Thanks so much for the four reviews on Chapter One! Though it doesn't seem like much, I still have never gotten that many reviews on the first chapter of a story. So, in response to that, I am going to release Chapter Two quite a bit early for you guys. Just to show how much I love you all for reading my story! Enjoy!
Mordecai sighed as he walked back to the house. They had just finished doing their daily chores and he was eager to just sit down, relax, and play some video games. The entire day, both Mordecai and Rigby had barely said a word to each other as they drove on the golf cart to gather trash cans. The blue jay still had some resentment towards Rigby's behavior the previous day. However, he did regret saying those things he said the other night. He recalled the hurt on the raccoon's face after the words had slipped from his mouth. He wanted to apologize, but couldn't find a way to approach Rigby about it. Every time he attempted to begin some small talk, the raccoon would simply shut him out and continue working. He didn't think Rigby was angry in any way. Nor did he think he was expecting any kind of apology. It just seemed like the little raccoon wanted to be as far away from him as possible. This made Mordecai extremely guilty. I'll apologize when we get inside. Some video games would do us some good.He nodded to himself as the large house came into view.
They stepped inside the living room and Mordecai fell onto the couch and grabbed a controller. He looked expectantly at Rigby and realized the raccoon was already making his way toward the stairs. Mordecai called out. "Hey, don't wanna play?"
Rigby paused mid step. Mordecai took note of the raccoon's deliberate attempts to avoid eye contact as he replied, "Um no, man. I'm tired today. I think I'm going to just take a nap."
Mordecai felt a [pang of disappointment as he slumped his shoulders. "Oh, okay dude. Get some rest."
Rigby nodded and continued to make his way up the steps. The blue jay sighed in defeat and switched on the console. As he began playing he started to think about what exactly was going on with is best friend.
He sat there and recalled him punching the raccoon in the arm which resulted in the fight. Maybe I should stop hitting him so hard. He shook his head. No, he just needs to stop being a baby about it. It's not like he doesn't hit me. Then he remembered all the times Rigby had punched him, it had not been hard. Every time he hit the raccoon, he usually gave a good amount of force in it. He is a little guy. It probably hurts him more than I think. He clenched his jaw as he vowed to go easier on Rigby from now on.
He also thought about how upset Rigby was upstairs last night. That couldn't have been from me punching him. Something else is bothering him too. He ran recent events through his head that might have affected the raccoon's behavior. Any changes that he may not have liked. He recalled Margaret calling him and asking him out. It was soon after that, Rigby became upset. Maybe he's jealous or something. He hasn't had a single girlfriend since I've known him. He's gotta be lonely. I bet that's it. He just needs to go out more and get himself a girl.
Suddenly, he remembered that he had a date with Margaret tonight. He looked at his phone.
6:30
"Oh shit!"
Mordecai dropped the game controller and sprinted upstairs. Tonight was the night when he would finally take the girl of his dreams out! Tonight was his chance to be happy. He had to make sure that he looked perfect. I'll take Rigby out to get a girl soon. Then he won't be so miserable all the time.
Rigby was awakened by Mordecai shutting the door quite loudly. Not really paying mind to the fact that he had just woken the raccoon from his somewhat peaceful slumber. "Hey, dude! I have to be at Margaret's in the next hour. Can you help me get ready real quick?"
Rigby groaned as he sat up in the bed. Great, now he had to help the blue jay look good for the bitch as well. "Can't you dress yourself, bro? I was kind of sleeping."
"C'mon man." Mordecai said. "You sleep all the time! Just do me this solid, please. I want to impress her tonight."
Rigby grimaced as he got out of bed and walked over to the avian. "Fine, bro. You owe me."
Mordecai ended up going with an old prom tux. Despite it being a bit small on him, the blue jay still looked stunning with it on. Rigby couldn't help but smile as he imagined Mordecai someday dressing up like that for him. It was a fool's dream, but a good dream, nonetheless.
Mordecai turned around and gazed at Rigby expectantly, "Well?"
Rigby couldn't get rid of his smile as he replied "You look great, dude." in a dream-like state.
"Hell yeah, I do." Mordecai obviously paid no attention to Rigby's gawking as he turned back toward the mirror. "So you think, Margaret will be impressed?"
Rigby rolled his eyes and muttered under his breath, "Probably not."
"What was that?"
Rigby snapped his head back toward his best friend. "Nothing!"
Mordecai narrowed his eyes at the little raccoon. "No, dude. I heard you mutter something. Are you talking shit?"
Rigby sighed and lowered his head. "No, man. I'm just tired of hearing shit about Margaret right now."
