Author's Note: K guys, here's the next chapter. SHOUT OUT TO BRUNOMARSLOVER21! SHE HAS MORDGARET, RIGLEEN ETC.!... as the war continues.
Mordecai was watching TV on the couch until Margaret came through the door.
"Hey Mordecai,"
"Hi! How was work?"
"Pretty boring, but I just played on my phone most of the time."
"Aww, well you're home now!"
"Yeah," Margaret bent down to kiss Mordecai. When she got up, Mordecai grabbed her arm and kissed her again. They made out until Mordecai moved his hand. "Ah- ah -ah," Margaret waved her finger, "the doctor said none of that for a month."
Mordecai smiled, "It's a good thing you reminded me." Margaret laughed and went to the other room. Moments later, Rigby walked in. "Hey Rigby."
"Hey man, how you feeling?"
"Better. My foot still huts, but my head feels fine as long as I don't move it too much."
"Mordecai, who's here- Oh hi Rigby." Margaret waved.
"Hey Margaret, I just came to check up on Mordecai."
"Oh that's cool. Mordecai, I have to get groceries. I'll be back in a bit." When Margaret left, Mordecai raised his fingers to make air quotes;
"'Groceries'" Mordecai chuckled.
"When do you think she'll be back?" Rigby asked.
"In about two hours. Why?"
"Because I brought this to help your headaches!" Rigby held up a bag with brownies in it.
"Dude! I love brownies!" Mordecai's eyes widened.
"These aren't regular brownies," Rigby smirked.
"Even better," Mordecai rubbed his hands together.
"BAHAHA! Dude, dude, dude, 'the one cheek wonder' was your best nickname!" Mordecai giggled.
"Haha I know! But what about you? Diaper boy?" They both started laughing hysterically. Mordecai looked at the clock.
"Alright, dude, Margaret's gonna be home soon. Let's clean this up."
"Hehe OK." They cleaned themselves off, and while they were spraying the room with Febreeze (for no apparent reason) Rigby asked, "Dude, where did Margaret go again?"
"She went to go get groceries." Mordecai replied.
"Dude! It's a good thing you reminded me! Benson told me to get milk!"
"Dude, you better hurry! Benson's gonna be pissed! Haha!"
"Heh, Imma go now."
"Hehe bye dude!" Mordecai grabbed the bag of special brownies and went to throw them away, but one of his crutches slipped in some water. He fell on the ground hard, but he was in good spirits. "Ha, that hurt. I'm like the old people on TV, 'help I've fallen and I can't get up!' Haha... I probably shouldn't have said that so loud since old peopled live downstairs HA!" He tried to crawl to his crutches, but couldn't quite reach them. "Aww man, looks like I'm stuck here for a while." He waited for about half an hour until Margaret came in.
"Mordecai I'm- OH GOD!" She saw Mordecai laying on the kitchen floor, "Mordecai, are you okay?"
He lifted his head, "Yeah I'm fine, just slipped."
"Does your head hurt?"
"No it didn't hurt because I was hi- nothing."
Margaret looked up, "Did you make brownies?" She picked up the bag.
"Uh, I wouldn't eat those!"
"Hmmm, these taste funny. Kinda like- Mordecai? What did you put in the brownies?"
He looked down, "Rigby brought them."
"And without me?"
"What?"
"I mean, probably not as much as you and Rigby, but every once in a while, yeah."
"How long is a while?"
"About last year. Ex- boyfriend. It's why he's ex."
"Uh, just so you know, I only have it every other month," He held up his hands.
"That's fine, just don't go crazy." She giggled and helped him up.
"The one cheek wonder?!" Margaret laughed.
"Yeah! I know right?"
"Well I think your nickname is funnier."
"Let me guess, is it 'Diaper boy'?"
"Oh my God, how'd you know?"
"You call me that, and Rigby said the same thing!" Mordecai pointed out.
"Well, I think we should try to go to bed. Hehe."
"You're right, it's already like what? One, two, three? A, B, C? HAHAHA!"
"No seriously though, let's go!"
"Ugh, okay okay, fine."
THE NEXT DAY
"Margaret, it's already twelve, let's get up." Mordecai mumbled.
"No." She pulled the pillow over her head.
"Margaret, you know that I'm gonna make you wake up."
"No." She repeated.
"That's it!" Mordecai started to tickle her armpits and belly, and Margaret started to laugh,
"HA ha! st- stop, stop! Stop! STOP!" She pushed him away.
"What's wrong?" Mordecai asked.
"What's that smell?" Margaret got up, only to see the living room trashed with food everywhere, "Oh, that explains it."
"What's wron- oh," Mordecai stopped, "Well, it was worth helping my headache at least."
"Ugh! We have to clean it up now!" She buried her face in her hands.
"That's fine," Mordecai limped to the middle of the room, "Me and Rigby have had this problem. We're pros at cleaning it up, so you can just chill out on the couch."
