Regular Show: The New Guy

Episode Six: Couch Potatoes Pt. 1

A/N: Hi again! Sorry about the last chapter… It was kinda rushed… And sorry this one is kinda late… wouldn't let me sign in… :P

Anyways, I'll try and make this one better. Please R&R!

P.S. Do we have anyone here that likes Minecraft? Because I've posted a Let's Play on Youtube for the 'Temporal Adventures of Dr. Tavington' adventure map.

Just search it and my user name is 'Braveheart1324'.

And here's a new section of the A/N's:

Music I listened to while I wrote:

The Lazy Song (Clean) – Bruno Mars

Tonight Tonight – Hot Chelle Rae

ON WITH THE FIC!

Disclaimer: Regular Show, Mordecai, Rigby, Pops, Benson, Muscle Man, High Five Ghost, Skips, Eileen and Margaret are not mine, but are J.G Quintel's.

It was a cold day in the city, the months of winter swiftly approaching as the inhabitants bundled up quite tightly, small clouds of condensation at their lips as they breathed. A thin layer of icy frost clung to the windows of a quaint house in the city's park, two underdressed anthro workers scraping the frost off the windows.

"Why does Benson have us scraping the windows? This frost will just melt off eventually." Rigby groaned, a scarf wrapped around his neck.

"Something about discoloration… I don't know. Let's just get done." Mordecai shrugged, scraping off a section of thick ice.

Silence filled the gap between the two. And then:

"Hey Mordecai, do me a solid and finish my job?"

More silence, and then…

"Noooo."

The ground started to shake.

"Fine."

"Gosh darn it. It's frickin cold out there." Rigby shivered, his hands running over his arms, trying to warm himself up.

"Maybe you should wear some actual clothes, man, instead of that wimpy scarf." Carter chuckled as he sat in front of the TV, a warm mug of cocoa in his hands.

"No way," Rigby smirked as he threw the scarf over the end of the couch. "I'm the one who started the clothes less trend. It's not gonna end cause I'm cold!"

Carter chuckled and took a sip as he watched an elf shoot an arrow into a guy's forehead.

"Hey dude, what's this?" Rigby observed the film, grimacing as a muscle-bound knight decapitated an orc.

"It's just my favorite movie series, Legends of Murdoc. It's gristly, has swords, and really cute girls." Carter replied, grinning as the muscle-bound dude cut the ropes tightened around a princess, the fair lady leaping out of the restraining ropes and giving the guy a warm embrace.

"Sounds awesome!" Rigby jumped up and down excitedly, sitting on the couch next to Carter, squeezing a nearby pillow.

The hero-guy, with the princess in his arms, ran out of a fortress and set her on a conveniently-placed horse.

"Wow. She's hot." Rigby smiled, leaning back and placing his arms behind his head.

"I know right?"

An hour later, while the hero and his clan were fighting dark forces in a deep forest, Mordecai trudged in, his wings hanging at his side in pain, and he was shivering slightly.

"I'm done with the windows…" He groaned, walking upstairs. One second later, he was back with the sheet from his bed wrapped around him, and he sat on the couch next to Rigby.

"What you watching?" He asked, his interest piqued the moment he saw the princess pull out a long sword and hack a skeleton to pieces.

"Dude! It's the coolest movie! It's called Legends of Murdoc. And this is only the second one! Carter told me all about it while you were gone!"

Mordecai nodded as he listened to his friend, the movie capturing most of his attention.

Tick. Tick. Tick.

"Dude. The fourth one was awesome! I loved that cliffhanger when the princess was about to be sacrificed for her special powers!"

"No man, the first one we saw was better. Had a better plot."

"Come on! You didn't even see the one hour I saw! It sucked compared to the fourth!"

Carter shook his head. They had been going at it ever since the commercial break before the second half of the fifth movie in the series had started.

"Come on! You guys haven't let the movies sink in yet! Don't make judgments this…"

"Shh! It's starting again! This one has the best production values yet!" Rigby interrupted, slapping his hand over Carter's mouth.

"…My Mom! Hahaha!" A familiar voice came from the direction of the front door, the sound of it slamming soon following.

"Hey losers." Muscle Man chuckled, followed closely by High Five Ghost. "What dork movie you watching now?"

"It's Legends of Murdoc. It's awesome!" Rigby jumped up and down on the couch.

"He saying that it's awesome isn't much." Mordecai laughed.

"STOP TALKING!" Rigby punched Mordecai in the shoulder.

Muscle Man thought for a moment, and then…

"You know who else says that it's awesome? MY MOM!" He gave HFG a high five and the two walked to the kitchen.

"Whatever. It's cool to us." Carter laughed.

"Yeah! He doesn't know what he's missing." Rigby gave Carter a fist bump.

Mordecai nodded and gave his two friends fist bumps as the hero kicked a bad guy into an endless pit.

"That… was… EPIC!" Rigby pumped his fist into the air as the last movie ended, the orchestrated music playing gaily in the background.

Mordecai had a cup of coffee in his hands, his head nodding off every once in a while. "Yeah." His voice was slurred with tiredness. "It was pretty epic. You were right Carter." He turned to pat the cat on the back, but realized he was gone.

"Don't you remember? He left before the last movie started." Rigby laughed and laid his hand on Mordecai's shoulder.

"Oh yeah. Well, we'd better get to sleep then. We should get up." Mordecai attempted to get off the couch, but he was stuck.

"Not funny dewd." Mordecai groaned. "When did you have time glue me to the couch?"

"I didn't! I swear!" Rigby put his hands up in the air in innocence.

"Huh. Well let me see then…" Mordecai tried to get up, but this time his feet wouldn't work.

"What the crap? I can't feel my legs." He said, starting to freak out.

"Huh?" Rigby tried to get up as well, but he was just as stuck as Mordecai.

"Holy S. I think something's wrong here. I can't move either." Rigby groaned.

"What are we gonna do?" Mordecai panicked.

"I think I know. Let's get this sheet off." Rigby threw it on the floor and to his shock he saw Mordecai's legs fused to the couch itself.

"Holy crap! Dewd, you're legs look like they've grown to the couch!" Mordecai screamed.

"Same with you man! It's like you've fused with the chair!" Rigby pointed to his friend's legs.

"How is that possible?" Mordecai asked, poking at his friend's legs.

Rigby fidgeted uncomfortably as his friend's wing tickled him. "Dude, cut it out, that tickles. How do you like it?" He started poking back.

Mordecai let out an involuntary giggle, and he quickly slapped his wing over his mouth. "Okay, stop. We need to figure out how to fix this." He snapped. "Think. How could we detach ourselves from this thing?"

Rigby snapped his fingers, an idea forming. "I know! Let's think like Skips. He always thinks of a way to fix these kinds of things."

Mordecai nodded his head in agreement. "Hmm hmm. Agreed."

They put their hands on their chins, and thinking insued.

Ten minutes passed, and the pair was comically passed out on the couch, hands still on their chins.

Outside, the moon loomed over the house, the next day rapidly approaching.

Meanwhile, the fusion between the two slackers and the couch grew, the pulsating growth fully encasing their legs.

A/N: Oh noes!This was a tad short too... Oh well. What's going to happen to our bro duo? Will they find a way (in the morning) out of the couch's grip? What is this mysterious force binding them to the couch?

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I guess those are all the questions I can't answer right now. :D

See you next time!

Adio…

WarriorcatZ1324