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A Rigleen Story 3: Choosing
I tried to stop thinking about what Mordcai said to me at the coffee shop, about me feeling guilty about doing those things to Eileen. I guess deep inside I MAY have some feelings for her, but not in THAT way. Wait or maybe I DO but.......AAAHHHH!! I DON'T EVEN KNOW ANYMORE!!
My brain was killing me. Arguing with myself did not help me at all. I decided to talk to Skips about this problem. Hopefully he has some spell or potion that will stop my madness and guilt.
"Hey Skips," I greeted him while he was meditating (like he does almost everyday). "I need your help with something." He opened his eyes and stood up. "Let me guess," he began. "You fell in love with Eileen and want to get over it." Was there really ever a reason to explain yourself to Skips. I'm not sure if he has supernatural powers is a crazy stalker O_O. And what's with the whole "fell in love" mess. Anyway, I just nodded and hoped he would
Rigleen Story 2: Depression
This morning, I was feeling awful. I felt I was swimming in an ocean of sadness, but
what I didn't know was why?I was on my way to work at the Coffee Shop so I had to get
act together or it will be bad for business. I walked inside and saw Margret cleaning
the tables and our two valuable customers; Mordecai and Rigby. I felt even worse after
saying his name in my head. They were both talking to one another, so I tried to use the
oppurtunity to get pass without getting noticed. I was almost home free, but ending up
failing when I heard Margret greet me. "Hey Eileen" she said with a big smile on her
face. I waved while giving her a fake smile to hide my sadness and proceeded tothe
kitchen. I began pouring coffee for the boys and a strange feeling came over me. I
quickly turned around and noticed Margret behind me, giving me a worried expression.
"Are you okay Eileen? You seem upset about something." I gave her another fake smile
so she wouldn't worry too much. "Ye
A Rigleen Story 5: FeelingsRIGBY'S P.O.V.
I was pacing back and forth through the living room, rethinking my plan. My idea seemed
accurate, but I know no one else would think so. I had to think of a way to accomplish
my plan without anyone else knowing about it, but that seemed harder than I thought.
With Mordecai lecturing me every second of the day, Benson on my case about our work,
and Skips (ESPECIALLY Skips) with his "knowing everything" ability, my plan was going
to fail big time. I had to think of a way to do this without anyone else standing in
Than, I heard someone making their way down the stairs. I tried to seem and act
casual, but the TV wasn't on and there was nothing else down here to do. Mordecai was
already down stairs giving me an idiotic look. "What are you doing?" he asked while
giving me a supicous look. I began sweating and opened my mouth, but said nothing. "I...
was.......uhhh......just....wondering which game I should get." I answered. "There's
alot of new
A Rigleen Story 6: Best FriendsEILEEN'S P.O.V.
"WHAT?! ARE YOU SERIOUS!?" Margret yelled. I had told her my decision. I decided to
leave for a while. I had too much on my mind and couldn't stay here letting it get worse.
Margret was both upset and heartbroken when I told her. I hated to see her like this, but
dangerous things can happen from my depression. I was too depressed already, I just didn't
want anyone getting hurt. "Come on, Eileen. Your really going to leave because of Rigby?"
Margret asked. "I just need to cool down, you know? I've spent so much of my time wanting
him to like me and spent so much time being rejected." I said, about to tear up. I was
about to leave until I felt my shoulder being pulled. "Please don't go. Please." she was
on her knees, crying. I was about to cry, but Margret overreacting like this was actually
humorous. I was more than happy to know that SOMEBODY cared about me.
I gave her a hug and saw her smile at me. I sighed and changed my mind. "Fine," I
A Rigleen story: 1 Guilt
It was hard day at work, my body was aching terribly. Mordecai and I were at the coffee shop like any other day, and guess who our waiter was:
Eileen is annoying and never stops interrupting me while I'm talking to Mordecai. As much as she tries, it is very obvious that she likes me. I try my best to ignore the fact that she has a crush on me and get on with my life. "Hey guys " Eileen said looky gloomy and upset. She didn't even look at us, she just gave us our coffee and left. That is....if I cared. "What's with her?" I asked Mordecai while trying to act casual and annoyed. "I'm not sure. I've never seen her down before. Maybe we should ask Eileen what's eating her." I glared at Mordecai and he looked back at me with a puzzeled expression. "Well, good luck with that" I told him as I tried to leave as fast as I could. I felt something pull me arm and I found myself back on my stool. "Mordecai! What the heck?! " "There is no way I'm doing this by m
A Regular Romance - Ch.1: Friends in Need“UGH! I am so tired of raking up leaves!” Rigby shouted, stabbing another pile of fallen leaves with his rake.
“Chillax dude, it’s just a little while longer. Soon it’ll be the weekend!” Mordecai said. “And you know what that means?”
The two boys simultaneously shouted:
They blinked at each other.
“Wait… Did you say-?” Rigby faltered.
“You said video games?” Mordecai raised his eyebrow.
“You said the Coffee Shop!”
“Well… I mean-”
“Mordecai!” Rigby shouted.
“Chill dude! We have the whole weekend to do whatever we want. That’s the beauty of it!”