"Wow, thanks," She kissed him softly on the beak, "Good luck."
Mordecai started to fill all the trash and food into a garbage bag. After that, he took out the vacuum and started to get all the smaller things. He then sprayed the house to finish the job.
"That was fast," the robin blinked, "that only took you thirty minutes!"
"Yeah, me and Rigby had to work fast so Benson wouldn't find out."
"Well, like I said earlier," She pointed at the blue jay, "Don't go crazy with it."
"Don't worry, Rigby was the one you had to watch out for." Mordecai chuckled, but his smile fell quickly, "Oh crap! Rigby!" He ran out the door, and got into Margaret's car. He drove up to the park house and ran up the stairs. He burst through the door the see Rigby face-first on the floor.
"Benson," Rigby whined, "Leave me alone!"
"Calm down dude, it's me, Mordecai."
"Oh good... can you help me up?"
"Fine," He grabbed the raccoon's arm and pulled him up quickly.
"Wait," Rigby held up his finger, "How come you didn't end up like me?"
"Because I'm bigger than you," Mordecai snickered, "you're like, less than half my size."
"What does that have to do with anything?"
"That's right! I keep forgetting that you dropped out of high school!" Mordecai laughed.
Rigby attempted to punch him, but nothing happened. "You're lucky I'm not in my death-kwon-do uniform."
"Yeah, yeah. Let's just get the milk for Benson."
TWO MONTHS LATER
"Let's go Rigby!" Mordecai yelled from downstairs, "We're gonna be late!" Today was the day that Mordecai was finally going to get his gigantic cast off, and get the stitches out of his head.
"Weren't you supposed to get all that junk taken off like, a month ago?" Rigby asked as he was walking down the stairs.
"Yeah, but doctors are never accurate." They both got into the cart and drove to the doctor's. They waited in the waiting room for almost an hour and a half, until the nurse called Mordecai in. They did a small checkup and then started to look at his cast.
"So I see that you're getting this off today?" The doctor said, not keeping his eyes off Mordecai's leg.
"Yep! Finally. Heh." The doctor looked at him with the straightest face in the world, "No?" Mordecai peeped nervously.
"OK, I am going to get the tools, and I'll be right back." The doctor left. Then, Mordecai's phone buzzed, from Rigby.
Rigby: Hey dude, u get cast off yet?
Mordecai: No, my doctors super weird tho.
Rigby: I used to have a teacher like that. Anyway hurry, because Im running out of things to do on my phone.
The doctor walked in after about ten minutes, with what looked like a pizza cutter. He saw the look on Mordecai's face and chuckled.
"Don't worry. This saw is special because it can't cut you're skin. Only the cast." Mordecai relaxed a little. The doctor then turned on the saw and started cutting Mordecai's cast. After a minute or two, Mordecai's super skinny and wrinkled leg was showing. "Now, your foot may be a little weak for a while, but don't worry, it'll catch up to your other one if you use it more. Now onto your stitches!" He turned Mordecai around and looked at his head. "Okay, this might hurt." Mordecai tensed up, only to feel a small pinch. "There's one,"
"That's it?" Mordecai asked.
"Yep, only a few more to go." After all his stitches were out, and was about to leave, Mordecai waved at the doctor, only to get a blank expression in return.
"Okaaayyy." Mordecai walked back out to the waiting room to see Rigby asleep. Mordecai pushed his head.
"Ehhh, you're done? Finally! Took forever!"
"What? It's not like you have anywhere to be." Mordecai smirked.
"SHUT UP!"
Rigby pulled up to Margaret's apartment complex to drop Mordecai off.
"See ya dude!"
"Bye," Mordecai walked up the stairs as Rigby drove off. He knocked on the door for Margaret to open it with her keys.
"Where are you going?" Mordecai asked.
"I thought we could watch a movie tonight so I'm going to the store for some snacks since we obviously don't have any more."
"Alright then, I'll pick a movie while you're gone."
"Sounds good, I'll be back in a few." She kissed him goodbye and got into her car. Mordecai looked at the movie shelf to pick something. His eyes landed on a certain title, "Perfect," he said to himself. Margaret got back about half an hour later to catch the box in her hand.
"Shy Guy?" She asked.
"Yeah, it's one of my favorites. Why?"
"Nothing," She shrugged her shoulders. She took out all the snacks as Mordecai set up the movie. They both laid down on the couch together and pulled a blanket over themselves. Still super comfortable, Margaret thought. After the movie, that Mordecai still liked, they decided to go to bed. They were both laying down until Margaret pulled Mordecai towards her.
"What's the occasion?" Mordecai asked.
"You're stitches are out. Now we can finished what you started two months ago." Margaret raised her eyebrows. Mordecai kissed her neck,
"It's a good thing you reminded me."
Author's Note: Yay! Mordecai's all better! His doctor is a little odd though. Anyway I wanted to update because next week is test week at my school so I'm probably not going to be able to update as much. Until after that's over,
Andrew out!
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