Author's Notes: Yeah, I'm not good with how fast babies develop so let's just say yeti children learn things faster than human children. I know Monica (his, well, in my story, ex wife) was a human, so Alex is a human with white hair. Since he's half yeti, he'll learn things quicker.

Babysitting and Party Planning

"But the doctor said I shouldn't work!" the raccoon whined.

"I don't care. Looking after a baby isn't going to do much to your head." Benson snapped. "Besides, my other employees, including Quips, has their own jobs to do."

"Why can't CJ watch him?" Rigby poked Alex's head.

"That makes me looks sexist." Rigby chuckled when Benson said it. "Now, make sure the kid doesn't die or YOU'RE FIRED!"

Benson walked out, slamming the door behind him. It caused Alex to start crying. Rigby groaned and picked him up, trying to calm the baby down. "Stupid Benson. I don't know anything about caring for a baby. Stop crying, will ya?" He tried giving him a bottle, some toys, and even tried to make silly faces. After about five minutes, he gave up. He tried thinking of people to call who would know what to do, since Benson doesn't want Rigby to 'interfere' with the others' work tasks. "Alright, I'm calling Eileen. Surely, since she's a girl, she'll know something."

"Hey, Rigby. What's up?" Eileen could hear crying on the other line.

"I need help with this kid. He's been crying for like ten minutes!"

"Who's kid?"

"Quips. His wife, Monica, left him. Didn't wanna be a single mother with a no-job husband."

"Oh, damn. What about now? Isn't he employed?"

"Yeah, but nobody knows where she is. Ugh! How do I get this kid to quit crying?"

"Try putting him to sleep. Sing a lullaby or something."

"I'm not going to sing a stupid song just to put this thing to sleep."

"Rigby, it's not a 'thing'. It is a form of life."

"Can't you come and help me?"

"I'm working today. Maybe you could get someone to drive you to the shop and I can help when I'm not busy."

"I'll try."

"Thanks for driving me, Benson." Rigby sat awkwardly in the passenger seat of Benson's red car.

"Yeah, yeah. Make sure coffee girl knows how to put a car seat in so she can drive you home."

"I'm pretty sure she knows how." Benson pulled over. "Thanks, Benson."

"Need any help?"

"Maybe you could carry the stroller inside."

After Benson left, Rigby sat down at a table and stopped the stroller beside him. Before they left, Quips calmed Alex down so he wasn't crying anymore. Eileen walked over, drying out a glass.

"Dead as always, what can I get you?"

"Warm up some formula and I'll have the usual."

Eileen nodded and went back behind the counter to get his order.

"Hey, Mordecai. Could I talk to you for a minute?" CJ walked up behind Mordecai. The blue jay has avoided her since she started working here.

"I... I guess." He turned around to face her.

"Listen, I don't want things to be weird between us. I know you like Margaret, so you should go be happy with her. I'll be fine, I promise. Can we bury the hatches and be friends?"

"I don't know, CJ. I'm trying not to get caught up in any of that. I guess we can try being friends."

"Good. Does everyone at the Park hate me?"

"No, it's just what I did they hate. When we broke up, I went to a place called "Dumptown USA". I didn't show up to work for two weeks. When I got back, everyone was mad because Rigby was taking his vacation time. Thomas was sick and Muscle Man had to help move stuff into his new apartment. So, let's just say they had a lot of work to do and it was because of me."

"Wow. I'm sorry I put you through that..."

Mordecai shrugged. "It was good for me to go there. Made me realize I never want to go back."

"That's good, I guess." The cloud looked at her watch. "Well, I'm supposed to work at the snack bar soon. Catch ya later!"

She ran off and left Mordecai to go back to raking the leaves. Almost done, Mordecai. Just gotta bag 'em up. I wonder how Rigby's doing with Alex.. He bagged up the leaves and threw it into the dumpster. Mordecai walked upstairs to Benson's office. "Hey, Benson. Can I come in?"

"Yeah, but make it quick."

Mordecai walked inside and looked at Benson. He didn't look so hot. "Benson, I think you need a break. You're looking pretty rough."

"I'm fine, Mordecai. Besides, Audrey is plannig the wedding out mostly herself. Do you think she'd get along with the two coffee girls?"

"Probably. But Margaret doesn't work there anymore."

"Alright. I'm going to plan a get together for them to bond and all that."

"Like a baby shower? Or bachelorette party?"

"Well I'd like to see if they all get along. I know she probably couldn't stand Starla for a long time."

"Probably not. Well, anyway, I just came to tell you I'm finished and I'll see if Rigby needs a ride home."

"Okay, if you need to, take my car. There's no way I'm letting Alex be in the golf cart."

"Mkay."

Later that night...

Every male employee, except Benson, sat on the floor of Skips's (and now Quips's) house. Alex was in the center, banging a plastic hammer off the ground.

"We need to do something about Benson. He seems to be getting really stressed out. And we don't want that to happen again..." Mordecai spoke, looking at the rest of the group.

"We could all chase butterflies in the Park garden!" Pops chimed.

"Anything else?"

"Dudes, he needs a bachelor party!" Muscle man exclaimed.

"I don't know. Benson probably would yell at us if we pulled something like that." Rigby said, trying to get Alex to play with something else.

"He could use the relaxation. Maybe we'll try it closer to the wedding." Skips looked at Mordecai. "In the meantime, we should try working harder so he doesn't have to do as much work. I'll try to convince him to take a vacation. I'm sure he'll let me run the Park for a few days."

"I don't know, Skips. He probably won't since I came here." Quips lifted his son into his lap and tried rocking him to sleep. "I never got to do this since I worked the night shift... God, I miss Monica!" The young father let out a sob and Skips pulled Alex away to give him to Rigby.

"I know, Quips. You'll get through it." The yeti tried to comfort his cousin. Rigby played a lullaby song on his phone for Alex. They all decided Rigby should bond with Alex every chance he gets. Quips continued to weep while the others sat in silence.

Fives broke it by asking, "When is Benson getting married?"

"He hasn't said anything yet, at least not that I heard." Mordecai stated.

Quips spoke up, "I think the bachelor party is a great idea. I think we all need to just hang out and have no worries!"

The man combed his brown hair. He looked over at his assistant. "I know it doesn't seem like it now, but this plan is full-proof. They are just being a little more difficult than I expected."

"Look, I want to get back at them as much as you do; but, this is taking forever!" Susan looked at the cameras on Rigby and Mordecai bringing Alex to Skips's house. "You still have Moredcai screwed, and Benson is getting there with the stress. Skips has Quips to worry about, and then there's the kid. But what about Rigby? He got that mole to help him with Alex. His injury hasn't effected him much."

"Maybe I'll have to do something worse... Destroy his lover? Bring back someone he hates? Oooooh! That's a brilliant idea, Susan!"

"I didn't say anyth-"

He held up a hand to interrupt. "I have a feeling there's going to be someone coming back for Rigby. I'll make sure he pays for almost ruining this by being his lazy, stupid self."

"And how do you plan on that?"

"My dear, Susan. I have my ways dear. Now, I think you know who you're going to call."

"Yeah, yeah. Just don't get me angry." She flashed a grin. "You know how I get when people disregard my managing."

"Whatever. I'm the boss here!"

Stay classy!