Ok, there are a few things I wanna clear up here.

1. I don't own the Regular Show, but I wish I did

2. This is going to be a total Regular show account. Yes, I do support Morby although this is not a Morby story.

3. This is my first serious fic (that I'm publishing). I'm open to any advice that you were willing to give, so please review!

4. I will consider suggestions for the story, but I'm not promising anything. If I do let this story end up with a a lot of chapters, it'll be more likely.

5. Rated T for safety, planned to be approximately 5 chapters.

Chapter 1:Discovery

The sun was out, the sky was clear, and the grass was green. Yes, it was another ideal day at the park. Everyone was out enjoying the lovely day, if not doing their duties as groundskeepers. Well, almost everybody..

"Dude! Kick him harder! Harder! Stop mashing the buttons!" Mordecai and Rigby had just bought a brand new video game, and so far Rigby's turn wasn't going too well. Mordecai tried to instruct him on how to play, but it was futile. The raccoon wasn't getting anywhere.

"I'm trying dude! Why do they make these games so hard?" Rigby responded, aggravated. He watched his player fall off the screen. "Ugh that's so unfair! I never touched the snail. He was like, 30 feet away! Gimme another turn dude," he begged.

Mordecai reacted by snatching the controller away. "Sorry man. You had your chance." Mordecai couldn't help but to wonder how the smaller of the duo managed to be so terrible at video games. It was like he was actually trying to fail. It wasn't even that funny anymore, just pathetic. Maybe he would give Rigby gaming lessons? Ha, maybe he could even charge Rigby. He would totally fall for something like that! He was already planning out the pitch he'd give Rigby when his thoughts were interrupted.

"WHAT ARE YOU TWO SLACKERS DOING PLAYING VIDEO GAMES? I LITERALLY GAVE YOU YOUR JOBS 10 MINUTES AGO". That wasn't good.

A familiar shade of crimson was apparent on Benson's face as he barreled through the door screaming.

"IF I DON'T SEE YOU OUTSIDE CLEANING THE FOUNTAIN WITHIN THE NEXT 5 MINUTES, YOU'RE FIRED!" He shouted.

Before Rigby could complain, Mordecai grabbed him and sprinted out the door. "Sorry Benson," he apologized on his way out. He didn't wanna piss him off on payday, and the best way to do that was to keep Rigby quiet and focus on the work for once.

Mordecai didn't stop running until he reached the fountain, where the rags and hose were already waiting for them. Finally he dropped Rigby, allowing him to speak.

"Dude! Why do we put up with that! If you let me, I could totally show him who's boss. I'd be all like 'why don't you get back to work, or YOU'RE fired!' He wouldn't even know what happened" Rigby whined.

"Uh bro, I don't know about you, but I actually wanna get paid today," Mordecai told him, already starting to spray water on the fountain "So if you're interested in actually being able to afford new games and stuff, I suggest you keep your mouth shut and grab a rag."

"Ughhh, fineee," Rigby grumbled, pouting. He started grudgingly wiping off the edges of the fountain. Just then a golf cart carrying a human and a ghost whizzed by, narrowly missing the Raccoon.

"Having fun with your cleaning, ladies?" Taunted Muscleman, doing donuts around the fountain. They hated that voice so much. Mordecai and Rigby exchanged annoyed looks and silently chose not to respond to the chubby, emerald-skinned human. High Five Ghost, Muscleman's partner couldn't hold the golf cart donuts any longer and they drove off. "Later Grandmas," Muscleman shouted back to the two as the cart kicked up a dust cloud on them.

"Man, this totally blows," said Mordecai, coughing. "What a jerk."

"Yeah. We'll show him, we'll clean the fountain faster and better than anyone ever!" Rigby plotted, now clearly more motivated than before. Mordecai chuckled at where his inspiration came from, but silently thanked Muscleman and HFG, as he wouldn't have to deal with Rigby's laziness for at least a bit. 20 minutes later they were done, a third of the time it usually took.

"Dude, that was awesome!" Rigby congratulated himself, wiping some sweat off his forehead. "We totally deserve a break." Mordecai nodded in agreement. "Let's hit up the coffee shop!" Rigby said.

"Naw man, it's not Margaret's shift until two thirty," Mordecai responded "Let's wait on that. Wanna go see what's up with Skips?" The Yeti was always working on something interesting and mystical, and his house was air conditioned. It was getting rather hot out and Mordecai knew that it was worst at noon. They had to get inside, and soon.

"Yeah, I guess," Rigby said. They set out in the direction of Skips' house.

"Hey Skips," the duo greeted him in unison, completely disregarding common courtesy and barging through the door. Skips sighed.

"Hi guys, shouldn't you be working?" He asked in his raspy and indifferent tone, continuing his current project.

"Naw, we finished early. We cleaned that fountain in like record time. It was awesome," Rigby explained. "Whatcha working on?" He inquired, flicking his head towards the computer Skips appeared to be stabbing with a screwdriver.

"Well, if you really must know, I'm turning this old thing into a Theoretical Absence Device." He met their blank stared and sighed again. "It shows you what your life would be like if a certain person of your choosing didn't exist. I can't even use a computer without contracting a Doom Ma Geddon virus, so I thought this would be a good use of the thing."

"Dude, that's so awesome! Can we try?" Requested Mordecai.

"Well, it is all ready to be tested..." Skips thought for a second. "And you're sure that you finished your work?" The two nodded furiously. "Ok, you can give it a g-"

"FIRST DIBS!" Shouted Mordecai

"Aw man!" Rigby pouted for a second, but was too excited by the mysterious machine to hold onto the frustration. The blue jay and raccoon both ran over to the machine.

"Ok, how does it work? Is it like a program or something?" Mordecai asked, curiously jabbing random keys.

"A what? No you just put your finger in one of these," Skips said pointed to some different-sized holes in the monitor "then you type the name of the person you wanna see your life devoid of," he explained.

"Ok, cool." Mordecai considered who he wanted to remove from his life, but knew the obvious answer. He stuck his finger into one of the larger holes in the monitor and began to type: RIGBY.

"Hey!" Rigby exclaimed, insulted.

"Shut up dude, it's starting." Mordecai turned to Skips "so does a video popped up on the screen or wh-"

Suddenly every thing around him went blank. "SKIPS!" Mordecai looked around scared. Suddenly, the room appeared back, as if it were being painted. First a sketched outline of the room was drawn on. Next, splashes of color filled the room, and Mordecai was back with Skips. But where was Rigby? Wait..who?

"Mordecai, are you ok?" Asked Skips.

Mordecai shook his head, feeling slightly dazed. He recalled that he had just arrived at the yeti's residence, intent on showing him something important. "Sorry Skips, I just had a weird daydream where we were right here with some weird little raccoon dude. I'm fine now. Can't even remember what the little guy's name was."

"So what were you gonna tell me?" Skips had work to do, he needed Mordecai to just tell him what he was so nervous about and be done with it.

"Oh yeah, right." He pulled a small velvet box out of his pocket and opened it, revealing a diamond ring "I'm gonna propose to her tonight!"

Skips gasped.