Author's Note: Hey everyone! Here is chapter 20: the epilogue! I had a lot of fun writing this story and am planning a sequel! Enjoy and please favorite/follow/review! THANK YOU FOR READING MY FIRST STORY! :D

Mordecai and his friends arrived back to the front of the park through another portal Death's wife had made to transport everyone else. Mordecai walked up to park gate, seeing the employees waiting for him. He stopped, afraid to walk in.

"What's wrong, Mordecai?" Margaret asked.

"Oh nothing. I'm just...nervous, that's all." he sighed.

"Why, sweetie?"

"Well, I don't remember anyone in there except you, Rigby and Eileen." he chuckled.

"Oh, you'll do fine Mordecai. Come on, let's have some fun!" she smiled, squeezing his good hand.

'Yeah, I just don't know when I should show her how I'm gonna get my memories back.' he thought.

"Yeah dude! IT'S PARTY TIME! Come on Eileen!" cheered Rigby, grabbing Eileen's hand.

"See you guys in there!" yelled Margaret.

"Wait, you don't want to head in yet?" asked Mordecai.

"No, I don't. Look, we need to talk about what you looked like back there, with those evil red eyes and that stare after you killed Death. I-"

"I don't want to talk about that. I told you before, I'M FINE! Now, I'm going into the park and find the bathroom, take this armor off, and have a shower before we celebrate, ok?" he said.

"Ok, ok. I understand, Mordecai! Just relax with a nice, warm shower." she said putting her hands up.

"I'll be ok Margaret. Go meet with everyone else." he smiled, kissing her cheek.

Mordecai walked away, towards the house.

"Hey bro, where ya going?" asked Rigby who was dancing with Eileen.

"Don't bother me for a while man. I'm gonna relax for a little bit." he muttered.

"Huh? Wonder what's up his tail?" he asked Eileen.

"I wouldn't worry about it Rigby. He's been through hell and back." she replied.

"Yeah, I guess. Still doesn't need to be a loner though." he sighed.

Eileen looked over to the party tables, "Rigby, let's go have some cake." she smiled.

"AW YEAH! I HOPE ITS CHOCOLATE!" he yelled, darting for the cake.

Mordecai trudged up the steps, exhausted. He walked up to his room, sitting on his bed. It was somehow familiar to him. He tried pulling the armor off, but it seemed stuck.

"UGH! This...won't...come...off!" he groaned, tugging with all his might.

"Master Mordecai, I know how to get my - I mean, your - armor off." said Axe.

"How?" he asked.

"Just open me up."

"What?"

"OPEN ME UP!" Axe bellowed.

"Ok, take it easy." he sighed, getting up.

Mordecai moved his hand along the base of Axe, finding a lock. He pulled it up, unlocking Axe. Axe opened up, revealing a hidden compartment, which looked endless.

"Whoa, cool! How much stuff can I put in here?" Mordecai asked in awe.

"Anything you need on your adventures, it's nearly limitless." Axe answered.

"Ok, now how do I get this armor off Axe?"

"Just say, 'Remove Armor', Master."

"Ok. REMOVE ARMOR!" Mordecai yelled.

The armor swirled off Mordecai then was sucked into Axe, like a tornado. Mordecai stood up and saw his hand was fully healed somehow.

"Y-you fixed my hand?!"

"Yes. I have a healing ability when you hold me, Master."

"Nice! Well, I'll see you later Axe! I don't what I'd do without you." he smiled, walking out to the bathroom.

"No, you wouldn't know what to do without me, would you..." Axe whispered evilly.

Mordecai poked his head back in, "Huh? What did you say dude?"

"Oh nothing, Master. Have a wonderful time at your victory celebration!"

"Thanks!" Mordecai said waving goodbye.

Mordecai took a long shower, calming down. He got out and dried off, walking into his room and found another suit to wear (A.N: Everyone is still wearing their party outfits from early in the story). He walked outside, everyone waiting for him.

"Hey there he is: the bird of honor! Get up here and give a speech, hero!" cheered Benson, who handed him a glass of wine.

Mordecai shook Benson's hand and walked up to a little podium Thomas had set up.

Everyone stopped what they were doing and gave him a standing ovation (A.N: They all clapped for him), chanting his name.

"Thanks you guys! But, none of this would be possible without Axe-" he almost choked on his drink, "I mean, Margaret giving me the determination to keep going and fight through impossible odds to find her, and my friends!" he smiled.

'What did he almost just say?' thought Margaret, worried.

"Hey Margaret, you'd better keep an eye on Mordecai. He isn't acting like himself." whispered Skips.

"Yeah, I noticed. Hey Skips, you're the wise one right?" she asked.

"I sure am." he smiled.

"How will Mordecai get the rest of his memories back?"

