Not So Regular Romantic Comedy Show

by Morex25


Chapter 2- Meeting the Regular Staff and Settling In.

Chapter 2 – Meeting the Regular Staff and Settling In.

“So…, why ‘Twilight’?.” Mordecai ask genuinely curious. He didn’t want the trip to be completely silent, so he asked the first thing that came to his mind. But after just half a second he added.“If you don’t mind me asking.”

He had to watch his manners in front of Twilight. It wasn’t like he was talking to one of the guys who didn’t care for formality or correct manners.

“I don’t mind. My friend, Pinkie, gave me that nickname the day I met her. And it stuck ever since.” Apparently she received that name because she resembled a cartoon character from the 80’s or something. “It grew on me and now I prefer being called that.”

“That’s nice. People just call me by my first name.” He never minded not having a real nickname. Though from time to time someone would call him ‘Mordo’ but it never caught on.

“So Mordecai, you said that the park manager is your boss, right?” Twilight asked to the bluenette who just nodded in confirmation. “What kind of person is he?” She had to be prepared to meet the manager; he was the one who had the final word on where she was going to live during her stay.

The only problem was that she had no idea who he was or how would he react to her. So getting information from an employee was her best chance to know how to approach him.

“Benson? Well he’s kind of…” Mordecai trailed off. He was conflicted on how to answer her question. Should he tell her about Benson from his perspective as an employee? Or should he try to be more objective in his description?

If he gave his employee opinion, Mordecai risked exposing himself as a lackluster worker and a slacker. And the second option wasn’t good either; he didn’t know if he was capable of putting aside his personal bias while describing Benson without lying.

Knowing he had to give an answer soon, he just let him mouth do the job while his mind of occupied trying to block off anything that make Benson and him sound bad.

“He’s kind of difficult to describe honestly. He’s…um…very expressive (yells a lot) of his…emotions (mostly anger)…If things go according to the daily schedule (If Rigby and I don’t mess things up) he’s fine, but when things go out of hand (which is most of the time) he gets stressed. (Yells at us)."

“Well, he sounds like a very responsible boss.” Thought it wasn’t much info to go around forming a conclusive ‘discussion plan’ it was better than knowing nothing. “Thanks for telling me, it will help me when I meet with him.”

“Yeah, no problem.” If she only knew half of it. “But, why exactly are you meeting with him? Do you want to apply for a job or something?” It would be cool if she did.

She was really cute so he wouldn’t mind working with her every day. She would be a welcome change and addition to the park.

“Oh no, I’m not looking for a job here” Twilight said slightly disappointing Mordecai. “I’m here to do a field research in this park for the university.” She told him with a hint of excitement in her voice.

And how could she not be? This was for what she lived for; observing, analyzing and learning new things fill her with such a sense of success and accomplishment.

“So, you are a college student?” he asked slightly surprised but mostly in interest. She must be on a Social Science Major or something similar to be doing things like field research on parks and things like that.

“No, no, no, I’m not a student. I already have my PhD and my Sc.D. I was just hired by the California Institute of Technology and send me on this research trip.” The Doctor on Science and Philosophy said in a very light hearted manner, as if she was talking about the weather instead of her academic accomplishments.

The shock was so big for Mordecai that he accidently stepped on the brake, making the golf cart came to an abrupt stop. “Dude! Seriously?! How old are you?”

She looked no older than 20, there’s no way she could possibly have a Doctorate in Philosophy and Science; she must be pulling his legs or something.

Twilight, slightly taken back by Mordecai’s mini outburst just answered him honestly. “Um…I’m 25, I graduated from college in just one year thanks to all my Advance Credits from High school. I was 18 at the time, after that I got my PhD and ScD in less than 5 years. “

By the time she was over, Mordecai had his jaw hitting the floor. Not only she was a Doctor and a super genius, she was also older than him. Two years older to be exact.

At the same time Twilight was getting embarrassed by the look of incredulity on the blue head face. “It’s not difficult to believe, is it? It really isn’t THAT big of the deal” Really, she disliked when people looked at her like that when she told them about her study career.

“Sorry! It’s just…wow…” He really was speechless. Mordecai always thought that super geniuses like that were just make-believe stories to pamper spoiled kids who did better than everyone else at school. But here it was living proof of the contrary.

Mordecai didn’t necessarily have to take her word for it as truth, since at the moment there wasn’t any conclusive evidence to support her claim. But what would she gain from lying to him anyways; he was but only a groundskeeper.

“What about you, Mordecai? How many years have you been working here?” Twilight asked trying to change the topic to something else. Besides, it helped to get more background information to help on her research of the park’s strange phenomena.

“Um…I’ve only recently gotten this job. A less than a month.” The groundskeeper admitted with a hit of reluctance before stepping on the gas and resume driving. “Before that I had just finish with college.”

Well, not exactly. He lived with his folks for a year after he ended his studies. Then his parents kicked him off for not getting a job and bring money to the house. But he wasn’t going to tell her THAT.

“Really? What did you major in?” the ‘Doctor’ asked with interest. Inwardly she felt bad for assuming he was only a high school graduate. Never judge a book by its cover, she thought.

“Ehm….I graduated from a small community college…I got a bachelor in …Visual Arts.” He barely got his degree at the end. And now his certificate was gathering dust in his parents’ house.

