~21st crack pairing: Starla and Mordecai~
The Doo Wop Bop Diner wasn't an ordinary place. You could chill out here, come here with your friends, and..you could even go on special dates without paying so much for a fancy dinner and still get quality food.
This is exactly what Starla and Muscle Man planned to do tonight.
Muscle Man waited at his table for her. She was in the bathroom changing into special evening wear.
"Can I get you a drink, sir?" The waiter asked.
"Just two root beers on the rocks." After the waiter left, he opened his menu and focused himself on the menu.
Meanwhile, Starla was finishing up her hair in one of those bathroom stalls that had a sink in them. Instead of her normal pigtails, she wore her hair down. She wore a blue dress that somewhat hugged her body a bit, some white heels, and of course, she wore makeup that brought out her face, enhancing her appearance.
But it still didn't help 100%. When it came to looking good on a date, she always felt self-conscious about herself, even though her and Muscle Man have been going out for a while. That and she didn't like the other girls looking at her.
"It's such a cool night tonight!"
Speaking of other girls..
Starla was about to come out of the stall when she peeked out the crack. There was a medium sized blonde and a thin red robin checking themselves in the mirror, chatting amongst themselves.
Starla glared at them as she peeked through. Stupid skinny girls. I bet they came to barf in the toilets too..
"So, you think he's the one?" The blonde asked.
"I don't know, I hope so." The red robin in fit jeans and pink tank top added. "He's a really cute and sweet guy and I've known him for quite a while."
"Oh, is he one of those guys in your friend zone?"
The robin chuckled. "Yeah, it's been like that for a little while. I'm gonna tell him how I feel tonight! Wish me luck?"
"I totally will!" They both walked out, happily chattering among themselves once again.
"Ugh, finally!" Starla groaned to herself as she slowly walked out of the bathroom stall. As she looked at the other mirrors one last time, she finally felt good.
He'll totally think I look good, he will! I'll look like his dream girl!
Meanwhile, Mordecai sat in the same restaurant, glancing around nervously. He had a 'date' with Margaret, who would be here any minute. Well, he asked if she wanted to grab a bite, so that still implies that it's a 'date' date, right?
He started to sweat a bit. Ah man, I hope she comes. Maybe she got stuck in traffic? Maybe she figured out it was an actual date and she got grossed out. Or she found another guy to be wit-
"Hey Mordecai, sorry I'm late."
Mordecai jumped out of his thoughts to see the girl of his dreams sit down across from him.
"Hey Margaret! Uhh, it's okay, just glad you came!" He looked at how nice she looked. "Oh, you look good! Did you get a haircut?" He mentally facepalmed himself.
She chuckled a bit. "No, I was just fixing myself up in the bathroom. It's kinda why I took so long."
"Hey, no no it's fine just uh, glad you're here!"
A waiter approached them. "Can I get you guys some drinks?"
"Water for me." Mordecai said. "Margaret?"
"Just an unsweetened iced tea."
"Okay, I'll be right back guys." The waiter said as he walked away.
Mordecai glanced around nervously, hating the sudden silence.
C'mon, man, just tell her already!
"Uh, Margaret?"
"Yeah, Mordecai?"
"I was uh, wondering if you uh..wanted uh..help..picking what you wanna eat?"
Margaret looked at him uneasily. "Uh no, that's okay. Thank you for asking though."
As she looked down at the menu, Mordecai fought the urge to slam his head into the table.
Man, I'm such a loser..
Meanwhile, Starla finally got to her table, wanting to surprise her man, who still focused on the menu like a hawk.
"Hey, lumpkin!" She said, somewhat sensually.
As Muscle Man looked up, his eyes bugged.
"Hey, baby! Uh, that's a cool dress thing."
She blushed. "Thanks! I knew you'd like it!"
As she sat down, he couldn't help but hear a weird squishy noise.
Where'd she get that dress, a baby store?
"I spent a long time dressing myself up. I look good, right Mitch?"
"Uh yeah, you look wicked cool!" So does that arm fat hanging out of the sleeves..
"Yay!"
"What do you guys wanna eat?" The waiter said as he came back with the root beers.
Muscle Man closed the menus. "I'll have the triple decker burger with extra onions and bacon, and tons of chili on the fries."
"For you, m'am?"
"She'll have a greek salad, hold the dressing." Muscle Man spoke up.
"Huh? I don't want that!"
"Why not? It's good, Starla, trust me!" Any more fatty stuff and that dress is gonna explode!
"I don't want it, pumpkin, sorry. I'll have the chicken pot pie with extra gravy and extra butter, with a side of mashed cottage cheese!"
"Alright, sounds good! I'll put them in right away."
Starla glared at her man as the waiter walked off.
He saw her and shrugged. "What?"
"Why did you try ordering for me?"
"I don't know! I just thought you wanted a salad or something!"
"But baby! You know I hate salad! Plus, the pot pie is the best thing here!"
