AN/ Some of you have claimed that the characters from this Fanfiction are OOCd. I personally don't see it. I think they just seem out of character because of the way i write it. You have to keep in mind that this is a tragedy, not a comedy. And a tragedy can't be written in the same way as a humorous story.

This chapter was proofread by: RegularShowLuvr.

It was another sunny day. Mordecai and Rigby were painting the shed,when their boss came to the scene. He obsereved as they were brushing with one hand and pushing each other for no apparent reason with the other. Benson thought for a moment then decided that he wouldn't yell at them. They were doing what he asked them to do, crudely,but he should be happy they were doing it at all.

Benson let out a short laughter as he realized how tolorating his thoughts were. But it was too beautiful of a day for him to ruin it, by getting mad at something so predictable

The blue jay and the raccoon stoped pushing and turned around once they heard the sound he uttered.

"Hey Benson,what's up? We're doing what you told us to do." claimed Rigby,innocently, as he continued to paint.

The gumball machine shook his head,"I didn't came to check if you're doing your job."

Mordecai and Rigby looked at each other,feeling sceptical.

Benson made a serious face,"I need one of you two to go to the store and buy a screwdriver for Skips. He's just fixing the TV and he can't find the one we had. Someone must have lost it.

Mordecai glanced at Rigby,knowing very well who 'lost' it..or better yet,who broke it trying to fix the TV himself and then threw it in the trash can.

Their boss quicky figured that they won't volentear themselves,he sighed" Rigby,since your the fastest ,you'll go get it." he ordered and gave a few dollar bills into his hand.

"Uggghh...!" complained Rigby, but gave in quickly with a frown on his face,"Fine." he got on his four and started running out of the park.

He thought about how unfair Benson is being. He wondered why he had to do all the work and such nonesence. The thoughts he had,were far away from the facts but he had them in a flash.

He suddenly hit something, something hard, and backed away,closing his eyes he fall on his back. He rubed his head once he heared a very familiar voice."Oh my gosh,Rigby. Are you okay?"He opened his eyes again and a smile appered on his face,"Oh,hey Eileen."

Eileen helped him get up and she wiped the dirt off his body,"You should really be more carefull Rigby. You just hit the streetlight."

Rigby felt like something wonderful covered his heart while her hand was running through his skin.

Eileen looked up at him and smiled as soon as she saw that's what he was doing.

Rigby's smile didn't last for long,he gently moved her away,"Oh crud,the money!" he tried to catch the green paper which was dancing with the way the wind played but it was no use. He couldn't reach any of the dollor bills, and they left to cause joy to other people who would find them.

he raccoon stared at the sight thinking about how angry Benson will be once he comes back empty handed.

He soon felt a hand on his shoulder and he turned his head towards the girl.

"Why did you need the money for."

"Screwdriver.." he said then thought about it,"Why is it called a SCREWdriver anyways? Are people meant to screw it up when it comes down to it?"

Eileen chuckled then digged into her pocket and pulled out a few greens then placed them in Rigbys hand,"Here. I was going to save it for something stupid anyways."

Rigby grinned,"Wow,thanks Eileen!You're the best!"

Eileen blushed at his comment.

"What were you saving the money for though?"

"Umm..." Eileen looked down not wanting to let him know like this,"It's pretty dumb."

"Nothing can sound dumb from a mouth of a smart girl."

He regretted saying that at that time. It was a bit too much for his mind to handle. It went seperate ways and one part was asking why he would say that,the other part was yelling that he doesn't like her and the last part was telling him to face the truth. Which was that he had deep feelings for his friend.

"Thanks Rigby. Tell you what..lets go on road trip tommorow morning and i'll show you."

"Road trip?Awesome! I'll tell Mordecai an-" Rigby was ready to go his way when Eileen held his arm.

"Wait Rigby. "

He stopped and waited for her to finish.

"It's kinda of..private. I only want you to know about it."

"Oh.." let out the raccon as he let go of her hand,"That's cool. Just you and me then."

"Eileen smiled and fixed her hair,"I'll see you tomorrow at 7AM then."

"Aww what? That early?"

The mole giggled then got closer to his face and kissed his cheek. It was in the moment. When she realized what shes did,she pulled back.

Rigby was shocked by the kiss,he just stood there like a stone,blushing and looking away.

Eileen frowned,"S-sorry Rigby." she apologized,ashamed.

Rigby took a deep breath then looked up at her,"I guess i'll..see you tommorow..heh.."

Eileen smiled again,rubbing her arm,"Yeah..heh.."

They both looked away from each other again and Rigby soon said his 'Good-by' leaving Eileen alone with her thoughts as she watched him go. Did he like it? Did he hate it? Did he feel ANYTHING?