and pointed directly as Rigby's face.

"REALLY? ALL ABOUT ME? NO! YOU'LL THE SELFISH ONE! I CAN'T BELEIVE YOU JUST WON'T TELL HIM! WHY DO YOU MAKE THINGS SO COMPLICATED? I CAN'T BELEIVE I FELL IN LOVE WITH SOMEONE LIKE YOU! YOU DON'T KNOW HOW TO KEEP YOUR MIND STRAIGHT!"

A very disurbed environment settled as mostly everyone noticed Eileen's yelling. Their eyes turned to the nervous and emotional raccoon as Rigby felt the heat rise from everyone looking at him. He imagined everyone in their... laughing at his faults... anticipating the worse... Sweat glimmered down all over his furry body as Rigby took a step back from Eileen; who also also stepped back as she felt bad for what she said. Eileen's mouth quivered as she tried taking back what she said.

"Rigby I... I didn't mean straight in tha-"

"Straight huh?... Eileen, I know I can't keep my mind straight. I'm a hopeless and confused cause? … thanks for reminding me."

Before Eileen could say anything else, the raccoon glared harshly at Eileen before he twisted his tail, felt his eyes quiver, and began running, past the parrot, past the crowd and towards the restroom entrances. Seconds of awkward silence past as the crowd of people went away, back to playing the games and such. Some associates walked by to make sure of everything was alright before going back to their own duties. The parrot, after setting the chairs back up, looked to Eileen and shrugged with a worried and yet confused face.

"Are you alright?"

Eileen nodded her head before walking back to the seat and sitting on the tall chair again. Jeremy walked near her and sat beside her as if trying to comfort her.

"Eileen, if you don't mind me asking... What's wrong with him? I... Is there something I'm missing here? Are... Are you guys dating or not?"

Eileen looked down and thought about what the vermin told her; and of how she promised not to tell anyone of what was going on. She felt guilty and sad as tears slowly came from her eyes.

I'm... I'm sorry Rigby... why does he make things difficult? For himself... and for me?

Eileen sighed, wiped the tears away from her eyes, and looked straight at Jeremy with a mundane face.

"Jeremy, Rigby and I are not dating... the kiss you just saw wasn't tensional. It was more like a joke."

"So... you guys were just playing around? Then... what's the big deal with Rigby and you? Why is he acting up like this?"

Eileen sighed and pointed towards the bathroom while looking through a menu on the table.

"I can't tell you Jeremy... Sorry, but... you will have to go and talk to Rigby about it yourself."

Jeremy fixed himself up and lowered his shoulders. He scratched his head while he pointed with his thumb towards the bathroom.

"And why can't you just tell me what's up with him?"

"Just... because I intend on keeping a promise... no matter how annoying he can get."

Jeremy just nodded his head slowly, as he studied how troubled Eileen looked. But... he felt something was off like... this was too over-the-top. Like as if they were... acting, or something...

Is this all a joke? I'm so confused...

With that conclusion, Jeremy hopped off his chair, and walked toward the bathrooms; leaving Eileen alone with a killer headache and the disco ball box she got for Rigby.


Mordecai held his cup full of ice as he pushed it towards one of the black sticks that stuck out of the soda machine. Coke flowed down from the hole and continued to fill the cup of ice while the bird sighed to himself. Mordecai held the cup away from the black stick and shook his cup to get rid of some of the bubbles that kept sprouting from the top of the brown/black liquid. After grabbing a straw near the soda machine, the bird walked across the faint lighted restaurant and sat next to Margaret, who was typing away on her phone still. She's been doing this for the past eight minutes practically, and Mordecai was completely surprised yet bored at the same time.