"Okay, okay, don't get your panties in a bunch!" He layed his head on his hand as the date turned awkward...and tense.
Can't hurt a dude for trying..
"Really? That's pretty cool." Margaret said as she sipped her tea.
"Yeah! I mean, it's my highest score on that game. Well, anything higher than 50 points is better than Rigby's scores in general."
"Well, you guys are both better than me."
"Nah, you gotta be better than Rigby!"
"Not really. I never really play video games much these days."
"Oh, that sucks."
"I guess it's because I'm so lost in my job and school and everything. I never have time for anything anymore."
"I get what you mean. But atleast you had time to come here, right?"
"Yeah, I'm glad I came! You're totally awesome to be with."
Mordecai bugged his eyes and smiled, sweating. "S-same to you!" Holy crap, now's the time, man, tell her! She totally likes you! Don't just sit there like an idiot, TELL HER!
"Uh Margaret, I gotta tell you something."
"Yeah?"
"I uh, I really like uhh...like like..you know, uhh..."
"Hey Maggie."
They both looked up to see a man with long, blonde hair and casual clothing.
"Oh, hey Michael! Glad you came!"
Mordecai just looked at the guy, upset to the highest degree.
"Oh, Mordecai, meet my good friend Michael. Michael, that's my friend, Mordecai."
"Hey, bro." He nodded to him.
Mordecai waved back. "Hey."
"So, you wanted to hang, right?"
"Yeah, I gotta talk to you!" She waved to Mordecai. "I'll see you later, Mordecai, I gotta run!"
"W-wait!" Mordecai called to them before they walked off. "What about your food?"
"Just tell 'em to cancel the order! Oh." She came back and gave Mordecai a few bills. "Here's money for the tea. Have a good night!"
Mordecai watched them leave. "Y-you too.."
Meanwhile, Starla stared bug-eyed at Muscle Man, graving falling from her lips. Her looks looked ready to kill.
"I didn't know any other way to say it, Starla."
"So, I'm fat? Is that what you mean?"
"I didn't mean it I-"
"That's what you meant! You want some ugly skinny girl that'll break in half!"
"Look baby, I-"
"And you can't even look in the mirror! You're just as fat as me and-"
"Starla, listen!" He yelled. "I didn't call you anything! All I said was the dress is too tight on you, okay? You can't fit into those types of things!"
She cried, all the makeup smearing on her face.
"I'm so sorry, I can-"
"Just leave me alone!"
"You know what? Fine! I'm gonna go hang with my bros! When you stop acting like a little girl, come find me!" With that, Muscle Man got up from the table and walked out, leaving Starla to cry, all alone.
Mordecai decided to cancel his order and leave as well. What was the point of eating alone, no one sitting with you but your own loneliness?
As he was about to walk out, he saw a girl crying into the table, all alone. Curiousity got the best of him as he walked over to her.
"Uh, miss? Are you okay?"
She picked her head up and looked to where the voice came from.
Mordecai flinched when he saw who it was. "Oh, hey! What's up?"
She tried to wipe the tears and makeup from her face. "What do you want?"
"Uhh, well, I was about to leave, but I saw you crying. And, you know, I guess I got curious."
She crossed her arms and looked in the other direction. "Nothing's wrong, you can go with your friends now."
"I've got time." He said as he sat down in a chair. "I can be your therapist if you want."
Usually, Mordecai would avoid Starla, being that she's so weird and...scary. But he'd never saw her cry before, and he couldn't help but feel sympathy for her.
She wiped more tears from her face and sighed. "Mitch called me fat and said this dress looked bad on me."
Mordecai glanced away a little bit. He's right about the dress. I mean, she looks like she's putting ten pounds of flour into a grocery bag, no offense to her.
He had to lie. "Aw what? That's pretty rude of him. I mean, no offense, but Muscle Man has no room to talk, you know?"
"Yeah." She nodded. "He tried to make me order a salad. Like he can control what I eat, ha!"
"Any dude that tries that with a girl is a loser, that's for sure." Then again, I'm not the best expert when it comes to dating advice..
Starla smiled. "You're really nice! I feel bad that I freaked you out that one time."
He shrugged and smiled. "Hey, water under the bridge." He felt a lot safer near her this time around.
"You made me feel better though. Wanna share some nachos with me?"
"Sure!"
"Cool! And I can be your therapist too! Well, if you need it."
"That'd be pretty cool. I need one right about now."
"Did you guys need anything?" The waiter asked them.
"A super-size order of nachos!" Starla replied.
"With tons of chili, cheese and awesomeness!" Mordecai said with eagerness.
"Not a problem, guys. I'll have it out soon." He wrote it down and walked away.
She smiled. "Thanks for letting me order on my own!" She said, half-joking.
"No worries!"
"So, you wanted a therapist right? I'm all ears!"
"Yeah! You might wanna get comfy."
And she did just that. Mordecai began to vent, yet he continued to wonder how she was comfortable in that tight dress.
I guess I'll never really understand girls...