“Whatever…” Rigby sighed, going back to the leaves.
The sky was a pleasant blue and vibrant autumn leaves covered most of the park. Fall was beginning and summer was just on its way out. The idea of summer ending mad
A Regular Romance - Ch.4: In the MorningIn the morning, Mordecai opened his eyes to see…
Margaret’s face? He jumped and almost fell right off his mattress. His heart raced again. Her breathing was soft and rhythmic; indicating she was still asleep. He stayed put in his bed until she rolled over and stretched. She glanced over at him and whispered “Morning!” with a small smile.
“Good morning!” Mordecai whispered, feeling very much like he was back in grade school. He took the moment to notice that Margaret looked even prettier in the morning than at a normal time in the day. He thought there was some stereotype that girls woke up in the morning with hair all astray and dead-looking faces without their make-up. Margaret obviously doesn’t fit that stereotype, Mordecai thought.
The two got up and examined their sleeping friends. Eileen had rolled over and she was nestled into Rigby, whose arm wrapped around her. The two other friends snickered. “Their blankets must have fallen off
Rigleen Fanfic Chapter 4Chapter 4
"Me?" I was confused. I was a distraction! How?
"Well, I go and talk to you guys and then…I stare at you from the counter." Eileen started blushing. She watched me! I feel honored but kinda creeped out.
"So, my manager noticed, and he told me I was being a slacker. I think I really pissed him off." She sighed and sulked on the coach. Her face was wet from her tears. I fell right beside her and I could tell she was kind of shocked.
"Eileen, it's hard for you to piss someone off. I'm pretty sure your manager just blows," I said honestly. It's true. Eileen's always so…nice.
"Thanks Rigby." Eileen looked down at her lap and I could see a tear drop onto her shorts.
"Why are you still crying?"
"Rigby, be honest with me okay?" I sighed. She was going to ask me something important.
"Do you like me? I always try to impress you and you don't care. You act like I'm a stupid two year old or something!" I wasn't sure how to answer.
"Yeah, I like you Eileen. I don't re
Rigleen Fanfic Chapter 3Chapter 3
"Rigby, I hate seeing you like this," Mordecai said as I wallowed around in my pile of trash on my trampoline. I moaned. I didn't feel like saying anything. I was too depressed.
"I'm pretty sure she didn't mean it Rigby, I mean, she really likes you." I moaned again. Mordecai got up from his bed and left the room. I got up and looked at the wall. The words she said to me were ringing inside my head 'It's you that's the matter!' Suddenly, I could hear Mordecai talking from outside. His words were muttered. I walked out to the hall and saw Mordecai talking on the phone.
"So she hasn't shown up to work today? …….. "Yeah, Rigby is in his room right now." I cleared my throat and Mordecai turned around. "Ugh Margaret, got to go. Bye." He put the phone back against the wall.
"Dude, why were you calling Margaret?" I asked him.
"To see how Eileen is doing. She hasn't shown up to work today." I gulped and felt a terrible pain in my stomach.
"Call her back"
A Regular Romance - Ch.3: BanterMordecai and Rigby dashed inside the house. They had forgotten about Benson! How could I be so stupid? Mordecai thought. They wound around the front door and straight into the family room to find Benson sitting on the couch with Pops and Skips.
“Benson!” They panted.
“Can we… Talk to you… for a sec?” Mordecai asked between breaths.
“What happened now?” Benson said, raising an eyebrow. He followed them into the kitchen, where he leaned against the counter, checking something on his clipboard. “So? What’s so important?”
Mordecai and Rigby exchanged nervous glances.
“Benson, have I ever told you what a wonderful boss you are? I mean you really-”
“STOP IT!” Benson said, his face already starting to turn red. “Just get to the point already. I have things to do!”
Mordecai took the chance to explain, his words coming out in a rush. “Margaret and Eileen’s apartment f
Rigleen Fanfic Chapter 1. A RIGLEEN FANFIC
Mordecai was flirting, or atleast trying, to flirt with Margaret.
Their conversations were boring, well, until Eileen came up to talk. She always had interesting things to say like about how to get double death combos in Double Dragon. That helped me beat level 2! Yeeaah!
But every time, I find myself giving her some witty remark. “It didn’t work!” “C’mon Dude, that blows!” or I just don’t answer at all. I don’t know why. It’s just my personality I guess.
But it was different one day. She was giving out coffee way slower than usual. She wasn’t talking as much as she usually does either. She came up to our table and dropped the coffee, splashing some on the table. I was about to say something…mean but I stopped myself. Mordecai seemed to notice something was wrong too. He leaned over.
“Rigby, Eileen doesn’t look so hot.”
“Does she ever,” I ended up saying b
A Regular Romance - Ch.5: Eileen's GlassesRigby’s nose itched.
It felt like someone was trying to tickle him with a feather.
He prepared to jump up and karate chop Mordecai to next week, but when he opened his eyes Mordecai wasn’t there. The thing that was tickling his nose was… Eileen’s hair?!
“Ah!” He woke with a start. He thrashed out, pushing Eileen off the mattress and, with the same momentum, knocked himself off too.