Fixing himself up and looking at his coke and the remains of paper towels and crumbs from their sandwiches that they made together, the blue bird scratched his head and slurp some of his drink. With the T.V off and the noises from the phone being the only sound in the vacant space, the resturant just felt awkward and boring for the blue jay. Here he is... sitting by the girl of his dreams and yet... he's bored. Mordecai, whilst trying to ignore the thought of being bored, looked to his left and saw how serious Margaret looked towards her phone; the beeping and flashing lights were easily visible just by looking at the red jay's orbitals. Her eyes... her dark, deep pupils dilate and dashed left and right as she typed along with her touch-screen phone. With a simple cough and clearing of throat, Mordecai laid himself closer to Margaret and tilted his head at the phone at hand.

"So... what you typing?"

He waited for a casual response... and waited... looked back up at Margaret and saw how determined she was to typing the message she was previously on.

"Margaret? … Hello?"

Mordecai gave her some space as he just gazed at how pretty she was... even if she was too focused onto her phone, she had the looks. He shrugged to himself, lowered his beak, and drank some of his coke. After sipping, Mordecai looked up to see Margaret lifting her phone and hitting the last button to send a text message.

"And... DONE! Ok, what were you saying Mordecai?"

"Um a... uh nothing really, you were so-"

"So what?"

"So..."

so stuck up on the phone that

"... beautiful when you are using your phone."

"Oh you silly. Yeah, I've been talking to my parents and friends and catching up on Notebook."

She smiled and giggled as her phone vibrated once again... and again, and again, and again. She held up her finger and immeadiatly went back to typing on her phone again. Mordecai just stared in awe at first before he turned his head and stared at his cup of coke again. He looked at his straw, and stared intently at it; and then an idea popped into his head. With a big smile, Mordecai put his beak lips on top of the straw and blew into it slowly. Small bubbles began to form from the force of the air blowing from the manly bird. And then they began popping at the top of the liquid; making small explosions that made the blue bird smile. Mordecai looked up and saw a hint of Margaret being distracted from his teasing action. Yet, Margaret went back to her phone and paid no mind to him. Mordecai rubbed his chin and then again blew more into the straw. The small bubbles again popped, from their repetitive and inevitable nature, as the sounds distracted Margaret even more. She stopped, looked up, furrowed her eyebrows. Mordecai stopped before she could look over to her right. An awkward moment passed before she went back to typing on her phone. Mordecai snickered to himself, knowing that he was only teasing Margaret for fun, and blew into the straw once again. The bubbles popped even louder as Mordecai rushed his blowing even harder; making the red bird feel irritated as she messed up on her spelling. She spazzed around and uncontrollably shouted,

"MORDEC-"

Margaret, realizing that she was yelling at Mordecai, stopped immeadiatly in the middle of her boyfriend's name and calmed her attitude down to a peaceful tone.

"...cai? Can you... stop with the blowing please? You're messing me up. I don't know if my friends are gonna come or not..."

Mordecai slowly dropped his jaw as he watched Margaret smile, in a fake way, before turning back to her phone. She was so... INTO that phone. Like this was a side of her that he has never really noticed till now.

My god... she's never gonna get off that phone now, will she? Ugh...

Mordecai just sat there, feeling obligated to not move nor talk and to just... wait. He took the time to roll his neck for about thirty seconds, fiddled his thumbs, whistle a short tune, got up and got more coke, rolled his neck again, lowered his chin on the table and then closed his eyes. He just stayed like that for a moment; letting his mind relax and allowing himself to unwind while he waited for his girlfriend to get done. Thoughts came a-bustling through his self conscious as Mordecai allowed himself to keep pondering with himself. And these thoughts were images of Rigby... everything about him... his smile, his laugh, his charm, his yelling, his pride, his stance, the way he talked, his lame punches, his … personality. Just the thought of his raccoon friend just made Mordecai feel all... peaceful and calm.

Oh Rigby... I wish you were here with me...


"Hey... Rigby? You here?"

