"Isn't it funny? All these years being surrounded by stars that barely seemed to be any closer to us. But I've never been so happy to look at the stars from this distance again. Get what I mean, dude?"

"I hear ya…"

Weeks had passed since the Park dome was safely returned home; back on Earth. Its inhabitants needed time to re-adjust to their old lives, as some changes turned out more brutal than others. Pops would not be joining them, ever again. Muscle Man was elated to find out he had a small family now. Making sure to properly bond with his daughter, and making up for the missed times with Starla, he decided to take a long, well-deserved vacation.
Fives seemed to follow suit, as he and Celia went out to explore Europe together, after these three years of separation.
Benson was pleased to find out his studio appartment was still there, belonging to him. It was amazingly clean and neat too, despite his long absence. Could his pet pig have had something to do with it?
Rigby and Eileen were about to make things official. And Mordecai? He didn't seem hurried to leave the park just yet.

"Hey, Mordecai?", Rigby began, "Shouldn't you… you know, set out to find a special lady again?"

"Nah", the blue jay replied, "after three years of being without either Margaret or CJ it feels like.. I don't know, dude. Maybe it's just fine this way. Guess I'm better off being on my own."
He stretched, and went to lay on his back, staring into the star-filled night, on the roof of the house that once belonged to Pops. "What will be will be", he muttered, slightly sarcastic.

Rigby sat upright next to him, shooting him a pained look of disbelief. "You seriously want to be some sort of Benson?"

"What! No!?", Mordecai responded to this insult. "How is that anything like Be-..", he didn't finish this sentence, as he seemed to realize the similarities. At that instant, the two fellows witnessed their boss walking out of the house, heading for his car.

"But, speaking of Benson", he continued in stead, "I don't think he's heard anything from Pam anymore since we got back here".

"Yeah, what's with him and all this bad luck when it comes to women", Rigby chortled.

Something sparkly shot through the sky, catching Mordecai's attention as he went to lie down on his back again, arms behind his head.

"I honestly wish he could be happy for once", Mordecai suddenly spoke out, as he stared at the disappearing trail of sparkles. "I think he needs a special girl in his life.. way more than I do, at least"

"Yeahh! How about a real babe- EeOW!", Rigby clenched his teeth as Mordecai punched his shoulder.

The raccoon was met with an unamused glare.

"Fine", Mordecai sighed, "Let Benson have a 'real babe' then to love unconditionally.. but you better not get jealous, Rigby", he ended with a sneaky smile.

"You think wishing upon shooting stars really works?"

"Nah, probably not"

"WishCorp.", the giant letters read. "Grandest Grants Guaranteed!", so says the slogan on the side of the huge structure.

"Ughhh, this is lame", a young girl inside the building groaned, as she walked past the many cubicles, serving mugs of coffee.

"I'm not learning anything from this, I need those credits".

Obviously, this youngster was an unappreciated intern for WishCorp., and like so many unappreciated interns, she got to do the crappy chores.
The black sheep of the family. Or company, in this case. Quite literally too; she was a short-build, dark furred sheepgirl. A wooly afro added about 15 inches to her total length. Both sides of her head featured an impressive horn, curling around her ears. "Hi. My name is Avery", said the paper name tag on her chest.

Her colleagues' computer screens were showing recordings of people from all over the world, wishing upon stars that fell at just the right moment.

"Yeah, don't we ALL want to win the lottery?", one guy at his computer hooted. "Not today, buddy!" and he clicked "deny".

"Rude…", the girl thought to herself, walking past.

"I honestly wish he could be happy for once" she caught coming from a currently unmanned cubicle.
She couldn't help but walk back and watch; "I think he needs a special girl in his li- *buzzzz*
The screen seemed to have trouble processing the imagery.
Yeah! How about a *buzzz*babe-EE *bzzzz*

Fine, let Benson have a- *buzzz* babe to love unconditionally".

The intern's eyes widened with glee. This has got to be the cutest wish she's ever heard, so altruistic. Maybe, if she took this matter in her own hands, she could finally get those required credits and make somebody happy as well.
Shifting her eyes, her hand went for the mouse and clicked "GRANT". "Please specify" appeared on the screen, and she rapidly typed something in; the things she heard the glitchy blue jay and raccoon from the video footage say.. or so she thought. She then clicked "CONFIRM" in conclusion.

A radiant capsule popped out of the large device beside her, which she snuck into her pocket.

"This is gonna be SWEET!" she gushed to herself, as she made haste.

Back at the park, Rigby and Mordecai had left the rooftop and were bidding one another goodbye. Just as Rigby was about to walk out the door, said door was slammed open by an overly enthusiastic young ewe.

"WHAT THE-?!" Mordecai called out in surprise.

"Who are you?!"Rigby followed, rubbing his face where the door had hit him.

"Hiiii!", the girl cheered, "You two must be Mordecai and Rigby, correct? I overheard you making a wish and OH MY GOSH, I am absolutely smitten, so here I am!"

The raccoon and the blue jay stared silently at the girl in front of them. Rigby tilted his head.

"Sooo, are you the special girl Mordecai wished for..?"

"HA HA HA, good heavens, no! I'm an intern at-" she stopped right there, then corrected herself. "Uh, I work for WishCorp. and like I said, I overheard your wish for that Mr. Benson guy, so I got here as fast as I could to grant it!"

Mordecai and Rigby looked at eachother, then back at Avery. They didn't question what was going on at all.

"Awesome!", the jaybird exclaimed.

"That's what I thought!", the girl said with a nod, "So, if you guys wanna sign your names here, I can make things in order and mr. Benson will know he has some wonderful friends looking out for him!", she winked while speaking those words.

"We're gonna get the biggest raise!" Rigby chanted, scribbling his name on the card presented to him.