"Dude what the hell is your problem with her? Every time you see her anymore, you barely say anything to her and when you do, you're always rude. Seriously, man. It's getting on my last nerve. What the hell has she done that causes you to get mad every time I do so much as say her name?"
Rigby felt his anger getting the best of him. Choosing his words carefully, he replied. "Nothing, Mordecai. She's...fine."
Mordecai was clearly getting angry himself. "No, Rigs. Obviously, something is up, and you're gonna tell me."
Rigby was at his wits end. "You know what?" He lost control of his words as he continued. "She's a bitch. She's an unappreciative, self centered bitch. She walks around here, banging every guy in town, and ignores you every step of the way. The only time she ever has anything to do with you is when she wants something. You're so into her, that you're too blind to see that she doesn't give two fucks about you!"
Mordecai's eyes were wide as the raccoon continued. "She's not right for you, Mordecai! There are plenty of other people out there who could make you a lot happier than she could. She doesn't deserve you. So yeah, sorry that I get a little pissed off that you continuously pine at her heels when everyone else knows that she will never want you! She only wants one night stands and the sooner you realize that, the better!"
As Rigby finished his rage filled speech, he noticed that Mordecai had a noticeable vein sticking out of his neck; and his face was a dark shade of red. Oh god. You've done it now, Rigby.
Mordecai took a slow step towards his friend, fists shaking with rage. "You little fuck. Don't talk about Margaret like that! You don't fucking know her! She's been through a lot lately and the last thing she needs is you being a total dick to her just because you're jealous!"
Rigby about lunged for the blue jay right then and there. "Jealous? You think I'm fucking jealous?"
"No, I know you're jealous!" Mordecai retorted. "You're jealous that I actually have someone! Jealous, because you haven't had a single girlfriend since the time we've known each other! You know why? Because you're an immature little brat who only cares about himself! Who the hell would want that?"
Rigby felt tears well up in his eyes. Usually he would wipe them away in an attempt to hide them, but he was too emotionally distraught to even think about it at that moment. "Fuck you!You-"
He was interrupted by Mordecai raising a hand indicating that he was done talking. "No, I'm through with this shit. You are not going to ruin my night. Now, I'm leaving to go and pick up my girlfriend and have a good fucking time. You, on the other hand, can sit up here and be all alone like you always have been!"
Mordecai stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind him. Rigby walked over to his trampoline and flipped it over in anger. He threw some objects around the room before he jumped onto Mordecai's bed. He went face first into the pillow and began punching it repeatedly.
"Fuck you, fuck you fuck you!" He screamed into the fabric. "Why do I have to love you? Why do I have to ruin everything?"
As he laid there, hating himself for not controlling his anger. He couldn't help but imagine what Mordecai might end up doing later that evening. He instantly tried to block that image out of his mind. However, the more he failed at it, the more he wanted to rip Margaret's head off.
Rigby lifted his head from the pillow and got off the bed. "I have to get out of here!"
He sprinted downstairs and out the door into the pouring rain. He ran as fast as he could, water stinging his eyes. He had to get as far away from there as fast as he could before he went insane. He had to bury it all.
Mordecai pulled the golf cart up to the coffee shop where Margaret worked. The rain pattered on the roof, and the blue jay silently thanked Skips for attaching a plastic covering over the sides to prevent the occupants from getting wet. His hands gripped the steering wheel as if he were dangling off the edge of a cliff and that was the only thing to keep him from falling to the bottom. He glanced at his knuckles and noticed they were white. He released his hands only to ball them into fists. He had the strongest urge to punch the nearest object. Before he acted on that urge, he took a deep breath. "Easy, Mordecai." He told himself. "No need to let that twerp get you wound up and have you ruin the night."
He shook his head as he thought about what the raccoon had said. You're my best friend. You're supposed to support me! Instead, Rigby had voiced his displeasure of Mordecai's affection toward the robin. Hell, he did more than voice displeasure. He practically slandered Margaret's name to his face. Rigby was lucky the blue jay didn't throw him through the window when he said all of that. He couldn't believe Rigby could be so selfish. Sure he said it like he was just trying to look out for his friend, but Mordecai saw through that mask. The raccoon was only doing it because he was jealous of the fact that the avian actually had someone. He felt sorry for Rigby before, but now he was just angry.
He noticed movement from the corner of his eye and turned to see Margaret exiting the coffee shop. She spotted Mordecai immediately and waved as she jogged up to the golf cart. "Hey!" she piped as she entered the cart. "Damn, this rain is horrible! Thanks for picking me up."