With a small shove to the door, Jeremy peered inside the man's restroom to see a very bright and pale room of urinals and black stalls. The black and white tiled floor only made the place more ugly as the parrot stepped into the room and stared at what was in front of him. There he was... the raccoon... sniffling and crying while staring down at one of the sinks. The mirror that was in front of him reflected the face of the raccoon; all wrinkled and red as the raccoon kept his hands on his eyes. Jeremy could see his reflection from afar as the florescent lights from above made their appearances look more dreadful.

Jeremy stood a couple of feet away from the raccoon as he waited for Rigby to at least hold up on his crying. Yet, more awkward minutes passed before the raccoon decided to let up. The vermin looked up at the mirror and stared at Jeremy with his teary and red eyes. Instead of being angry (which Jeremy would have most expected from Rigby), the raccoon instead had more of a... sorrowful look plastered on his face. He sniffled some more before speaking towards the mirror while keeping his eyes on the reflection of the parrot.

"... So... she told you didn't she? That I'm a mess..."

Jeremy, already concerned for his sake, tilted his head more to the right to get a better angle of the sad vermin's face on the mirror.

"No... I don't think your a mess, nor does she... you're just... really emotional about something..."

"About something? … She didn't tell you yet?"

"Um... no, I guess... Rigby, what's the big deal? Why are you so... you know..."

Rigby looked down at the sink, sniffed, and rubbed his eyes again.

She didn't tell him yet? Whoa... I guess she isn't that selfish... I can trust her... I mus have been a douche out there... but...

"Um... well... Jeremy... I don't think I can trust you..."

"Trust me? Trust me with what?"

"Well... with a... with a secret..."

Jeremy felt as if he needed to make the raccoon feel better. Of course wasn't sure of how to act to all of this, so by just simply 'going along with it', he walked closer to Rigby and laid a feathered hand on the back of the raccoon's shoulder. Rigby could feel the feathers on him brush against his fur as if... it was Mordecai right near him. The image of the blue bird was blooming into the raccoon's memories... everything about hi... and especially his smile.

Hey Rigby, you can trust me... I'm always there for you... be honest with me...

The image of Mordecai went away from the vermin's mind as Rigby looked down as he sighed. He felt the feathers from Jeremy; unsure if he wanted to tell Jeremy the truth. He could imagine Jeremy as if he was... Mordecai. Jeremy spoke up from what Rigby said earlier.

"um... with a secret? Rigby, you can trust me, really. Because... well, I'm your friend! Even though we had that little confrontation... earlier... and I thought you were just trying to break my trust... and I wanted to punch you... I mean I... um a... I mean... I wouldn't really want to harm you or tell whatever your secret is... if you tell me or not... I'm not even sure if this has anything to do with me in the first place. But you can trust me still! I swear on William Shakespeare's poems and quotes!"

Jeremy scratched his head, from the embarrassing social skills that he has towards Rigby. He was trying not to say anything that would have made Rigby pissed or angry or... whatever.

Ignoring most of what Jeremy was saying (with the punching and Shakespeare stuff), Rigby looked up and turned around to face the embaressed and confused parrot... eye to eye.

"You... you promise? Not even to Mordecai?"

Jeremy cocked a brow when he heard how Rigby didn't want pacifically Mordecai to know.

"Um... okay... Mordecai won't know of this... so... you can tell me dude. What is it?"

Rigby felt his tears welled up in his eyes as he felt the tension in his body heat up. Still feeling the feathers from Jeremy, the raccoon could imagine if Mordecai was holding him and was saying to him,

Tell me Rigby... I'm your friend... You can tell me anything... Risk it... risk... risk...

The image of Mordecai went away again as Jeremy only stood in front of himself. Rigby felt some courage finally build up in himself as he spoke... the truth... in quiet tone.

"Jeremy... I'm ga-."

"Um, what? I didn't catch that."

"Ugh, Jeremy I'm... gay."

"Um... hehe, what? You said you are grey? Game? Gary?"

"JEREMY, I'm GAY!"

