Chapter 2
Rigby sat in the plastic chair, awaiting the results of Mordecais tests. He was fidgeting every few minutes and glancing at every person who passed. Benson was more relaxed than the raccoon, reading a magazine about medical procedures.
"Do you think he'll be ok?" Rigby asked.
Benson sighed. "He'll be fine Rigby."
"But what if he doesn't make it?" Rigbys voice became higher. "He might die while he's unconcious. This is all my fault. If I hadn't tried to 'fix it', he wouldn't be here right now. I'm such a bad friend. I actually wonder how Mordecai can put up with me"
Benson rolled his eyes, putting the magazine down on the table. "It's no wonder we can all put up with you Rigby." He chuckled, then became serious. "Don't worry about it. His heart was still beating so he won't die. He'll be fine"
"I hope so." Rigby muttered.
They both looked up when they saw the door open. A middle aged doctor appeared, carrying a clipboard.
"Are you Benson Marin and Rigby Salyers?"
They both nodded.
"You bought Mordecai here just in time." He smiled. "If you had left him, he could of died." He chuckled. When he didn't get a response, he continued. "Luckily for you, Mordecai is now in a stable condition, though he is still unconcious. With his slightly irregular heartbeat and chilled insides, he may be out for a couple of hours. He just needs rest."
Benson glanced at Rigby to see how he took the news. He had attempted a small smile, though he could still see panic in his eyes. Benson shook his head.
"Would you two like to stay here? There is a cafe on floor 2 and a few restrooms on each floor"
Benson nodded. "Yes, thank you."
The doctor glanced from Benson to Rigby, then left down the corridor. His footsteps echoed across the polished floor.
"See Rigby" Benson turned to the raccoon. "I told you he'd be alright. Now, how about some food?"
Rigby kept his eyes on the door. "I guess" He tore his gaze from the door and followed Benson to the elevator.
Benson picked up his bran muffin and looked at it closely. "These guys need some fresh produce in here. Everything's stale." He put the muffin back on the plate with a sad clink. Rigby looked around the half empty cafe. The atmosphere was tense, filled with people hiding their fear and sadness behind happy smiles. The raccoon looked back at Benson with a sigh. "How long has it been?"
"About ten minutes" Benson answered, picking at the raisins on his toast.
Rigby glanced down at his plate and pushed it away. "How can people eat at a hopsital?"
Benson sighed. "I don't know. Maybe they're forcing themselves to eat because..." He paused in mid sentence, shaking his head. "Why do I care?"
"I can't stops thinking about it. I'm such an idiot" He muttered, looking down at his plate.
Benson shifted his chair over, so it was next to Rigby. "Look, the doctor said that it would only be two hours till Mordecai wakes. Don't put so much hate on yourself. Sure you can be an idiot at times..." Rigby frowned at him. "But you're a good friend to him. Mordecai should be lucky"
Rigby brightened a bit at Bensons words. "Yeah, it's only two hours. Two whole hours till he wakes up"
Benson sighed. "I give up." He stood. "If you need me, I'll be in the bathrooms" He walked off, leaving Rigby alone to absorb the chatter around him. When he heard screams around him, he looked around. A woman(possibly in her 30s) had fainted, surrounded by people looking down on her. They don't care, he thought, they only want a reaction, a confirmation she's dead. I doubt they even know her. Rigby pushed back his chair then bounded out the cafe, heading to the elevator.
His hand was poised on the doorknob, his brain a muddled mess. Taking in a deep breath, he slowly turned it, and stepped inside.
The curtains had been drawn, clouding the room in a creepy darkness. As his eyes began to focus, Rigby could make out Mordecais figure on the hospital bed. Not bothering to switch on the lights, he edged around the bed, to stand beside the blue jay. An oxygen mask was on his beak, his chest rising and falling. The usual heart monitor let out a constant beep every second. Rigby pulled up a chair and sat, his eyes drifting to the oxygen mask. Idiot, idiot, idiot, he thought, I'm such an idiot. It's all my fault Mordecais here. Why do I even wake up in the morning? I just stuff everything up.
The small raccoon sighed sadly. He rested his arms on the bed, his hands brushing against the blue jays feathers. Lifting a hand, he placed it on his arm, then lay his head in his arms, so his eyes were level with seeing Mordecai.
With that, he closed his eyes, hateful thoughts running in his head.
"Dude, wake up"
Rigby slowly lifted his head. "Huh?"
"Rigby?"
"Whaaat?" He whined, opening his eyes. The first glimpse of blue and white caught his attention. He smiled and hugged the blue jay.
Mordecai chuckled. "Dude, get off me."
Rigby let go of his friend with a smile. "Sorry man"
He glanced at Rigby, then smirked at their boss sleeping in a chair nearby. Mordecai looked back at Rigby with a knowing smile. Without a word, Rigby grabbed a marker from the shelf and moved so he was standing next to Benson. He giggled as he drew on his face, the marker moving quickly, leaving scribbled drawings on the glass. He moved back to show Mordecai, who hid his mouth with his wing.
Rigby scampered back to the bed to admire his work from afar. He snickered quietly.
A black french mustache was on his upper lip, two angry eyebrows slanting downwards. A few random unicorn tattoos were on his cheeks and his forehead.
Mordecai grinned to Rigby. "Nice one dude." They both slapped hands. Rigby smiled, putting the marker back on the shelf.
"Hey Mordecai?"
"Yeah?"
"I just want to say sorry about before. I am an idiot. I burnt the hotdogs, ruined the party, almost got you killed, and practically ruin everything I see"
Mordecai rolled his eyes. "Yes, you are an idiot" Rigby frowned. "But you're a cool idiot. And you're my best friend"
Rigby smiled. "Thanks man"
"And, you don't ruin everything." He turned his head to Benson. "You made an improvement to Bensons face"
Rigby giggled. "I guess I did"
They both froze when they saw their boss yawn and stretch. He opened his eyes. "Oh, hey. You're awake."
Both couldn't hide their laughter as they looked at Benson, who was absolutely clueless.
"What are you two laughing at?"
Mordecai snickered. "You dude"
"Huh?" Benson stood up and walked over to a mirror. Mordecai got up and followed Rigby to the door, both watching their boss with smiles. His face turned a bright red, lighting up the room. He turned sharply, glaring at the two laughing at him. "MORDECAI, RIGBY!"
He chased after the two, who were sprinting down the hall, laughing uncontrollably.
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