Told you it'd be up soon. *is not a liar this time* :D It's barely been 24 hours(: 9Does anyone realize how hard it is to come up with cheesy, punny titles?)

First thing's first: Shout out to my supermegafoxyawesomehawt reviewing homegirl—STARBOMB. Thanks for getting on my back about this, I seriously appreciate it(: all my virtual love, chika~~

But anyway… this will be the last official chapter. So technically, this story is finished. Erase that small frown, because it just means I'm going to be doing more. MUCH MOAR. I'm going to be working on full stories collaborations with some of my friends. My homie Panda (CybertronianGirl01 on deviantArt dot com, since she has no fanfiction account) and my ever amazing cousin Rita (StarCat188 on dA, BeyondTheDark on here) will be helping me with these stories. (As a side note, Rita wrote the first four paragraphs of this—I couldn't figure how to start it xD)

This will mean:: Better updates, more epic-ness, and longer stories. Since I'll have both of them helping me, there will be a blend of writing styles that will hopefully tickle your fancy. Trust me when I say; these girl are le BOMB. We'll support each other, we'll pick up slack for each other, and a bunch of other cheesy words go here.(:

Sorry for the length of this note, but… sha.

Anyway, enjoy this! :D It's the last chapter of this, but certainly not the last you'll hear of Charlotte and Luna's insane adventures~

Rigby was taking a walk around town, taking his '5 minute break' (that actually ended an hour ago). Mordecai had ditched him about half an hour ago because he really didn't want to get caught by Benson. The raccoon, however, wanted to stay in town and continue his 'mission' as he called it. Which was really just him walking around, finding little, interesting things in alleys or people's pockets.

Spotting a tall man with many easy-access pockets, he made his move. His small paw quickly closed over something electronic in the man's coat. Unfortunately, the man became aware of the theft immediately.

"Hey! You trying to steal my phone?" One man in a trench coat asked but Rigby ran off, dropping some of his other treasures. He ended up in a garbage-filled alley. The ground was cold and wet even though the outside world was blistering hot and it hadn't rained in a week. So he just...watched his step.

When Rigby was sure the man had left, he started to head out of there. Before he could leave, something a shine caught his eye. The curious raccoon turned and dug through the garbage, despite the smell, to find the item that interesting him. He pulled out a small, shiny watch which seemed to have a tiny stun gun on it.

The pile of trash suddenly moved. From under some clothing scraps and cardboard boxes, a blob in bright pink came into view. It lunged for the watch and Rigby squealed, getting out of the way. He clutched his prize, determined to never give the badass watch up.

"You fool, that is mine!" The thing hissed. "You don't know what power you've stolen!"

"A stun-gun watch, man."

"I'm a woman."

Rigby paled. "Oh."

"It will only stun them for a few minutes, boy, then it captures—" A pile of cardboard resting haphazardly on top of a garbage bin was disturbed by her movements, and suddenly came down. Rigby used that distraction to scamper out of the alley, and out of range of her scratchy, angry voice.

A few punk-looking teens got in his way and pushed him, trying to get some money off of him. He ignored their words and fired the stun gun at them. Still panicked the pink thing would come after him, he took off. Rigby ran and ran until he reached home- collapsing inside the door, out of breath.

"The fudge?" Luna poked him in his side.

"Heh, he dead." Charlotte snickered.

"What a shame, he was a cutie… Anyway, show me the new socks you were talking about…."

He lay on the floor trying to catch his breath as their voices died away. "At least… I still have my… watch…" He closed his eyes and drifted off into a deep sleep.

Xxxxxxxx

Rigby tossed down his controller after he beat the solo level. ''Aw yeah! In your FACE, game!''

He victory-danced all the way into the kitchen, just as the girls walked back inside. They were covered in leaves and laughing hysterically. ''I'll get the movie, you see if there's any chocolate- in cake form.'' Luna shook a few leaves off her fur and scampered up the stairs. Charlotte walked over to the cupboards on a mission, not noticing Rigby on the other side of the table.

The dancing raccoon halted his movements. Chocolate cake? Aw man, I want some chocolate cake. He looked up to the cupboard Charlotte was at. Inside was one small slice of heaven. His mouth watered and he brought up his arm. One flick of his finger and Charlotte froze as she was about to reach the cake.

He hopped up and snagged it, then ran off licking his lips.

X

Rigby hid in a bush. He was playing involuntary hide-and-go-seek. Who he was hiding from was none other than the amply boobied Muscle Man. ''You know who ELSE has trouble finding guys? My MOM!''

Rigby shook his head and face-pawed quietly. He made faces and mouthed rude things about the green man, then snickered at his own wit. Suddenly, a rustle in the bush next to him. ''I know you're here, loser. You better be ready to pay for hitting me in the head with the soccer ball.''

