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I walk downstairs and into the living room, I plop in between Mordecai and Rigby and watch whatever their watching before asking, "Mordecai?" "What." He says while looking at me, "How did I become 21?" "Well...you see...when I brought you here from the letter the vortex might have generated you to be an older being." "You mean...I grew up 7 years?" "Yeah, pretty much." "Hmpf." I hear Rigby grunt. "What's wrong Rigby?" I say to him. "Can you scoot over a bit." "Sure." I scoot close to Mordecai. "A little more." He says while waving his hand for me to scoot farther. I'm really close to Mordecai, I could feel his shoulder brushing against mine and his hand only a few inches away from mine too. I just want to hug him for letting me stay here and away from that horrid place I used to call home. But I can't because it will look really awkward. I mean, he just met me in person, and I have too, its just weird.

We sit there for a couple minutes until I stand up and strap my bag over me and walk upstairs. "Where you going?" Mordecai asks me, I stop mid-way up the stairs and reply back, "Un-pack my things." "Need any help?" "Nah, I can do it, thanks for asking though." "No problem. The bedroom is the last door down the hall." "Okay."

I open the door to their bedroom and drop my stuff on the floor, un-zipping it I pull out my clothes and fold them neatly and stuff them back in. I grab my toothbrush and hairbrush and some other personal things and walk to the bathroom. I put my red toothbrush beside a blue toothbrush and a green one too, I also put my hairbrush in the shower, I look at the shampoo's they had. Axe, and Suave. There was only one girlish shampoo and conditioner there. VO5. Nice.

I go back to the room and see Mordecai sitting on his bed and looking up at the ceiling. "Hey Mordecai." "Hey." I kneel down in my bag and pull out my new notebook and pencil and set them near Mordecai's night stand. "I thought you were downstairs with Rigby." How rude of me to ask, but its true though. "I was...it got boring, he started complaining about how he wanted to watch his shows first so I left cause I really didn't feel like hitting him." "Hmpf." I loved the way me and him are actually having a conversation like this. I still couldn't believe I'm here in the RS universe! I pulled out my binder and set it aside too. "What's that?" Mordecai says while pointing at my binder. "Nothing, just some drawings and stuff." "Can I see?" "Sure." He knelt beside me and opened the overly filled binder that will STILL probably explode someday...but guess what?...that day was today. The binder split open and all my sheets flew all around the room, its like someone dropped a paper bomb in the room and it went off. "I'm sorry Myra! I didn't mean to make it explode!" I chuckle, "It's okay, it was gonna explode someday anyway." He sighed in relief and helped me pick all my papers back up. There was only one sheet left and we both reached for it, not realizing our hands were touching. Mordecai notices and pulls away, he's blushing uncontrollably. I blush too, for that brief second I actually got to feel his feathers against my skin, it sent shivers in my spine. Not for fear. But for touching him.

I grab the sheet and hand it to him, he sits in the bed. I sit next to him to watch his expressions on my drawings. I don't know why but I do that a lot, I look over at someone's face when their looking at my drawings or stories to see if they like it or not. Mordecai see's this but ignores it. He nods on a couple of them and smirks at some too, until he see's this one picture to where he bursts out laughing, I laugh too. It was the picture of Benson as a nerd with high overalls and big square geeky glasses with scotch tape in the middle and crooked teeth. You got to admit, its funny when you think about it. He stops laughing then starts again, "R-Rigby! Hahahaha, come here and heh look at this!" I hear the small pitter patter of the small raccoons feet come up the stairs and into the bedroom. "What?" "L-look at hahahahahaha." He couldn't stop laughing. He gives the sheet to Rigby and the first thing he does is fall on the floor laughing, I laugh too but stop to pull out the rest of my stuff. I feel a little embarrassed pulling out my things in front of them, I grab a stack of bills and show them to Mordecai who is still trying to catch his breath from laughing too much, "Hey, why did I need to bring money?" "Oh just in case you wanted to buy some stuff for yourself, we don't have any money. But we were gonna work harder to get some for you." That's so sweet. "It's okay, I have a lot of money anyway, so if you guys need to borrow some I'd like to hand a little over." "Cool." Rigby says. "I think that's sweet of you to do that for us but we would like to earn it ourselves if that's okay." I look at Rigby's face, he's frowning cause he has to work to get money he eventually wastes later on. "Well if you guys reconsider I'm here for you."