Jeremy's eyes were widened with surprise.

"What? Really? That's it? You're gay? Rigby... hehehe, really?"

"YES really! I'm a homosexual raccoon who's too afraid to talk about his sexuality to anyone, okay?"

Rigby expected the bird to laugh at him or something cruel. But instead the bird just... smiled.

"Rigby... you'll just trying to fool around me, Right?"

"No Jeremy... I'm not fooling around, I'm being honest, dude!"

"Nah uh, that's impossible. A guy like you... really? There's got to be a camera in here. This has got to be some prank."

"You don't believe me?"

"Well, I... you seem like you're telling the truth... and it's really no big deal to me. And I don't know why you really wouldn't want Mordecai to know... and... and... wait a second..."

"What?"

"... you have a crush on me, don't you?"

Rigby felt his eyes twitch as he slapped his head like he needed a V8.

"NO, I DO NOT HAVE A CRUSH ON YOU! I LOVE MORDECAI INSTEAD!"

Jeremy dropped his jaw as he stared blantly into Rigby's eyes.

"... Wow... was not expecting that... ok... so you MUST be joking now... Like, even though there's been theories or rumors that Shakespeare was gay, I don't buy it. But with a being like you, on the other hand, I... I'm not a fool Rigby. You really can't be gay... Is... Is Eileen on this too? Gosh you two are good actors!"

Jeremy snickered as he thought up an imagery of Mordecai and Rigby kissing. Rigby tensed up a bit as he didn't hesitate to grab Jeremy's shoulders hard..

"Jeremy STOP LAUGHING! This isn't funny! Eileen knows about this too and she was trying to tell you before!"

"Oh come on Rigby, there's no way you'll gay. Now that I think about it... you two were REALLY angry at each other over nothing. I know what ya did. You two planned the kiss to get me jealous, walked over to talk about it, and then made me try to follow what was going on between you two. You two just invited me just to fool around me, right? So... after you two broke up, that I would be try HARDER to get to Eileen, which make a good laugh for the both of you right?"

Rigby put on a confused face as to say 'What the fuck?'

"What? Jeremy, are you really this ignorant? I'm telling you my darkest secret and yet you think that this was a way to make you more jealous?"

Jeremy held his eyes up as they grew darker.

"Are you really still playing this gay card with me? I'm no fool Rigby. You two were just using me, right? This was a waste of time! I thought that I could meet someone who doesn't use me, and yet I meet another who uses me. And I thought that Eileen was really hurt, but of course this all a joke!"

"Jeremy... now you'll making no sense."

"Oh yeah? I bet you weren't bullied or humiliated like me back then. Do you know what it's like to be used? Do you? Actually, nevermind. I'm just gonna go and tell Mordecai of this and how much of a douche you are to me. And if this is the way Eileen treats others, playing along in your stupid games, then I'm done with her to."

With a scoff and polishing of himself, the parrot tried to be bold as he stepped hid way towards the door; with his tail feathers swinging left and right. Rigby marched over to the bird and grabbed his shoulder and an corrupt raccoon claws of his.

"JEREMY WAIT! YOU ARE ACTING RIDICULOUS NOW! DON'T YOU DARE TELL MORDECAI OF THIS!"

Jeremy stopped, turned around, and pushed off Rigby's hand.

"You know what? Prove it!"

"Prove... what? That I'm gay?"

"Yeah, that's right! I'll only believe it if you, and only you, can prove that your gay. You don't seem that open about it, and there's no way that your personlity can be compared to a stereotypical gay person, so I bet that you can't show, tell, express, or even feel like a gay person."

"Really?"

"Yeah... anything."

"Ok... so if I do prove it, would you shut up about telling Mordecai, believe Eileen and I, and understand that we were never trying to diss you and that this was ALL a POINTLESS misunderstanding?"

"Yep!"

Rigby took a moment to breath in and out as he thought of many ways that he could prove that he was gay.