Mordecai batted a hand at her. "Hey, it's no problem. How was work?"
Margaret rolled her eyes. "Dreadful! We were swamped all day. Just a constant rush. I'm so glad I'm done for tonight!"
The avian chuckled as he pulled out onto the road. "So, you have any ideas what you wanna watch tonight?"
"Yeah, actually!" The robin adjusted herself to where she was facing Mordecai. "There's this new one that was just released yesterday. It's called The Right One. It's supposed to be good!"
"What is it? Some love story?"
"Yeah. Like unrequited love, or something."
Mordecai groaned on the inside, but forced a smile. "Alright, sounds good with me."
They pulled up to the movie theater. The parking lot, surprisingly, had many vacant spots for a Saturday night. The car ride was short, but full of conversation. So far, so good. Mordecai thought as he pulled into the nearest parking space.
The rain had not let up as they quickly jumped out of the cart and sprinted toward the theater. Mordecai decided to try and be a gentleman and hold the door for her. This earned him a grateful smile which gave him goosebumps. The avian followed her inside where they got their tickets. Mordecai covered the drinks and popcorn and they both wandered down the hall and into the theater room.
They both walked out of the theater. Margaret ended up loving the movie. Mordecai, of course, agreed with her. However, inside, he just thought of it as another cheesy romance with predictable scenes that seemed to be a little too inspired from other romance movies. Not his cup of tea. Their walk back to the golf cart consisted of her raving about the movie. "And that part where they end up separating? Oh my god, I can't wait for the sequel!"
Mordecai grunted in agreement. To be honest, he was thinking about his best friend during the entire movie when he should have been concentrating on Margaret. He had since gotten mostly over their argument from earlier. In fact, he felt a bit guilty for saying what he said. He hoped Rigby was okay and didn't take it to heart.
Margaret noticed his silence and tapped his shoulder to get his attention. Mordecai snapped his head toward her. "Huh?"
"I said are you okay?" She had a concerned expression on her face.
Mordecai sighed. "Yeah, it's just...Rigby and I got into a fight earlier."
"About what."
Mordecai decided to keep quiet about the subject for obvious reasons. "Nothing worth mentioning. Just something that started out as a bicker then turned into something much worse. I said a lot of things to him I shouldn't have and I'm just worried about him. He always takes things personal and I just don't want him being mad at me forever because of this."
They both had sat down in the golf cart and began driving down the road when Margaret replied. "Hmm. Well it sounds like Rigby needs to grow up, as usual."
This took Mordecai by surprise. "Say again?"
"I said he needs to grow up. He's the same age as you, yet he acts like he's fifteen or something. I just don't know how you're able to put up with someone like that every day. I can't stand to be around him more than ten minutes!"
With almost any other subject, Mordecai would be passive about. But he couldn't help but feel angered by the way she was insulting Rigby. "Hey, don't talk about him like that, please. He may be immature, but he's my best friend."
Margaret scoffed. "With all of the trouble he's gotten you into? Yeah, he seems like a caring friend. Do yourself a favor, Mordecai. Ditch his ass for good. All he's ever going to do is drag you down."
Mordecai had reached his breaking point. He couldn't believe he was hearing this right now. "What? And you're any better? I spent a year chasing after you, throwing you hint after obvious hint every day I saw you. Yet, you were never interested. You would never give me a chance. Rigby, has always been there for me as a friend. Yeah, we get into trouble, and it's mostly his fault; but he has never once caused the amount of emotional damage as you have on a daily basis. So I would appreciate it if you don't talk about him like that."
Margaret was at a loss for words for a couple of seconds before turning her head away from him and muttering, "Whatever."
Two minutes of silence passed before they reached Margaret's apartment. She stared out the windshield as he asked, "So, are you gonna come in so we can fuck or what? Because, I have a guy coming over tomorrow."
Mordecai gazed at the robin in shock. "Jesus Christ, how did I not see this before? Rigby was right about you."
"What?"
"Get out, Margaret."
She sat there for a moment with her mouth agape before letting out a hmff and stepping out of the golf cart. As soon as she was clear, Mordecai pulled back onto the road and began heading back to the park.
I can't believe her,he thought. All this time, I was so blind to what kind of person she actually is. She totally just wanted me for a one night stand all along. She always seemed so nice. I guess you don't find out what kind of person someone is until you date them.Mordecai sighed as he pulled into the parking lot for the park. He made his way onto the bike path and continued to drive, trying his best to see through the heavy rain.