I put the money away and pull out my pillow, "What's that?" Rigby says to me, I quickly hide it and turn around to face him, "Nothing really." He steps forward and grabs my arm that holds the object I'm trying to hide. I could feel his warmth in his hand when he takes the pillow away from me, my hand is empty now. "Hey it's a pillow of us..." He flips it over, "All of us." Mordecai takes the pillow, I can only watch with horror of how he will react to it...suprisingly calm. "Sweet dude, it feels so soft." He brushes the pillow on his face, its true, that pillow is very soft. Like touching a new born baby's skin that's just been moisturized. Mordecai sets it down on the bed and leaves. "Where you going?" Rigby says. I look at Mordecai's face, he's smiling but then looks down on Rigby, "Gonna watch TV." "No way man! I already said I wanted to watch my shows first!" "Then why don't you go down there then until I do." "Fine, I will." He scampers out of the room and downstairs, Mordecai shakes his head as if it were obvious and kneels next to me again. "You know...I wasn't expecting you to actually look like this." "Really? Me neither." Of course I wasn't, I just grew up 7 years what else? "Your hair..." "I know...its so long and curly." "Yeah...hey you wanna, you know." "What." "Play a game or something?" "Sure, what kind of game?" "Strong Johns, its really fun." "Okay, but I might need some help, I suck at playing new games." "Its alright I'll teach you."

We walk downstairs, I hear small snores on the couch, I see Rigby asleep with the remote control in his hand. Mordecai takes the remote and pushes Rigby to the other side of the couch, he pats his hand on the empty space beside him for me to sit down. I do. He flips through the channels and stops on one that is completely blue screened, he pushes the power button on the game and leans back onto the couch handing me a controller and himself at the same time. The game for Strong Johns appears and we started to battle, I was dying on the first round. It was confusing to have Mordecai instruct me and try to play at the same time. "The X button is for jumping, the O is to throw uppercuts, the square is for regular hitting and triangle is to do a special attack." I beat one guy up but then another guy comes and kills my guy behind my back. "I told you I suck at new games." "It's alright, at least you tried." "Hmpf." The door slams open, I jump up and dust off for some reason...it was Benson and he was really red, he comes up to Mordecai and yells in his face, "Mordecai I told you to rake the leaves hours ago!" "I know but we..." "No buts you are going to..." Mordecai's standing next to me and whispers in my ear, "That's our boss Benson, he's always like that so don't worry if he's mad at you, its probably for another reason." I nod and look back at the gumball machine who is extremely red, he looks like he could explode with so much anger. "And who the hell is this?" "I'm Myra sir and you don't need to yell." I say to him before Mordecai could introduce me. "What are doing here?" He seems to be cooling down, "I've decided I want to work here at the park if its alright with you?" "Uh, okay." He's blushing. Ugh! Why is he looking at me like that? "Just follow me." He goes upstairs and I follow, I look back before I couldn't see the living room anymore, Mordecai sticks a thumbs up and waves me goodbye.

*In the office*

"Alright...tell me about yourself." Benson said to me while leaning back in his chair. "Well..." What was I suppose to tell him? I just got in this universe 7 years later with no back story to it. I have to make something up, maybe tell him about my past or something. "I love to draw and write, work, clean you know it. My favorite chore is laundry and wiping stuff down. But Benson can I ask you something?" "Anything Myra." I'm surprised he's not flipping out right now. "Do you think I can stay here?" "What do you mean?" He sits up. "I don't have a home...well I used to live with my father but then I got this step-mom who can't stand me being around and the first chance she got she kicked me out...my dad didn't even stand up to her." I told him this so he can feel bad, he looks like he does. "It's like he doesn't care about his little girl anymore." I sniff and look down making sure my hair covers up my face so he won't know I'm faking, he turns a bright blue and comes next to me and pats my back. "I think that's enough information for me, you go ahead and stay here. But I might have to find out a way to get you to sleep somewhere." "I can sleep in the bedroom down the hall." I'm gonna make him let me sleep with Mordecai and Rigby so I won't have to sleep by myself. Yesh. "That's Mordecai and Rigby's room, I can just move them out of there and..." "No, i-its okay, I don't mind sharing a room with them." "You sure? I mean they are...goofballs and most importantly...guys." "I would always share a room with my step-brothers, it sucked but I'm used to it."

Benson shrugs and sits back in his chair. "So you'll clean and work?" "Yes." "Okay you'll be doing laundry and dishes." "Whoa, I'm sorry to disappoint you Benson, but..." He looks at my face and I look at his, I could see my reflection in his glass, "I don't...do dishes." "Why?" He sounded more serious. "It just bothers me a lot that I have to be doing dishes." "Why?" He asks again. "Well, when I was little my step-mom, this was before I got kicked out, would beat the crap out of me for doing the dishes. She didn't want my dad thinking she's lazy around him, but once he's gone she spanks me and tells me to finish, when she gets back she pushes me into my room and stands next to the sink. No dishes were there, they were all clean. And my dad would think she was the one who did them." Benson shakes his head yes, I could hear his gumballs rattle inside. "That's fine but I'll have to schedule you with Mordecai and Rigby's chores too, you guys will be doing the same things except your laundry thing is your own responsibility." I nod and shake his cold metal hand, "Deal."