I could wave my hand to this clueless parrot... shake my hips?... could smile like one? … nah... um... actually... I really don't act like a gay stereotype in the first place... huh weird... well... Maybe...

"Okay Jeremy, watch this! I'll Prove It!"

Rigby began waving his hand like an extremely gay man would as he flexed his hips left and right. Jeremy just watched as he couldn't help but snicker a bit.

"So... at least I would know what type of gay man you would be... on 'bottom' for starters."

Rigby punched hard onto Jeremy's arm as it barely did any impact tot the snickering parrot.

"Come on Rigby, you can do better than that."

"COME ON JEREMY! How am I supposed to show that I'm gay?"

"Well... hmm... oh wait... nah..."

"What?"

"Well... you could... nah, that's impossible. You wouldn't be able to and it just lets me know that you were never gay."

"WHAT? WHAT IS IT? I CAN PROVE IT!"

"Well... you'll not gonna like it..."

"For the last time Jeremy, WHAT IS IT?"

Jeremy took a moment to fix himself up and give an uncertain smile. Rigby stood there all confused as he was trying to contemplate all that eh could do to make Jeremy tell Mordecai of this situation. The parrot cleared his throat before speaking.

"Um... you could kiss me... NOT IN A ROMANTIC WAY OF COURSE... but... just to prove you have the actual guts to kiss a man."

With his whole body twitching, Rigby felt stiff and disturbed... yet... no, he was disturbed.

"Wait? Really?"

"I... I guess so. If there's no other way... "

The parrot give googly eyes towards the raccoon as he snickered even more.

"See? You are so not interested in guys. Ok, I'm going to tell Morde-"

Peck*

Surprised that their lips were intact, the parrot quickly looked down as he saw that the raccoon had done the impossible... With their lips intact, the raccoon, with his eyes closed, moved his lips around the beak of the parrot as they just... gave a quick kiss and then slowly moved apart. Rigby opened his eyes to see a surprised and stupefied parrot; with his glasses at a crooked angle. The raccoon nervously laughed and took a whole bunch of steps back towards the sink.

"I... I... You told me to do that! So... yeah! There we go! I'm gay and you know it! There's you proof!"

Jeremy, as still and straight as he was, felt his beak and rubbed it softly before holding his head up.

"Um... a... so... I guess... you proved your case. Fine... um... a... let me let this settle into me... I'm really surprised actually... that you kissed me..."

"Well YEAH! YOU WERE GOING TO TELL MORDECAI! WHAT WAS I SUPPOSED TO DO?"

"I'm... I'm sorry Rigby... I'm just... really surprised that you were this bold about your sexuality. I'm sorry that I thought you were using me and all... oh, don't tell Eileen what I said about her! I... thought you two were just-"

Rigby held his hand up as he walked over to Jeremy; while keeping his space.

"Dude, just... don't tell Mordecai of this... Don't tell NO ONE of this!"

"And... why not? Why did you go tot he extremes on making me feel bad and Eileen?"

Rigby looked down and took steps back to lay on the sink's marble stand.

"Because... well... you know I'm just not ready to let people know about the real me. I mean... I don't understand why I hold back on my feelings. I thought that if I was dating Eileen, that you would never know that I was gay and that there would be no chance of you slipping my secret out. Then I wanted to act like she broke up with me or I would dump her and... you would get Eileen and Mordecai would understand and... I don't know Jeremy... I'm a hopeless wreck."

A tear streamed down from his eye as he quickly rubbed it away and held his upper lip. Jeremy shook his head and placed and wrapped his wing around Rigby.

"Rigby... I... You know that I'm not good at speaking, but... I forgive you... and I'm not mad. I'm sorry I pushed you and all... and I generally understand why you wouldn't want me to know this... I guess... do I talk a lot?"

Rigby looked up and gave a 'Really?' expression.

"No Jeremy... not at all."

