Mordecai sat on the sofa with a ice cold soda in one hand and a bag of nachos in the other. Mordecai decided he was going to treat Rigby to a scary movie about some creapy ass cave monster crap and luckily frighten Rigby to death.
Rigby turned off the lights as he came down the stairs with his pillow and his little shy face hiding in it a little so he could still see the stairs unlike last time when he came down them on his ass and a trip to hospital wich cost something like $400 due to being a bitch to Mordecai and a nurse whilst under gas and air.
The 2 sat at each end of the sofa glancing, echanging giggels and smiles now and then. As the film built up to the cave monsters, Mordecai moved closer into the middel, holding his arm out for Rigby who was now shivering behind pillow. Rigby clung to his freind like a fly to a corpse (grim example. sorry).
Rigby: Mordecai, i dont like this... im scared...
Mordecai: So now you're scared? Usualy you brave it out like you always do... and have bad trips afterwards and piss me off.
Rigby: Mordecai... hold me
Mordecai: DUDE WHAT!?
Rigby whined a little before crawling back to other side of sofa. At this point, the film wasn't bothering him but it seemed Mordecai's reaction did. Mordecai had no choice but to hold Rigby close, burrying his freind face in his feathered chest.
Mordecai rocked back and forth, strokeing Rigby's hair and began to humn. Rigby had never heard Mordecai humn before nor stroke someone like this... he must have thought the world of Rigby to be so kind and loving. Mordecai looked down at the sleepy raccoon's eyes before placeing a kiss on his lips.
The now snoring raccoon raised his paw and stroked Mordecai's cheek before it flopped and landed on his fluffy chest.
The 2 spent the night snuggeled up to each other and muttering each others names in their sleep. Morning came and Rigby got up and started to make eggs in the kitchen. He had never cooked before but something made him do it... was it love? was it adrenaline? All Rigby knew was that it was a warm fuzzy feeling from his heart.
Mordecai stunbled into the kitchen and sat at the table, rubbing his head. His eyes where bloodshot from trying to stay up and watch the film but failed more than this author at trying to keep his hair 1 colour. Rigby placed the eggs infront of Mordecai and smiled as the Bluejay looked up with big eyes of surprise and wonder.
Rigby: I dont usualy cook but... something made me do it...
Mordecai placed his hand on Rigby's chest and smiled. He knew too what was controlling Rigby because it was controlling him too... it was indeed love... the strongest thing that mother earth had created. Suddenly Rigby began to sing.
Rigby: If i could turn back time... If i could find a way... I'd take back those words that've hurt you and you'd stay...
Mordecai joined in. He knew the song well. His mum used to sing it when he was littel and it was all he would listen too. It was Turn back time by CHER
Mordecai: I don't know what i did the things i did, i don't know why i said the things i said...
Rigby: Pride's like a knife, it can cut deep inside...
Mordecai: Words are like weapons they wound sometime...
Mordecai: I didn't realy mean to hurt you...
Rigby: I didn't wanna see you go... Mordecai: I know i made you cry...
Together: But baby if i could turn back time... i could find a way...
Rigby: I'd take back those words that've hurt you and you'd stay...
Together: If could reach the stars... I'd give them all to you...
Mordecai: Then you'd love me, love me like you used to do...
Both: If i could turn back time...
There was a small awkward silence before the 2 began to kiss and start to make a real mess of the kitchen. Rigby's claw marks on the floor, the table and the worktop, Mordecai's feathers coated the pots and pans... Yup... they was at it like rabbits...
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