Regular Falls: A Regular Show and Gravity Falls Crossover

|Chapter 6|

                            The next day, Mordecai and Rigby were placed to work inside the gift shop, restocking supplies. Rigby and Mordecai both hated it.

                                             "Man, this is worse than putting up the signs!" Rigby complained.

                      "Look man, we just gotta put up with it." Mordecai told him, putting globes with Stan's picture on them back on the shelf.

                                                                        "I'm sick of putting up with Benson and Stan's lame jobs! We've been here for a week now, and we still get the worst jobs! Just the other day Benson made us clean the gutters." Rigby ranted.

                                            "I know it sucks. Don't you think I'd rather be hanging out with Margaret?" Mordecai asked, looking at Rigby with a annoyed expression on his face.

                                                                                         "You would?" Rigby asked, glancing up at Mordecai.

                                "Of course I would! This job is horrible, and you complaining all the time isn't helping! I have a chance to spend a lot of time with Margaret, but I can't because you just sit there and groan about doing the work THE WHOLE FREAKING TIME." Mordecai hissed.

                                                                     "Why didn't you say anything than, huh?" Rigby questioned, getting upset.

                                                      "Because I was trying to be patient, but I'm tired of it! Stop complaining. You have NOTHING to complain about, Rigby." Mordecai snapped.

                                            "You know what? Yes I do. At least you have your girlfriend. Mine is back at home...a home where I don't even know that I'll be able to get back too. Think about that." Rigby retorted.

                                                                             "Oh shut up, you used to not even LIKE Eileen." Mordecai shot back. Rigby gasped, then deflated a little bit.

                                 "Don't ever speak to me again." Rigby quietly hissed, walking away. 

                                                 He ran to the room, tearing up. Rigby threw himself onto his trampoline bed and got his phone. He looked at the pictures of Eileen and him that he had saved on his gallery. Rigby started crying.

                                                               "Rigby? Oh my, what's wrong?" Pops came into the room, slowly closing the door and turning the lights on. Rigby sat up, sniffling.

                           "Mordecai and I had a fight. He said that I probably didn't miss Eileen because I used to not like her...but Pops...I miss her so much! Mordecai has Margaret so he doesn't understand." Rigby confided, letting Pops sit next to him.

                                                                                 "It is not my place to meddle, but I think that you and Mordecai should try to talk frankly with each other about everything. As for Eileen....we'll find a way back soon, Rigby. You just gotta have faith." Pops told Rigby, putting a arm around his shoulders.

                                                      "I don't know Pops...I feel like we'll never get home." Rigby sighed.