"Jeez this rain makes it near impossible to drive!" he exclaimed out loud. He decided it would be a good idea to pull off to the side until the rain let up. Better to do that than to wreck into a tree.
As he turned off the golf cart, he leaned back into the seat and sighed. All this time he had wasted in chasing after Margaret. Turns out she wasn't even worth it. He didn't even know where to go from there. He had imagined building a life with that girl. He was going to be that model boyfriend that she never had. Deep down, he should've known things wouldn't work out like he had planned. After all, nothing ever does. He just had to find a way to move on from this. He didn't need someone like that in his life. Especially someone that talked about Rigby like she did.
He turned his head to look out at the trees. Watching the rainwater drip from the many leaves. As heavy as the rain was, the blue jay thought it was quite soothing. A sudden movement directed his attention toward one of the trees. There was a small figure huddled under a giant oak. At first, Mordecai thought it was just some dog or cat taking shelter from the rain, but after studying the figure for a moment, he made out a bushy tail and a pointy snout. That can't be...is that...Rigby?
He wasn't too sure, and he didn't want to walk over there just to get mauled by some rabid dog. Just then, it moved to where Mordecai could make out some of it's facial features. It was Rigby.
"Rigby, what the hell?" Mordecai jumped out of the golf cart, paying no attention to the cold rain as he rushed up to the small ball of fur. He kneeled beside the raccoon who's eyes were closed and shook him. "Rigby! Rigby, what are you doing out here, dude?"
The little raccoon barely opened his eyes to look at the worried blue jay. "M-Mordecai." he muttered.
"Dude, you're going to get sick lying out here! Come on, man, get up so we can get back to the house."
He prodded Rigby once more before the raccoon weakly batted his hand away and in a barely audible voice, said, "No, just leave me alone."
Mordecai shook his head and bent down to pick up Rigby. The raccoon fought weakly for a few seconds before giving up and going limp in the avian's arms. Mordecai carried the exhausted raccoon and laid him down inside the cart.
By the time they had reached the house, Rigby had had fallen asleep. Mordecai parked the cart, scooped up the sleeping raccoon and carried him inside. As he walked upstairs, Mordecai noticed how heavily Rigby was shivering. Who knows how long he was out there.He thought with despair.
He hurried Rigby up to their room and laid him on the raccoon's trampoline. As he did so, Rigby's eyes fluttered open. "M-Mordec-cai, w-what are y-you d-d-doing?" He stuttered through chattering teeth.
"I need to warm you up before you freeze to death." Mordecai covered up Rigby with as many covers as he could find. "What in the hell were you thinking, man? You could have died out there."
Rigby lowered his eyes. "I just needed to get away for a while."
"That's no excuse, dude!" Mordecai shook his head as he sat on the edge of the bed. "Look, I'm sorry for what I said to you earlier, Rigs, I really am. I didn't mean any of it."
"I'm sorry too, Mordecai." Rigby replied in a small voice.
The two sat there for a minute before Rigby spoke up once more. "So, how was the date?"
"I don't want to talk about it, dude." Mordecai said glumly.
"C'moooooooooooooon!"
The blue jay sighed with annoyance. "It didn't go well, Rigs. She turned out to be the very person you said she was." Seeing a certain gleam in the raccoons eyes, he said. "Yes, Rigby, you were right. Bask in it while you can."
The raccoon gave a weak smile. "I won't do that."
"Good."
Mordecai went to turn off the lights and laid down to go to sleep. He felt the raccoon's eyes on him as they both laid there for the next few minutes. Eventually, Rigby piped up. "Hey Mordecai?"
"What, dude."
"How does it feel to know I'm right?"
Mordecai's response was to throw the nearest hard object at the raccoon.
"Ouch!"
"How does that feel?"
Rigby didn't say another word, so Mordecai took it that the other male was finished with his taunting. The avian sighed as he turned over and laid there as the darkness soothed him into slumber.
Well I originally had written something else entirely for that scene. I had Rigby continue to shiver and Mordecai, feeling sorry for him, lays down with him and wraps his arm around him. However, I realized that is very out of character for Rigby as he does not like much physical contact. (Well get to that later) So I changed it to this. To be honest, I was a little sad to change it. :(
Anyways, this is my favorite chapter so far. It had a lot go on in it, and the aftermath of the rain part was so fun to create. Anyways, be sure to review and let me know what you guys think! Oh, also. I found the perfect Morby song. Look up on YouTube: "Break In" by Halestorm. Think of it from Rigby's point of view. It's so perfect. I had that song on repeat during the last of this chapter. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed, guys! Until the next chapter!