Ah. I once again must apologize. I always seem to be promising to update "soon" and I never do. So, from now on, I will update when I am able to. And I always wanted to say thanks to those that enjoy reading this story, when I see your guys reviews, I am really happy. (:

Disclaimer: I do not own The Regular Show or any of the characters. I do, however, own the plot to the story.

Please no flaming. No matter how many times I say this, I really don't like flamers. If anyone wants to flame a story, go somewhere else. Italicized will be their thoughts. :p; Random sorry.

As I shook Rigby's hand, I smiled. Even though this probably would create a disastrous and crazy situation, I was happy at least to spend it with my best bro. A smack to my head, snapped me out of my thoughts and glared at Rigby. "What was that for?"

He shook his head. " We need to get started." Confused, I stared at him. "Started?"

Rigby sighed and nodded. "Yes Mordecai, started. I know that it will be hard, but once you decide to live, you will see that everything will work out for the best, which is why we need to start."

Of course. My shoulders slumped. I don't won't to leave him. 'Why do you want me to leave so badly? Don't you want me here with you?' I wanted to ask Rigby, but instead I asked, "And if I die?" A glare was thrown my way. "Mordecai, you aren't meant to die. And by the end of this, you will remain alive, if its the last thing I do, you will live."

That statement was followed by an uncomfortable silence. The tension between the two of us grew. "Mordecai, its time to get stated." I nodded my head.

"What's going to happen?" Rigby's infamous smirk was put in play. "Oh how I wish I could just simply tell you. But I can't. You will find out." At this, I knew he was just messing with me. But even then, because its Rigby, he wouldn't tell me. Sigh. Good O'l times.

I take a breath. "Let's do it."

(Rigby)

I felt my breathe release when I heard Mordecai say let's do it. My smile widened. Mordecai didn't look happy though. How many times do I have to tell him its for the best? At this rate, I won't be able to convince him to live. Where's my guardian angel when I need him?

Turning towards Mordecai, I freeze as I realized that he's not moving. "Mordecai?" I wave my hand in front of his face. "Mordecai? What's wrong? Are you okay?" Panic sets in.

"He won't be able to answer you right now, Rigby." A voice said behind me. Startled, I spin around and fall to the ground.

"W-What?" I ask stupidly. Because there behind me, stood, or rather sat, a young female. She looked to be about fifteen. The girl wore a white tank top, with white loose pants, that hung perfectly on her body, and she wore no shoes. Her hazel eyes, flashed with laughter, and her long brown hair, was flowing freely down her back. And then she stood up and started walking towards me, until she stopped directly in front of me.

"Well, aren't you just so adorable, Rigby, all so confused. " She said sarcastically at me, with a hint of a playful tone.

My eyes widened. "W-Who are you? And how do you know my name?" The girl laughed.

"Aw. I'm sad. I thought you would recognize me Rigby. I'm your guardian angel."

Dun, Dun, Dun. Cliffhanger.

Sorry. I seem to be a pro at these. Lol. But yes. I decided to add a character to this story. I actually have a reason to add her, but I didn't decide to add her until now. Hehe. Warning, I might get a little random because I write as I go, and usually it works into my stories.

And to my fans, sadly, I will be ending this story soon. There will be, maybe, two or four chapters left, and that's it.

Also I do not know when I will update again, so please don't hate me. Grammar, of course. Gosh. I am rambling. Sorry. I hope you guys have enjoyed this so far. I am trying not to rush it.