A regular crush (boyXboy)

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Rigby sighed as Benson continued to scream at him and Mordecai, again. For not doing something or whatever, they were in the living room. He leaned towards Mordecai's shoulder. "Ugh he's yelling at us again! I can't believe you like him!" Rigby whispered. "Dude! Shut up! Don't let him hear you! If you tell him I swear!" Mordecai hissed."Ok Ok I won't, but you'll have to tell him sooner or later." Rigby replied. "And what are you guys whispering about! If you're not even going to listen to me just get back to work!!" Benson screeched, pointing towards the park. Mordecai blushed. "Uh Y-Yeah of course!" Mordecai stuttered, running towards the front door and heading out, already washing the cart. "Nice going Benson." Rigby snorted, heading out the door following Mordecai outside.

"What are you talking about?!" Benson called after Rigby. "He's right, you know." Skips said, coming from the kitchen. " What are you talking about?" Benson repeated. Skips shook his head disappointedly. " Those two had it rough before coming here, you know that, you shouldn't yell at them so much, especially not at Mordecai." Skips said, his voice as gravelly as ever. "Yeah I know a little about them, but they've become slackers, and I don't see why I shouldn't yell at them." Skips shook his head. " That's just it, you don't see. Everyone knows about it but you, and I think it's because you don't pay enough positive attention towards them. Maybe if you did you'd know." Skips said skipping out the door towards his garage. Benson sighed, rubbing his temples. "Alright, let's go talk." He rolled his eyes.

Benson went out and walked towards Mordecai. Said bird kept his head down and furiously scrubbed the cart as Benson walked towards him. "Hey Mordecai, listen I need to talk to you in private." Benson said, touching Mordecai's shoulder, who jumped away and blushed again. "Uh OK...." Mordecai said hesitantly, putting down the cleaning rag. Rigby watched them go into the house, "Good luck buddy." The raccoon whispered, getting back to work.

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