On my way out of his office I look out the window, it was already purplish slash orange outside. I go downstairs and see Rigby was still asleep on the couch, but Mordecai wasn't there. I walk into the kitchen and I found the bluejay I was looking for. "What are you doing?" I ask him, it looks like he's making a sandwich or something, but you can't be too sure sometimes. "Making something to eat. You hungry?" "A little." My stomach growled really loud, how embarrassing. He chuckles but tells me to sit down, "I guess you are." He places a sandwich in front of me and sits in Rigby's chair. I took a couple bites into my meal and looked up at Mordecai, I chuckled a bit and moved some of my hair out of the way, he notices and tells me, "What." "Nothing, its just...I can't believe we are actually meeting each other right now." "Yeah, I was super excited about you coming here. But...what was going on over there?" "Over what?" "You said that there was to be a bloodbath over where you were at." "Oh that, well some of these girls were messing with me and I decided to strike them back, but it didn't exactly go according to plans." "What do you mean?" He puts his sandwich down and wipes the crumbs off his beak. "It was in the 2nd hour of the day and..." I don't wanna tell him everything, I'll just cut some parts out. "...this bird flies in and scratches the crud out of her cause she was about to beat the crap out of me for embarrassing her and the next thing I knew today she was holding a knife to me until I opened up the letter that is." "Hmpf...and what about the scorpion step-mom?" "It was just my step-mom leaving with my dad and her family without me...she hates me really bad, and she said she'll be gone for a month or two." "That sucks." "Yeah, I know." Yawn...god dang I'm tired. "Boy, I'm beat. I'm gonna get ready for bed."

I scoot out of the chair and out of the kitchen, Mordecai calls out to me before I head upstairs, "Did Benson tell you where you were sleeping?" "Yeah, he said I was going to sleep with you guys." He stays quiet, is that bad? "O-okay, see you up there...I guess." Okay that was weird, does he want me sleeping with him and Rigby or not? Either that or he's actually gonna have a girl sleeping in his room for the first time. I grab a couple of clothes and go to the shower, I put them on the toilet seat cover and undress myself. The gauze was still on my hand but I think its about time to take it off, it unravels itself after a few twists and its amazing of how my hand looks healed completely. I jump in the shower and turn the knob to a warming temperature. You know...I'm surprised I haven't seen Pops yet. Usually he'd be around here somewhere. I rub the VO5 in my hair and brushed it out, I grab my toothbrush and started to brush my teeth in the shower too. After a good cleansing I rap myself up and look in the mirror. Its not my mirror. Its their mirror. This isn't my bathroom. Its their bathroom. Everything was theirs. I don't feel homesick, this is the best for me and the best for my odd parents. I don't have to worry about getting into trouble, or hurt, or possibly danger. This was the place I've always wanted to go...and I'm here now. I'm so happy I don't know how to express it, I just smile.

In the bedroom Rigby was curled up in his trampoline and Mordecai was laying in his bed with his arms behind his head, he looks at me and smiles, "Benson brought you a sleeping bag." I smile back and settle inside it, it feels cold but warming at the same time, I look up at the ceiling for a few minutes then turn to look underneath Mordecai's bed...nothing there. I was so tired and yet, I can't fall asleep. The ticking of the clock was getting annoying but I had to deal with it. I think an hour has passed and I still wasn't asleep. Why can't I go to sleep? That's when I knew something was wrong...I didn't have the pillow my mom gave me. That thing helps me sleep every night, it was the perfect sleeping material. I get out of my sleeping bag quietly and tip toed around the room looking for it. It wasn't anywhere. Where could it be? I look at Mordecai's bed and see him sound asleep. I can't believe I'm doing this. I go over to the bed and take the sheets off slowly, he doesn't react, just stays asleep. The sheets are off and I see the pillow in front of Mordecai's stomach. I reach over him and grab the pillow lightly and fall on the floor when Mordecai snorts really loud. No one wakes up. Sigh, that was close. The door to their bedroom creaks open and a huge head pops out from the doorway, I look over the edge of the bed to see who it was...it was Pops. He comes in and whispers to me, "What are doing here fine girl?" "I live here with you guys, I'm you're a new coworker in the park." I whisper back. He nods and takes me by my hand and pulls me up so now I'm standing. "Come with me." He says. He takes me out of the bedroom and into the first room in the hallway. His room was the same as it is in the show, he sits on the bed in his regular clothes and sits me next to him. He raises his voice since no one can hear him in the room anyway. "What's your name darling?" "Myra. Sir." "Please, call me Pops." "Okay." He sticks his hand inside his vest and pulls out a swirled caramel lollipop. "Butterscotch ripple?" I take it and smile, I stuff it in my jeans pocket and yawn again. "Can't sleep?" "Yeah." "Well, there's no need for that, you can drift away while hearing this." He gets up and sits in the chair for the piano, he plays it so perfectly, not one note missed. Its so soothing I could feel my eye's get heavy. I noticed I had my pillow in my hand. I hug it tightly and plop down on Pops bed, my eyes were so tired I barely had any sight left, the only thing I remember was Pops carrying me back into the room and tucking me in the sleeping bag Benson gave me.

What will happen in the morning? Work maybe? Breakfast first? No one knows...except me. Review please.