Regular Falls: A Regular Show and Gravity Falls Crossover

Chapter 2

              Rigby was surprised to hear about the fact that they were in Oregon of all places, and especially in some town called 'Gravity Falls.' He'd never even heard of it, and as him and his friends followed the Pines family to their shop/house, he felt a odd sense of feeling like something was wrong here.

                          They didn't belong in this town, and Rigby wondered if the others were having the same bothersome thoughts. He knew he himself was plagued with them.

             Rigby didn't even want to think about Eileen. He missed her so much already, and he didn't want to think about the fact that unless they could find a way home, he might never see her again. What if they were gone for so long that she forgot about him or moved on? She'd always deserved better then him anyways, but even thinking about it for a second was like a punch to the gut, and Rigby knew he looked miserable as he trudged along, behind everyone else.

                       He didn't say a word, and it bothered him a bit that not even Mordecai seemed to care. They were all talking amongst themselves, and not for the first time, Rigby felt a ache of loneliness. 

     He'd always been a bit of a outsider at the park. He knew he was rash and tended to act immature sometimes. He tried to be better around his coworkers, but he knew exactly what they thought of him. Benson in particular seemed to hate his guts, and Rigby knew why. He and Mordecai hadn't exactly given their manager their best attitudes and work ethic. The two had a tendency to get distracted by things and hated being reminded of their park duties. Benson had always blamed Rigby for that. And why shouldn't he? Rigby was the one who usually tended to get everyone in trouble, and he was the one who messed with magic and supernatural things when he shouldn't. Mordecai tried to keep them on track. Mordecai was actually dependable and responsible when he wasn't around Rigby.

                                        Yet, because it had always been him and Mordecai against the world, Rigby stuck with him, and Benson apparently knew better then to say something directly to Rigby's face about it, but it was clear he harbored resentment towards Rigby in particular. Rigby knew that was the reason he'd blamed him for being stuck in this weird town, but this time, it wasn't actually his fault, and Rigby resented being blamed for it.

            Mordecai was  the one who'd suggested the cart ride. Mordecai was the one who hadn't moved when a portal had opened up in front of them. Mordecai was the one who'd landed them here, yet they talked easily with him, no sense of blame or annoyance to be found. 

                          He knew it shouldn't, but it bothered Rigby. 

                                               "Are you okay?" Rigby jumped at the sound of a girls voice beside him. He looked to see Mabel Pines walking next to him, concern evident on her face. He'd only just met her, but for a moment, Rigby was tempted to tell her everything.

                   But he couldn't.

                                "Yeah I'm fine. Thanks for checking up on me though. I appreciate it." Rigby told her, meaning it. How was it that his friends didn't seem to care enough to even glance at him, but this person he'd just met today had been concerned enough and cared enough to make the effort of talking to him? It hurt him deeply.

                                                                 "Of course! You just seemed sad. I heard the others yelling at you as we came. Are you sure you're okay?" She asked again.

                   "Yeah, I'll be alright. It's just...a lot right now." He admitted.

                                            "I understand. If you ever need to talk, I'm here. I know it might be weird because we just met, but you seem nice enough and I like helping people." She shrugged. Rigby gave Mabel a small smile.

           "Thanks. I also appreciate you guys letting us stay at your place. If I were you, I don't know if I would've let a bunch of strangers stay at my place." Rigby told her.

                                                                       "Oh it's nothing. We have room, and besides, it doesn't seem like you all have any money to get a hotel or something." She said. Rigby shrugged, knowing it was true. He and Mordecai stashed their paychecks in their room at the park house unless they wanted to go buy something, and he knew that the others all did something similar.

                                      Silence ensued, but it was not the awkward and dull silence that usually followed. The kind that Rigby usually filled with meaningless chatter. No. This was a companionable silence as he and Mabel walked together.

         It took them a few minutes until they reached the place that Rigby could see was named 'The Mystery Shack'. It looked a bit worn down, but beggars couldn't be choosers, and Rigby was just grateful that it looked cozy enough. 

                            "Okay. Follow me to your room." Stan Pines said. They followed him into the building and behind the employees only door, which led to the house part. He led them down the hall and used a key to open a decently sized room that could fit them all easily.

                                                                  "This is nice. Thank you." Benson commented, turning back to Stan.

             "No problem. You can make it up by helping out at the store." Stan said in his gruff voice. Rigby suspected he was a kind man deep down.

                                             "Of course. We'll start helping tomorrow." Benson promised, his tone brokering no argument. Rigby sighed as Stan left.

                         They all laid down and Benson turned off the light. Rigby sat there wide awake.

                                       What was he going to do?