A/N: Well, here's the next chapter. Just remember that I have more than one story to write if you want a reason why updates have been on the slow side.
"Are. You. Kidding?!" Rigby exclaimed. Rigby was dumbstruck by the gravity of the statement that Mordecai told him.
"Those words were considerably bigger than what I usually say or think. Huh, maybe all this talk of school is rubbing off on me somehow," Rigby thought, but shook his head to get back to the situation at hand. "What made you make a decision like that?"
"Maybe it's all of the pressure of the situation, so I found the nearest out I could. You'd probably do the same thing if you knew how much this was weighing on my mind," Mordecai said, on the defensive side. "Plus, Stacey a good girl."
"To be honest, I would've been done it. But you're not me!" Rigby exclaimed.
"No, and I'm glad I'm not," Mordecai said grinning before his face turned stolid again. "I'm not going to be talked out of this. I'm going."
"You can't be talked out of anything these days, so I know better. But are you sure this is what you want?" Rigby asked. "I mean, regardless if you're going to be 'talked out of it or not,' I'm not going to let you make a decision that's going to ruin things. Hinting towards your rocky friendship with CJ and Margaret."
"If this decision ends me with me happy, then yes. I am sure. And as far as thing with Margaret and CJ? Well, they don't really have any reason to get upset. I have nothing with either of them, remember?" Mordecai said.
Rigby shook his head and waved a dismissive hand at his friend before heading up the stairs.
"Even I know they're going to lynch him by the end of the day when they find out," Rigby muttered.
Mordecai sighed and blew out a big puff of breath. In truth, there was apprehension in his heart about this whole thing. But his head deduced it as a logical decision.
"Better back out now before you get attached to something you can't have," the voice in his head said.
"Then why does it feel wrong?" Mordecai said, putting his thumb and index finger under his chin in thought.
Regardless of how much thought he gave it, he really couldn't figure it out. Then he could feel his phone vibrating.
"Hello?" Mordecai asked.
"Hey Mordecai. I just now realize we never set a date," Stacey said. He didn't have to see her to know a sheepish grin was on her face. As Mordecai let this sunk in, he face-palmed.
"We suck at planning," he said, laughter in his voice.
"Ain't that the truth? Anyway, how about in a few hours?" Stacey asked.
"A few hours? Bit soon don't you think? And what do you mean by a few hours?" Mordecai asked.
"Questions in order. Yes. For me, nothing is too soon, and by a few hours I mean three. I'll meet you in front of the library since it's the only place we've been to beside Pancake Planet, and I don't fancy going that far," Stacey explained.
"Yeah, you hold a point there. I'll see you in a few?" Mordecai asked.
"Yeah. I'll see you in a minute, you invalid," Stacey teased on the other side.
"I'm not an invalid. I can move like I normally can. I healed quickly," Mordecai said when his body suddenly spasmed painfully. "Ow."
"Invalid," Stacey said.
"Not an invalid!" Mordecai yelled.
"Whoa, calm down. Getting a little too wound up, are we?" Stacey said.
Mordecai calmed down. Why was he overreacting so much?
"Sorry. I don't know what was with that reaction, but it's my bad," Mordecai said.
"Ah, it's cool. I'll stop before you pop a blood vessel over there. I'll see you," Stacey said.
"Looking forward to it," Mordecai said, hanging up. Mordecai dialed CJ next. He knew this next part was not going to bode over well.
"Hello?" CJ said on the other end.
"Hey CJ," Mordecai said.
"Hey you invalid," CJ teased. Mordecai groaned in exasperation.
"You're the second person who said that to me," Mordecai said.
"Who was the first?" CJ asked.
"Stacey. I just got off of the phone with her," Mordecai said, biting his tongue a little in the anticipation.
"Wishing you a 'get well soon,' or something like that?" CJ asked.
"You could say that," Mordecai said with hesitation between each of the words.
"Alright spill. You sound like you're going to say something I don't want to hear, so spill it," CJ said. Mordecai could tell she had an arm crossed.
"I'm going on a date," Mordecai said swiftly. The words were eligible, but it took CJ a little bit to decipher it. When she did, her face took on a resigned look. As if she already accepted. Mordecai had the decency to look ashamed.
"When?" CJ asked.
"Today," Mordecai said, making CJ sighed.
"I saw this coming sooner or later," CJ said.
"You did?" Mordecai said surprised.
"Of course. From the way Muscle Man described her, it doesn't sound like you could get over her easily. Look, I've accepted it if this scenario came to pass. Just rekindle your old flame, to put it in certain terms.
"How did Muscle Man even know about Stacey? I don't recall ever telling him about her," Mordecai said, crossing his arms.
The even look on CJ's face turned into a frown in the blink of an eye.
"Stacey? You're going with her?" CJ asked.
"Yeah. Who'd you think I was talking about?" Mordecai asked.
"Who else?" CJ said sarcastically.
"You're not serious?" Mordecai asked.
"Yes, I'm serious. This is perhaps a dumb decision on your part. Now, if this scenario played out how I thought it would, I would've accepted it and moved on. But I'm mad at you for making the wrong one," CJ said, angrily hanging up.
Mordecai sat there dumbstruck, wondering what in the world just happened. He could not understand her logic.
AN: Finally! An update!