"Oh! Good! Where was I? Ah, yes! Rigby, I wish you were more open about your sexuality instead of just hiding in a bathroom."

"You mean closet?"

"Well..."

Jeremy took a quick look around the restroom that they were in; with it's faint lighted atmosphere, the cool air conditioning, the stall that is closed to hides it's filthy contents within, and the soft piano music playing in the background.

"Yeah that too! But, Rigby... you should be yourself and take risks! Living a life of loneliness or heavy wishing isn't... you know, great! Rigby... I wish you were more like... yourself."

"But... I know that... the usual idea of taking risks is like what a Disney writer would write. I don't know if being risky and setting my heart on the line for Mordecai will be... easy?"

"Well, you just kissed me bluntly. I think maybe kissing Mordecai or at least letting him know how you truly feel is a great thing!"

Jeremy prepared himself to give a Shakespeare quote to the raccoon, who was already getting the point from the repetitive parrot.

"This above all; to thine own self be true."

The raccoon rubbed his chin, not fully understanding the 'thine' word, but he smiled up to the parrot as he appreciated the parrot not being hateful about the gay matter at hand. The tears stopped rolling down the raccoon's face.

"Thanks, Jeremy. I... thought you were going to laugh at me and... again, thanks for understanding dude."

"Well, I thought the imagery of you two kissing would have been hilari- I mean interesting."

"Jeremy, come on dude. I'm the best kisser out there! And now you know it! OOOOOOOHHHH DISS in your FACE!"

Rigby laughed as he turned on the sink and splashed water on his face to help clean his fur. Jeremy shrugged but pointed at Rigby from behind.

"No one should know that this happened, alright? Hug?"

The parrot held his arms out as if he was gonna maul the raccoon. After washing his face and quickly drying it with the nearest paper towel roll, Rigby rolled his eyes, smiled to himself before he gave a quick hug to the parrot.

"So, you better not tell anyone of my secret and I won't tell how you got kissed by me, okay? Promise?"

"Sure Rigby! Pinkie Swear?"

After readjusting his glasses, Jeremy held his pinkie out and waved it in the air. Rigby smiled and held his pinkie out to shake it.

"Come on, let's go tell Eileen what just happened... I feel like a complete dou-"

BEEP BEEP

Rigby stopped and looked down to realize the phone connected to his side. Jeremy watched as the coon lifted the phone and slapped it up to show a message received.

"What does it say? … And also, where do you keep your phone a-"

"Eileen says to meet her at Dilly's Donut Shop that's across the street. And she gave me this entire message of her being sorry."

Without answering Jeremy's second question, Rigby sent back a simple message saying, "K", and sent it. With a slap shut of his phone, Rigby put it away and pushed the door right open; with Jeremy shrugging to himself and following along the trail of the gay raccoon.

Wow... the first actual kiss I make... and it was with a dude... an 'in the closet' one too...


With another drink in hand, Mordecai sighed as he walked his way beck to table; filled with other empty cups that he wasted on with the different sodas and coffees. He sat down and looked to his left once again to see Margaret typing away on her phone.

God, how much power does her phone have?

He drank some of his drink as he grew even more with boredom. He twirled his cup, sighed, looked over at Margaret, rolled his eyes, and got up.

"Margaret, I'm gonna get myself some coffee beans in the back."

"Alrighty, cool. And... I don't think that were gonna see my friends today."

Mordecai looked back as he was surprised that today's plans seemed to have been canceled and also the fact that Margaret was finally speaking to him.

"Really? Why?"

"They said that they couldn't make it because something happened. But they didn't tell me."

Mordecai rubbed his chin as some of his feathers split.

"Who are they anyways? I never got the chance to know."

"Oh! Yeah, I never told you their names, did I? Well, their names are Grandee and Alicia."

"... Grandee and Alicia?"

"Yeah. They said that they would see me later, but not today."

