A/N: All right, I can see there was confusion on some of the reviews concerning college. Well let me clear things up. College is not going to be a main factor of the story, but it will eventually play a role as far as life for a few people. It'll come up as a four years later sort of thing. Or I may do chapters of important events that happen in between, but just know that it will not affect what the object of the story is directly. It will come up every once in a while, but not directly affect what I'm trying to do. My main focus is what I promised. On this conflict Mordecai is experiencing, hence the title of the story. Did that satisfy everyone? If not, I don't really care. P.S: If you have an issue with the story, PM me. Don't use the review section. That's for your thoughts on the chapter. Not a place to point things out. Hopefully, the same mistake won't be done over and over again. Also, I discovered how to line break! lol.
"Unbelievable," CJ said, shaking her head. "Out of all the stupidest..."
"What's with you?" Eileen asked, muting the TV so she could listen to CJ.
"It's nothing," CJ said, practically falling on the couch and rubbing her temple.
"Doesn't look like nothing. Come on, what's stressing you out?" Eileen asked.
"Mordecai," CJ said, rubbing her temple even more furiously.
"What about him?" Eileen asked.
"He's going on a date with that Stacey girl," CJ said, with a small amount of venom.
Eileen didn't look surprised at this statement.
"I saw something like this coming," Eileen said, sighing.
"You knew?" CJ asked in a surprised tone. "Why didn't you tell me?"
"I didn't not know, and I would ask you not to insinuate that. I mean, after watching Mordecai and Margaret for months, you kind of pick up on how he likes to approach these kinds of things. And it's never confronting the incoming threats directly. He tries to find another route. I suspected he would do something like this because whether you two know it or not, you are pressuring him to make a decision. To the point where he just breaks," Eileen explained.
"But I sincerely doubt this is what he wants. He's known Margaret longer than her, and he just met her again like what, a few days ago?" CJ asked incredulously.
"It was an old flame of Mordecai's. At least, that's what Rigby told me," Eileen said.
"You two have been hanging out a lot, huh?" CJ said, now smiling.
"Yes we have. Ievendecidedtoaskhimoutandhesaidyes," Eileen said in a jumble while insanely red.
CJ, having spoken the jumbled language before, was able to decrypt it quite easily.
"I'm happy for you. I knew Rigby would never pluck up the courage, but at least you did," CJ said. Eileen smiled shyly.
"So am I," she said.
"You cannot be serious," Mordecai said, smiling widely at his friend. "Are you serious?"
"Yes, we're going on a date. Is that so hard to process?" Rigby said, slightly red.
"Uh, yeah. You don't exactly spout confidence or maturity," Mordecai said.
"Yeah, that's your job. Mine is being funny and awesome," Rigby said, smugly.
"Well, I'm happy for you man," Mordecai said.
"I find it hard to say the same for you unfortunately," Rigby said stiffly.
Mordecai crossed his arms and eyed his friend disapprovingly.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Mordecai said in a miffed voice.
"Stacey! I mean, I don't really like her. I'm getting that New Years Eve vibe," Rigby said.
Mordecai's mouth thinned. He didn't forget what happened then.
"This is not the same thing," Mordecai said.
"Sounds perfectly like the same thing to me. You don't really know her and you're already jumping into a date with her? Sounds like the same thing to me," Rigby said.
"In case you may have forgot, I do know Stacey," Mordecai said.
"Yeah, from college about what, two years ago? People change you know," Rigby said.
"Well, how will I know if I don't try?" Mordecai asked.
"Fine. Go. Not like I can stop you. But if you come back disappointed one of these days, I told you so. I'm going to say it now before I feel guilty later," Rigby said.
"Well, if this is a mistake, you can say it without guilt, alright?" Mordecai said
"What kind of friend would I be if I didn't feel guilty if it does happen?" Rigby asked, twiddling his thumbs.
Mordecai smiled.
"And that's why you're my bro. Even if you are rough around the edges at times," Mordecai said. "But I'm sure about this."
"Mordecai?" Skips said, skipping into the kitchen. "Come here for a second. There's someone I want you to meet."
"Who is it?" Mordecai asked.
"Just come here," Skips said, exiting the room.
Mordecai glanced at Rigby who simply shrugged.
Mordecai stood up and followed Skips out of the door. He stood next to a man who, quite simply, was dressed in all black. But all that was very contrasting to the bright smile on his face when he saw Mordecai.
"Mr. Quintel. You... heh, I've been wanting to meet," the man said.
"Why is that? I've never seen you before, much less know you," Mordecai said.
"No, but I know you, and you have the most interesting love life I've ever seen. Even if I have a hand in it somewhat," he said.
"Who are you?" Mordecai asked.
"To put it simply, this is Cupid," Skips said.
Mordecai's eyes widened in shock. He said the only coherent thing he was capable of.
"Say wha?" Mordecai asked.
A/N: Very short, but I love leaving it of at cliffhangers like this. Yes, I this was in fact planned, unlike half of stuff I write. I'm that guy who makes it up as I go. It's pretty effective I'd say. Plus, I just got hold of a laptop today, so be grateful you t an update at all. Especially on spring break. lol. JK. I love writing for everyone. It's really fun. Until next time, people!