They both landed hard on the floor with a Thud! Rigby heard a little Crack! and hoped that it wasn’t Eileen’s bones. He would never forgive himself if he actually hurt her.
He moaned, rubbing his head. As soon as his brain stopped spinning, he immediately jumped up, and ran around the side to Eileen.
“Eileen?!” He shouted. “Are you okay?!”
“Oh yeah, Rigby, I’m fine” She said, somewhat annoyed. To the side of her, she picked up her glasses. A whole lens had cracked off.
“Oh no! Eileen! Your glasses!&
Rigleen Fanfic Chapter 16Chapter 16
I sprinted over to the rock garden to tell Mordecai all about what has happened between Eileen and I.
He was raking the sand, looking exhausted. I called his name.
"Mordecai!" He turned around as I gasped for air by him from sprinting so hard.
"Hey dude. How're you feeling?"
"I'm fine! But I need to tell you something."
"What?" He leaned his rake down against a rock.
"Eileen's coming with me to Guy's Night." Mordecai made a grin.
"Ohhhh! Dude, that's awesome!"
"I know! And she did all my paperwork for me."
"Dude, you guys are like a married couple!"
"What." We're not even in a relationship right now, or are we?
"She's doing your paperwork, you saved her from a coyote and you guys are practically living with each other." Mordecai laughed at me and I punched his shoulder. He didn't care though.
"Dude no we're not! We're just…" I paused.
"We're just in a relationship." Mordecai grinned again.
"Have you made a move on her yet?" I wasn't sure if I should tel
A Regular Romance - Ch.2: A Small MistakeThe cart was going faster than it should be, winding through streets and around corners. Mordecai had explained the whole situation to Rigby, who seemed oddly happy about it. He expected his friend to wrinkle his nose at the suggestion of Eileen being in his house all the time, but oddly enough, he was excited to have another friend to play video games with.
“It’ll be nice having someone around that I can actually beat,” The raccoon had insisted, avoiding Mordecai’s eyes.
They finally got to the apartment building, where they saw warning signs and people moving boxes of dripping belongings to their cars or storage units. The two dashed inside and ran up the stairs. They stopped right outside the girls’ door, and composed themselves. They glanced at each other, making sure they both looked 100% cool. They gave each other a thumbs up and walked inside the open door.
Mordecai rapped on the door frame. “M-Margaret? It’s Mordecai and R-Rigby!”
A Rigleen Story 4: RemorseEILEEN'S POV:
I'm on my break right now. I enjoy going to the park and feeling the cool breeze as it brushes my face. I still felt bad from this morning though. That's the main reason why I came to the park. I was hoping it would make me feel better. Guess I was wrong.
I normally don't come here unless I really need to in order for me to calm down, or just be alone. I know Rigby works here, so I'm always on the look out for him when I come here.
I was just sitting on the bench doing absolutely nothing but thinking over alot of things. I'm now wishing I had went with Margret to the mall so she could help me, but she may be a bit TOO helpful.
Margret is a very supportive friend, but she will probably doll me up and make me a completely different person to get Rigby's attention. I didn't want to change. If he doesn't like me for who I really am, I may have to change my mind about him.
Can I really br
Un roti de Cupidon"Patron.. je suis pas sûr que ça soit une si bonne idée..."
Un bruissement d'ailes presque froufroutant sur sa gauche le fit se retourner d'un bond, mais il ne put percevoir qu'un bref mouvement du coin de l'oeil. Ils étaient rapides, bien trop rapides. Jamais le vieux ne réussirait. De nouveau ce bruit soyeux, semblable à des ailes de tourterelles, mais bien plus proche. Dans son esprit il pouvait les voir, tournant au dessus de sa tête comme autant de vautours prêts à la curée.
Le bruit assourdi des détonations résonna et tout autour d'Emmanuel une pluie de plumes commença à virevolter tandis que cinq bruits sourds accompagnaient la chute d'autant de corps autour de lui.
"Ramasse les, petit. On a encore du boulot."
Avec une grimace mi admirative, mi dégoûtée, le jeune homme se mit au travail, enfilant des lourds gants de cuir pour se protéger. Son sup
You're Not A PoetYou’re not a poet because of strung words
Together on row upon row again
Of blank verse or perhaps liberal rhyme.
‘Slam’ all you want, other poets wonder;
Your ignorance of couplets a blunder?
Yes! I speak harshly, but it’s no gross crime,
To point with honesty failed verse of thine.
No real poet discards upper case words;
Lets prose crawl on paper like listless worms.
You seek to free verse of those stern letters,
Sever away bleak capital fetters,
But it doesn’t sing of great speech sublime,
Rather, it sneaks of writing in spare time.
Wait! before you throw me in the icy Rhine;
It’s hard to put verse together in rhyme,
To make our dull words sound great all the time,
Hear them ring out loud, like a clear clock’s chime,
Heralding a poet’s summer prime.
Yet the sacred muses weep at your crime;
Your pentameter mangled thick like slime,
The subject not gilded in raiment fine;
Your bold ink font, crystal waters divine
Tastes bitter to the ton
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