Mordecai felt like dropping his jaw as he remembered the two girls back at the CHOM club; both pretty and both in love with each other. But to keep his appearance as calm as possible, Mordecai just smiled and shrugged to himself.

"Okay, that's fine. They seem like pretty awesome girls. But I wonder what got to them today."

"Well, I'm trying to figure that ou-"

BEEP BEEP

"Hold on, I got another message."

Mordecai rolled his eyes as he just stepped out of the room into the back storage area.

Yep, this is the type of date I wanted to go on... uh...

The avian eventually got to the storage closet in the far back as he grabbed some black coffee package. He went over to a small black and gray coffee maker and started making coffee; by adding water and pouring the coffee beans and such. He sighed as he heard the coffee begin to grind as he laid on his back against the cabinets and closed his eyes.

Uh... this was such a horrible time with her... gosh... What a waste of time... and I feel like a water balloon...

He groaned to himself as he covered his eyes with his feathered hands. He felt so tired and weak as his feelings for Margaret... was slowly diminishing. He didn't know if this was ever possible but... he just didn't feel as close as he wanted to be with her now.

All I want to be with is... her? Or... is it... is it him?

Vibrate... vibrate

Mordecai opened his eyes as he felt his phone on his side vibrate from a call. With a quick notion, Mordecai flipped his phone up and read who was calling him.

"... Fives?"

He hesitated at first, questioning what in the world he wanted, but shrugged and raised the phone to his plumage-covered head.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Mordceai! Are you busy?"

"Well... sort of... well... maybe..."

"I need to talk to you as soon as possible. It's... very important."

"Ok... I'm not busy, just tell me..."

There was a pause as the ghost seemed to be moving from somewhere before reaching back onto the phone. Mordecai could hear the quivering voice of the ghost as it spoke up.

"Well... please don't be mad at me... but... Mordecai... Are you...

… bi?"


Alrighty, this is a short chapter sadly. It's due to a fact that... I'm gay XD NO jk jk XD But it's due to that I have this writer's block and I'm not completely sure where to go in this. Like, I know the climax of the story, but... getting there is difficult XD I had many days, weeks to think of this, and with 8 hours of work every day and the 12 hours shifts in the Christmas season, it's been hard to focus on this. PLUS I have a furaffinity account to attend to and... frankly... this is the most difficult thing I do on the internet. If you guys re-read my first chapter, I wrote that with great amounts of difficulty and I wasn't expecting so much difficulty in it. But I slowly and gradually improved my writing, even though writing is my worst subject (and I barely read), I guess I wanted to get better was for you guys :3 And I really take that into consideration. It's just... gosh drawing is WAY easier than writing. I really want this story to go far, but I might need help or inspiration! If you have any advice or anything, let me know. I believe I might let the next chapter be about Rigby and Mordecai describing when they met each other, and or why really Margaret REALLY hates Rigby? Or maybe not? What do ya think? Oh, I am going to add Thomas in this, it's just gonna be awhile.

So, I hit a wall, I'm sorry. Drawing is so easy. Check out my Furaffinity page known as Gruine ;3 It has porn though... yeah...

Thanks to 'ThatLazyKid' who told me about the LibreOffice :D THANK YOU! Kiss it Office XD

And Thank You all you fans out there who made this the #1 Followed M Rated Regular Show Story :D

Please Follow me if you haven't! I am going to make a Title picture to take place of the picture for this story! It will be colored too and look all romantic and all :3 I want to continue this, but... I had an idea of and if another author would write a chapter and I wrote one myself afterwards. I don't know, maybe not. But I have two accounts to watch over, and this is the least watched one sadly :( But with all the support, I want... I NEED to continue this, even though I have College beginning on January 14. Will I have time for this anymore? I believe I might want to! But... I might not... and I don't want this story to die off... so...

Please be patient once again, or help suggest something to me. Or heck, even help type the story with my permission XP I don't want this to die... but time is not on my side at this age of mine. 33

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