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-ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ꜱᴇᴛ ᴜᴘ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜᴀɪʀꜱ-
-ꜰᴀɴꜰɪᴄ ʙʏ-ᴛʜᴇʟᴀᴢʏxᴘʜᴀɴᴛᴏᴍ0-
-ᴀᴄᴛᴜᴀʟ ꜱʜᴏᴡ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛᴇᴅ ʙʏ-ᴊɢ Qᴜɪɴᴛᴇʟ-
We open up to the park crew gathering on the stairs of the house. In the back, there's a bright yellow school bus, and the reason it back there is because of the day's mission—a birthday party.
Benson: All right, listen up. We've got this birthday party today, so lots to do, lots to do. Muscle man, Hi Five Ghost, you're in charge of picking up the special entertainment.
Muscleman: Yes! Hah!
Ecstatic for the news of having the most awesome job for the party, the duohigh five.
Benson: Skips, you set up the bouncy castle.
Skips immediately responds, nodding before he moves into action as he goes through the bushes by the house. Benson then starts to look down the list, thinking about the others possible job.
Benson: Let's see, I'm picking up the kids, so Mordecai, Brook and Rigby, you set up the chairs.
Annoyed by the sad news, The trio groan loudly. They once again get stuck with the most boring job ever. After delivering the news though Benson hear a loud and joyful voice.
Pops: Oh, what about me? Surely, I'm invited to my own birthday party!
Brook: Uh Pops, your birthday was last week. Remember right?
Benson: Yeah, Pops this is someone else's birthday. A kids party.
Pops: I still have balloons!
Benson: We got it covered, Pops!
Pops: Oh, I see.
Feeling useless, Pops is now saddened, with him letting the balloons he was holding pull him up in the air as he flies away from the house to wherever the balloons take him.
Immediately after, the last three workers stuck with the worst job get up, frustrated by the assignment they were just given.
Mordecai: Dude, how come we always get stuck with the lame jobs -- setting up the chairs?
Rigby: Lame!
Brook: We literally never even get to be first, we always get the leftover jobs. Cmon Benson, you can trust us do something--
Benson: No, I can't trust you guys. Brook every time I put you in charge of them, you three combined just slack off or create chaos. I can't trust you three with nothing important.
Brook: Wow Benson you're calling us slackers?
Mordecai: Slackers? Wow.
Rigby: He's calling us -- Did he--
Mordecai: Yeah, he's calling us slackers. Look, dude, we can totally set up all those chairs without slacking us.
Brook: Easy.
Benson: Alright, fine, good. Do it, then.
Mordecai: We will.
Brook: Bet.
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