Paralyzed with fear for only a moment before he acted, Rigby lifted his wrist and took aim.

X

At the grocery store, Rigby and Mordecai stood in line. "I hate waiting in line…" Rigby whined pathetically.

"I know, dude, but it was our turn to get groceries."

"But ever since the girls moved in, they've been volunteering to do it! What the 'H', bro?"

The blue jay ignored him.

"Why couldn't Skips do it?"

"It's his day off, he's doing Skips stuff."

"Pops?"

Mordecai groaned aloud. "Just shut the hell up! There's only like…" He looked over the heads just in front of them and gulped. "Four, or five… or 20…"

"It's gonna take forever! … Unless—"

Mere moments later, they bypassed frozen shoppers and made their purchases. They left the store, one confused, one glad he had a mega-cool watch.

Xxxxxxxx

Somewhere around midnight, Rigby sat in his room on his trampoline, sorting through his various treasures. Mordecai was snoozing on his own bed, snoring lightly. Rigby had just begun separating them when a knock sounded at his door. At first he ignored the lethargic pounding, hoping whoever it was would go away. More beats, keeping a slow but steady rhythm made him think there was more than one person out there.

The raccoon continued to mess with his trinkets. The knob jiggled, and Rigby finally threw himself towards the sound, one item clenched in his paw. He swung open the door to reveal… a group of people.

There were six total, all with the same creepy unseeing stare. Muscle Man was the one closest to the door, his jaw hanging open and eyes looking straight ahead, fist raised to hit again. Just behind him was Charlotte- looking about the same- and a few he recognized as the teen who tried to mug him. A foreboding chill ran up his spine as he realized all of them were people he'd stunned. Their heads swiveled in his direction and stepped forward, reaching for him.

"Hu-what?" Mordecai sat up, jarred from sleep when Rigby slammed the door shut.

"Zombies!"

He leaned against it, fear making its way into his brain as he felt the door push inwards. Mordecai reached underneath his bed and pulled out a titanium bat.

"Isn't that the girls'?"

"They lost a bet. Move, Rigby." Mordecai lifted the bat and got in position to swing. "Batter up."

The raccoon ran from the door and it popped open. A blob of people fell into the room. Mordecai started to charge—but then recognized the faces. He was taken aback, losing his advantage. Rigby opened the window and shouted for Mordecai to follow.

They tossed themselves out the window and onto the roof. They crawled along the shingles until they reached another room. Mordecai used the bat to break it and they slithered through.

"What the fuck!" Luna sat up in her bed and screeched at them. "That's my window! What the fuck are you doing breaking my window?"

"Zombies!"

Her expression was one of sarcastic disbelief. "Of course, why didn't I guess that. Why wouldn't you and Mordecai break my window if there were zombies, right?"

"Seriously, Lu! Ther-"

"Charlotte, do you hear this?" She laughed and turned to her friend's bed.

The empty bed. Luna's expression was worried now.

Mordecai waved his wings frantically. "She is one of the zombies! We need to get out of here!"

"I thought she was just sick or something! What kind of zombies did they act like?" She asked in a panicked voice. At their clueless faces she rolled her eyes. "Were they rotting corpses? Or chasing awkwardly with fearful expressions? Dead-eyed and grabby for you? Or-"

"Dead-eyed and they kept grabbing for him." The blue jay gestured to the raccoon

"Just him?"

"Yeah, just Rigby."

"Okay, then we can save them." She released a relieved breath. "It just means their souls were captured… Did you do anything to any of them? Maybe that's why their coming for you?"

Rigby fiddled with his wrist. The movement did not go unnoticed by the other two, their expression zeroing in on his watch. Luna's face contorted with rage. She slammed herself into Rigby and tried to wrench it from his gasp. "Where did you get this?"

"I found it in an alley." He said defensively.

Before anymore could be said, they heard yelling from outside the door. It swung inwards and in popped Benson, Pops, and an unidentified pink blob. The furious gumball machine slammed it shut, nearly splintering it. H swiveled his gaze to the frightened raccoon and his head turned red.

"Who's that guy?" Luna asked.

"I'm a woman!" The blob spoke in an indignant voice.

Luna rolled her eyes and mumbled to herself. "Coulda fooled me..."

"This lady said you stole a magical watch that takes peoples souls."

"And you believed her?" Rigby gasped.

"Not at first. But then I found a group of soulless beings in the house. I only saw the ones in back, and one of them was an employee; Charlotte. I'm fucking pissed!" His eyes filled with fire. Pops started sniffling and Mordecai patted his back. "IF YOU DON'T FIX THIS RIGHT NOW, YOU'RE FIRED!"

The male raccoon tried to cower behind Luna—to no avail. She punched him hard and grabbed him by the fur on his neck. "You better fix this and get my best friend back." The dangerous note in her voice made everyone but Benson (wrapped up in his own anger, thank you) pale.