Skips started to sweat, "Uh...um...you'll just have to wait and see Margaret!" he said smiling nervously.

"Okay..." she said giving him a funny look.

"Did you forget I have to go back to college tomorrow?" she asked.

"Oh yeah! Well, that's too bad. But don't worry Margaret, we'll take good care of Mordecai!" he said.

'I hope so...' she thought.

Mordecai stepped off the podium, walking over to the DJ table that was manned by Thomas.

"Hey DJ! Would you mind playing this song?" he whispered, handing Thomas a mixtape.

"Yeah sure Mordecai! I'm Thomas, remember?" he smiled.

"Yeah whatever Tim." he replied, walking over to his friend's table.

"Huh? Jerk." muttered Thomas.

The music started playing. Mordecai came up to Margaret, putting a hand on her shoulder.

"May I have this dance?" he said smoothly.

"You may." she cooed.

"Rigby, you want to go dance again?" asked Eileen dreamily staring at Rigby.

"No...need...more...cake!" he said between stuffing his face full of chocolate.

Mordecai and Margaret moved out to the middle of the grass, holding each other close. Dancing slowly to the music, while everyone watched them, they were in pure bliss. When the song was coming to an end, Mordecai pushed Margaret back from him gently.

"What are you doing Mordecai?" she whispered.

"I need to tell you something. It's important." he whispered back.

"What is it?" she asked worried.

"I-I-I found out how to get my memories back." he smiled.

"Really?! How? You don't have to fight anyone else right?" she teased.

He laughed, "No, no. All I need to do-" he grabbed her by her shoulders.

"...is this."

He was inches from her lips, when he suddenly stopped.

"Get away from me, Margaret..." he whispered.

"Mordecai? What's wrong? Don't you want to kiss me?" she smiled, grabbing his face.

She looked into his eyes as they began to turn the brightest shade of red she'd ever seen.

"I'VE NEVER WANTED TO KISS YOU! NOW, GET AWAY FROM ME DAMN IT!" he bellowed, in a deeper voice than normal.

Mordecai shoved her away, onto the ground.

"Wha-what?! Mordecai, you're not acting normal! STOP THIS NOW!" she screamed.

"Margaret, get over here before you get hurt!" Skips shouted.

Margaret ran over to the table, ducking behind it in fear. Skips came out from behind it.

"MORDECAI! YOU NEED TO RELAX! WE THINK YOU'RE BEING CONTROLLED BY SOMETHING!" he shouted.

"NO! YOU'RE WRONG! I-I-I'VE NEVER FELT BETTER IN MY ENTIRE LIFE!" he laughed like crazy.

"STOP DUDE!" Rigby yelled.

"SHUT UP! AXE, COME TO ME!" he ordered.

Axe flew out of his bedroom, shattering the window.

"GIVE ME MY ARMOR NOW!"

"As you wish Master."

The armor came out, forming to Mordecai's body.

"WE NEED TO STOP HIM! COME ON GUYS!" yelled Benson.

Benson, Rigby, Thomas, Muscle Man and Skips charged at Mordecai. He smacked Axe into the ground a few times, until he thought he'd built up enough power. Then, he slammed it into the ground as hard as he could, causing a shockwave to come out, which knocked everyone back!

"DON'T FOLLOW ME! I DON'T NEED ANY OF YOU, ESPECIALLY MARGARET!" he shouted.

He started to back away, but came out of his trance for a few seconds.

"HELP ME! AUGHHHHHHH!" he groaned, grabbing his head.

"MORDECAI STOP, PLEASE!" Margaret screamed.

"I CAN'T! SOMETHING IS OVERTAKING MY EMOTIONS AND BODY!", his eyes changed to red again, "I AM IN CONTROL! NOW LEAVE ME ALONE!"

Mordecai then sprinted off into the night at lightning fast speed.

"Mo-Mordecai? MORDECAI?! NO! THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENING!" Margaret screeched, bawling her eyes out.

Skips walked up to her and pulled her into a hug, "Margaret, he's not himself. I know for a fact he didn't mean any of those things he said."

"Yeah. We'll find him and set things straight." smiled Eileen.

"He's my bro. He wouldn't hurt any of us." Rigby said.

"Guys, let's clean this place up and get some rest. Margaret, you sleep in the park house tonight, its for your protection, no exceptions." smiled Benson.

Everyone came over to Margaret to comfort her. She stood up, slowly walking into the park house, slamming the door behind her. Everyone could hear her crying a river of tears in the living room.

"I'll talk to you tomorrow Rigby, I'm gonna go sit with Margaret." Eileen said.

Rigby kissed her cheek, "You're a good friend, Eileen."

He then walked out by the park gate, peering through the bars and narrowing his eyes.

"Don't worry Margaret, we'll save him."