chapter 2

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  Mordecai is lying in his bed, thinking about Rigby's meltdown in the coffee shop. He keeps looking over at Rigby's trampoline, worried about where he could be. Suddenly, he hears the door slam from downstairs. Mordecai jumped out his bed and ran to the top of the stairs. It's Rigby. "Dude, where have you been?". Mordecai whispers. He can see Rigby looking up at him, his eyes shine in the darkness. " Why do you *hic* care?!" "Keep your voice down, dude! Pops is in bed". Rigby makes his way up the stairs, stumbling all the way. Mordecai stops him in his tracks. "Have you been drinking?" Mordecai become less angry and more concerned. "What? Haha! *hic* N-no, why would you think that?" Rigby passes out. "Ugh". Mordecai rolls his eyes as he picks Rigby up, and puts him on his bed.

The next morning
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Mordecai sat at the kitchen table texting Margaret. He's interrupted by Rigby making his way down the stairs.
"Ugh, my head" "Dude, you want any cereal?" "Nah thanks dude". He shrugs, then goes back to texting his girlfriend.
Moments later, Benson comes in. "Ok guys, hurry up because we need to get ready for the party. You two will set up the lights on the house and around the park". Mordecai and Rigby are now at their jobs. "So dude, what happened to you last night?" Asked the blue jay. Rigby looks at Mordecai as he's wrapping Christmas lights around a lamppost, trying to think of an excuse. "I just wasn't feeling great Mordecai, I'm fine though, seriously". Mordecai scans him for anything else. They make their way to the house. Rigby is on a ladder putting the lights across the rim of the roof. " I can tell something's up dude" "Mordecai, just drop it!" Rigby says sternly. "No dude, If you need help you can tell me" "Mordecai-" "Is it Mucleman? I know he can get to you" "No its no-" "Or is it problems with Eileen?" "Mordecai can you just-" "Is it-"
"Mordecai can you shut up!". Mordecai looks up in shock, not focusing on holding the ladder. Rigby falls onto Mordecai losing his balance.

" Ugh, Mordecai, are you-" He looks down at the avian. He is on top of him, and Mordecai is staring up at him. Both of them blush hard, Rigby has his hands on Mordecai's soft chest. Rigby lowers his head towards Mordecai's, his eyes closing as he gets lower. He found himself kissing his best friend while Mordecai keeps his eyes wide open. Rigby realises what he's doing, and pushes off the bird as he crawls backwards. "I-im sorry, I-" he doesn't finish and runs off. Mordecai just sits there, going over in his head what just happened.

At Margaret's
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Mordecai was at his girlfriend explaining what happened with Rigby.
"It was so unexpected, he fell on and the next thing I knew, he was kissing me" "Well he better keep his hands off you next time or else" "Or else?" Margaret walks over to him with two wine glasses and a bottle of red wine. "Well, your my boyfriend, remember? I'm not having him all over you". She said, putting the emphasis on him. Mordecai stands up, looking down at Margaret.
"Or else suggests you'd do something to him, he's still my best friend Margaret" "Yes, but I'm your girlfriend, or do you like Rigby more than me?" Mordecai goes to say something, but nothing comes out his mouth. "You like him, don't you?". Once again, Mordecai says nothing. Margaret gets up and pushes him across the room. " I can't believe this! I'm going out with you and you'd rather go out with a disgusting gay!" She shouts at him. Mordecai gets a burst of anger. "Don't...you....DARE talk about my best friend like that, you bitch!" "Excuse me?!" "We're done Margaret!". And with that, he slammed the door, leaving a angry red robin.

At Mordecai and Rigby's room
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Mordecai enters the bedroom, all he can see is pitch black. He turns on the light to see the racoon half covered in clothes. "Rigby?" Rigby doesn't move. Mordecai sighs, then sits on his bed. "Rigby, about today-" "I'm sorry, I didn't know what came over me" "Why..why did you...kiss me?" Mordecai asked.
Rigby sat up, and didn't talk. "Rigby?"
"I don't need to answer you". Said Rigby irritably. Mordecai was getting mad.
"Rigby, I'll ask you again, why did you kiss me?" He asked more sternly this time. "Like I said, I don't have to answer you!" "Tell me!"

"Because I love you!"  

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