"You have to gather them all up and break the watch. Their souls will find the bodies quickly, but only if their close by. The reason their chasing you is because of the signal the watch gives off. Their bodies latch onto it and follow, knowing their souls are there. Soon, they'll become violent" The pink lady's hoarse voice was shaky with age. She pointed an arm at Rigby and the sleeve slipped down to reveal a bony old hand with about a thousand rings covering in every colour gem on all of her fingers

"So we have to lead them to an open space?"

The crone nodded and her pink wig bounced. "You better hurry… The effects are permanent after 48 hours."

"I froze them yesterday." He looked at his watch and winced. "Almost two days ago."

"I'm going to kill you!" Luna shouted. Mordecai and Pops each grabbed an arm and held back the kicking and screaming raccoon.

"I can fix this, Luna! I can fix this! I'll go in the backyard and wait!" He turned tail and ran out the door. The entire group followed after him, noticing the zombies had started to as well.

He opened the back door and gaped at the sight. There was everyone he had shot at the supermarket, steps away from the back porch. Somewhere around twenty-five people in all, every one of them violently shoving each other out of the way to reach the door.

He mustered up his courage, fought down any cowardice, and charged the group. Hopping on some of their heads, Rigby landed on top of the snack bar. Their movements stilled for a moment, perfectly in sync, before every single set of feet turned their bodies around.

If I weren't in this situation, that would be so fucking cool… Rigby shook his head and gulped. He saw the punks, Charlotte and Muscle man slowly amble out of the house, trying to knock down the others in their way. Everywhere he looked around the small building he sat on was surrounded by everyone he had stunned.

He noticed a faint blue glow coming from his wrist. He tore it off and stared at it. The watch face was now filled with ghostly images. He spotted the face of a confused old man—the one directly in front of him when he got groceries. He saw a girls head wearing cat ears, bumping into an angry chubby face. These must be the souls…

"Now!" The pink blob's voice held much more power than anyone anticipated. The rest of the non-zombies stood clustered around her, shocked at the number of people outside

Rigby lifted the watch. His face held a wistful look as he realized he would miss it. The power he could hold with this kind of watch. He glanced briefly at Luna, standing in front of the crone. She was staring directly at him, her expression a mix of hope, fear, and something he couldn't quite place.

That look did him in.

He smashed the watch without another thought. Instantly, a giant blue flash lit the grounds as the souls were freed. Bodies dropped as their spirit essence knocked into them.

Benson saw Charlotte's soul collide with her body and ran out to catch her before she fell. Her limp being landed in his arms. Worried beyond worried, he checked for a pulse. Relief hit him hard when he found one; he staggered to his knees, careful not to lose his hold on Charlotte. He held her tight and chuckled hysterically when he heard a small snore.

The old one in pink came up behind him. "They'll be asleep for anywhere between one and four hours, with no recollection of the events. I suggest taking the ones you don't know away from the house. The ones you do—take them to their own beds."

About an hour later, Muscle Man was returned home, Charlotte was tucked safely in her bed, and the rest of the inhabitants were taken away from the house. Luna dragged the last one near a tree. The skinny white dude made an odd sound and slumped himself over the roots.

She laughed lightly and stepped over his outstretched limbs, making her way towards Rigby. She ran up to him as he stared glumly at nothing. She threw her arms around his neck in a hug.

"Good job, Rigs. I'm proud of you." She landed a chaste kiss on his cheek and he blushed furiously.

"S-so you're not mad."

"I'm furious, dude." He gulped audibly and she laughed again. Removing her arms, she stood beside him and leaned against him. "But I'll let it go."

They sat in a comfortable silence for a few minutes.

"Wanna get some food?" Rigby asked.

Luna's face stayed serious, before breaking into a smile. "Yup."

The house's inhabitants sat in the kitchen, all but one. Benson was drinking his fifth cup of coffee, Luna, Rigby and Mordecai were fighting over a chocolate bar, and Pops was making an Oreo tower.

Suddenly, they heard a door slam open and someone rushing down the stairs. Charlotte was going so fast, she slid across the floor in her stocking'd feet and hit the wall. Once she righted herself, she stepped into the kitchen and jumped up and down excitedly.

"Holy jesus potatoes, guys, GUYS! You will never believe the dream I just had! All of you were in it, and this old grotesquely pink lady, an-and this watch!"

The rest of them burst into laughter.

So, erm, there you have it.(: I believe this is actually my favourite chapter I've done… or not. I dunno, sometimes I really like what I write, sometimes I wish that I could light things on fire with just a look. 2,555 words- not including the author's note. Is that good? Or not enough..? Please, please tell me what the average length should be! Any whoozulz…

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