At the Space Tree Station, a target is shot at three times in the Shooting Range room by Rigby. "Ooooh! Time to kick this up a notch." Rigby sets the level of his laser gun to Master Blaster. "Uh Rigby, I don't think that's such a good idea." (Y/n) said. "Yeah dude, you can't shoot at maximum power. Your little body can't handle it." Mordecai said. "You don't know what my body is capable of!" Rigby shoots at the target, causing the shot to bounce everywhere, including cutting off a man's hairdo, leaving a hole on a man's donut, which he eats, it bounces through Colonel Rawl's office and is about to head towards the Canadian Domers' room. "Hey those new curtains really tie the room together eh?" Someone asked. "Yeah eh you want more maple syrup for your pan cakes eh?" Rigby's shot goes into the room and burns their curtain, causing the sprinklers to go off.
"Oh, I'm sorry! I'm sorry, eh!" The trio look at each other. "Nice going Rigby." (Y/n) said, and he smiles at her nervously. Later, Rigby and (Y/n) are in Colonel Rawls' office. "The Canadians?! Of all people they're the most pleasant group on the entire Space Tree!" Rawls shouted. "I said I was sorry." Rigby said. "You're a loose cannon Rigby, and I won't tolerate your unsafe behavior anymore!" Rawls shouted. "Unsafe?! I'm totally..." Rigby knocks off Colonel Rawls' coffee mug, causing it to spill on Colonel Rawls' keyboard and computer, knocking down the light repairman and his ladder. " ...safe?" Rigby asked, and (Y/n) face palms. "I'm putting you on probation, that means no more target practice, no offside privileges, and of course, no food trucks." Rawls said, and Rigby gasps in shock. "But tomorrow's Roxy's famous fry truck, her butt salt is delicious!" He shouted. "Guess its no butt salt for you." Rawls said. "Can't you just let me slide just this once?" Rigby asked.
"Hmm, if you pass the Space Tree safety test I'll let you off the hook, but I suggest you start studying now. This thing's dryer than a bowl of pretzels on dust planet 9." Rawls grabs a big safety manual and places it on his desk. "Come on, Rawls. I just graduated high school. I am not going to read that thing." Rigby said. "Well there is another way for those less literate." Rawls said. "Name it." Rigby said. "Perkins, awaken Spacey McSpaceTree." Perkins grabs a key, unlocks it and hits a button,
which awakens Spacey McSpaceTree, then Spacey comes in. "Hey, everybody!" He said. "What is that?" (Y/n) asked. Rawls chuckles. "Hello, Spacey, it's been a while." He said. "Who is this guy?" Rigby asked. "Rigby, (Y/n), this is Spacey McSpaceTree, our beloved mascot, he's been put in cryo-sleep for the last 30 years." Rawls said. "Pssht. That costume sure looks like it's from 30 years ago." Rigby said. "Costume?" Spacey asked. "Hey, show him some respect! He's going to stick with you until you pass the test." Rawls said.
"That's right. You can't be Safey McSafety without Spacey McSpaceTree. It's nice to wake up to a new friend. Put 'er there, Rigby." They both shake hands. "Woah, woah there! That's a very unsafe handshake you got there. We're gonna have to work on that." Spacey said. Rigby grumbles, later, the Space Tree safety test begins. "So, in conclusion, the seatbelt goes over the waist. Do you need another demonstration?" Spacey asked. "Augh! I got it! You already showed me, like, five times."
Rigby sips his space soda and puts it on the edge of his desk. "AAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!! AAH!! Pump the brakes there, amigo! That's a safety violation waiting to happen!" Spacey shouted. "I was just putting it down, I wasn't gonna spill it." Rigby said. "You can though if you put it near the edge like that." (Y/n) said. "Okay, picture this: say you're walking around, minding your own business, then BAM!" Spacey knocks the space soda off the table. "You knock it into the table!" The space soda breaks on the floor and spills.
"Aw, come on!" Rigby shouted. "Then, next thing you know." Spacey slips on the soda, slides and hits the door. "Whoop! You end up hurting yourself. Or worse." He slips on the soda and slides until he hits the wall. "You end up in the hospital." He said, and (Y/n) scoffs a little. "Okay, I highly doubt that would happen." She said. "Yeah! You did that on purpose. That would never happen in real life." Rigby said. "Benson comes in. "Hey, what's all the commotion in here?" He slips on the soda and slides until he hits Spacey. Pops comes in with his tea set. "Oh, Benson!" He slips on the soda and slides until he hits Benson and Spacey, breaking his tea set. "Bad show!" He shouted. "See?!" Spacey asked.
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The Regular Show X Reader
FanficThree best friends, a blue jay named Mordecai, a brown raccoon named Rigby, and a chipmunk named (Y/n) work as groundskeepers at a park, spending their days trying to entertain themselves (occasionally by perfecting useless skills during work hours...
