(The episode starts with Y/n, Mordecai and Rigby playing video games. An explosion on the screen reads "PLAYER 1 WINS".)
Mordecai: Aw man not again.
Rigby: Ugh! We lost again.
Y/n: Hmph. Hmph. All skills baby.
Rigby: Whatever this stupid thing was throwing me off. (Takes a magazine that reads "Mustaches Monthly - SPECIAL HANDLEBAR ISSUE!" out of the couch.)
Mordecai: Dude! ' Mustaches Monthly! Pops told us to deliver this weeks ago. You have to give this to Pops.
Rigby: What?! Why do I have to?
Y/n: Because you're the tool who crammed it between the sofa cushions. Now stop complaining and just do it.
Rigby: I can't get up now. I'm going to lose this sweet butt cheek groove I've been working into this couch! It looks just like me!
(The butt cheek mark on the couch is visible.)
Y/n: That's not as impressive as you think dude.
Mordecai: We're not going up those stairs, dude.
Rigby: Fine, let's play for it.
(Y/n and Rigby plays paper and Mordecai plays rock.)
Rigby: Hmph hmph.
Y/n: (shrugs shoulders) Rules are rules dude.
Mordecai: (groans) Whatever.
(Y/n and Rigby plays the video game as Mordecai approaches Pops' room. We hear water running.)
Mordecai: Pops. Yo, Pops. I found your Mustache Monthly. (Puts Pops' Moustaches Monthly on a chair and turns his head around, before seeing Pops, just out of the shower and naked.) Aaaaagh!
Pops: Aaaaagh!
Mordecai: Aaaaagh!
Pops: Aaaaagh!
Mordecai: Aaaaagh! (In all the confusion, he now catches a glimpse of Pops' "junk mail").
Pops: Aaaaagh! (Pops covers his "junk mail" with his hat. Mordecai covers his eyes. They both try to leave but they're in each other's ways.)
Mordecai: (breathing) Uh... uh... uh... uh...
Pops: (breathing) Uh... uh... uh... uh...
(Mordecai finally escapes Pops' room as Pops goes into his bathroom. Mordecai goes downstairs and sits on the couch.)
Mordecai: Stop playing for a second. When I went upstairs, Pops was getting out of the shower.
Y/n: And that's a big deal because?
Rigby: Yeah, so?
Mordecai: And he didn't have a towel.
Y/n and Rigby: Ewww!
Y/n: Ok I see the problem now.
Mordecai: I tried not to look and just give him the magazine but I saw his...
Rigby: His junk mail? Ha ha ha ha ha-OW! (Y/n punches him)
Mordecai: No, dude, I'm mentally scarred. It's like the image is glued in the inside of my eyelids. Every saggy, wrinkled, shriveled, pasty...
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Regular show x Male reader (Marshall lee male reader)
Teen FictionTwo best friends, a blue jay named Mordecai and a brown raccoon named Rigby, work as groundskeepers at a park, along side their vampire/demon best friend Y/n spend their days trying to entertain themselves while trying to deal with their by-the-book...