“Oh! So you are an artist!” Twilight said with interest, “When I was younger, I give being an artist a try, but I find out I really don’t have what it takes to be one.” She told him with a small laugh, “I’m really bad at painting, sculpting, handcrafting, even at photography I was terrible.”

“Well, we can’t always be good at everything” Mordecai said with a small smile on his face. He was afraid that by having such a exemplary career, she would think less of him for his barely deserved art degree from a very small school. But instead of acting all high and mighty, she had a small sense of humor and admitted her own lack of talent in other things.

Now that he thought about it, he had been pretty good at drawing stuff. From 6th grade to high school everyone always complimented the cool drawings he made on the back of his notebooks.

He didn’t exactly remember when he stopped but he should probably give it a try once more. Just to see if he still got it.

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The rest of the trip back to the ‘House’ continued like that. Mordecai and Twilight just chit-chatting, getting to know a little bit more from each other.

But the relative peace of the drive wouldn’t last for much longer, because when the finally parked the car, Benson was standing there with his arms crossed and an irritated look on his face.

“Mordecai! What happened to the cart?” The angry park manager demanded an answer after looking at the state the golf cart was in. Not only was it covered in dirt and grass, but also had dents everywhere.

“Wait Benson, let me explain” But before Mordecai could even say a single word to defend himself, Benson ignored his plea and continue with his scolding.

At the mention of the name Benson, Twilight turned to give a good look at the man she had a meeting with.

Benson was a 30 something year old man, with short red hair showing initial signs of baldness and a five o’clock shadow. He was wearing a red jacket over a long sleeved dress shirt and a grey tie on his neck.

“I don’t want to hear any excuses! I send you out for a simple errand that shouldn’t take more than 20 minutes and you return hours late and with the Golf Cart completely trashed! I ought to fire you RIGHT……..”

“What Benson? Aren’t you going to fire me?” the groundskeeper said with a tone that almost sounded daring, asking to be fired.

“Mordecai…what happened to your face?” Benson inquired putting aside his anger for the moment. “You look terrible” His employee’s nose was swelled and with a band-aid over it, a little bit or red remained just below the nose hinting that it was bleeding before, also there were bruises on both sides of his face too.

“Thanks for the news flash, Benson.” Mordecai couldn’t help but answer back sarcastically. He really should try harder to avoid putting his foot on his mouth.

“Do not give me any lip. Just tell me what happen!” Really, the one time he tried to show some worry for his employee and what did he receive? Just some sassy response.

“Hey, what is going on outside?” called out a voice from inside the house before the front door opened revealing a very big guy who for some reason skipped down the stairs and towards them.

Following closely behind, the rest of the park staff descended from the stairs. It was a very ‘colorful’ group to say the least.
“Wow, Mordecai? What happened to you?” He asked the same man you ‘skipped’ down the stairs first.

The man looked somewhat old, with his white hair and all. But he definitely didn’t looked he was past this prime yet. The white haired man was HUGE, he wasn’t the tallest of the whole staff, but he certainly looked the strongest, especially with all his upper body muscles under the white tank top.

“Oh my! Mordecai you look dreadful!” said another one of the group, and the second to come down the stairs. He looked definitely older than the white haired man. This man was wearing very classy suit-and-slacks, a top hat over his bald head; also sporting a very curved white mustache. He was the picture of a classic gentleman.

But his voice seem wrong, it didn’t match up with his gentlemanly appearance. He sounded like a very big child.

“Yeah bro, you look like somebody beat the crap out of you, right Fives?” The next in line were a duo who looked the complete opposite of each other.

The one who spoke was a short tanned man with shoulder-length, greenish-brown hair who…um… sometime in the past he let himself go…and never came back. In other words he was fat. Really fat.

How fat? Well, let us say that underneath that long-sleeved gray shirt he wore, he really needed the assistance of a bra.

The other one, Fives, was the complete opposite. He was definitely more slender and younger than his companion. Though he didn’t look older than 18, Five had white hair, in fact he was all white. His skin was ghostly pale, had white-ish grey eyes, not to mention white sleeveless t-shirt, pants and sneakers.

“Yeah man! Did you get in a fight or something?” Finally, the last member of the group asked his question to the nose-broken Mordecai.

The last one on the group was also the shortest of them all, standing barely above the 5 feet mark. He had spiky brown hair and was wearing a matching stripped t-shirt. Also he had black rings around his eyes, showing his tendency of staying up late.

“Don’t worry guys. I just have a fight trying to stop a thief.” Mordecai explained to his friends a little relieved that Benson didn’t look as angry as before.

“I chase him down using the golf cart, that’s why it looks like that.” In retrospect, he shouldn’t have jumped out of the cart at such high speed. But like they said, hindsight is 20/20.

“Are you sure it was a thief? Are you absolutely sure?” Benson questioned him with keen eyes. It better had been a thief, because if it was a random passerby, HE was the one who was going to get in problems with Mr. Maellard.

“Dude, Benson! Of course I’m sure! I saw him with my own eyes!” Mordecai answered exasperated. Why would he go around the park getting into fights with random people? Really, Benson thought very little of him.

“And what exactly did he try to steal?” asked the big white haired man. He looked really big, especially standing near Mordecai who was lankier in comparation.

“He stole a duffle-bag from Twilight.” The tallest of them all said while pointing behind him with his thumb.

“Twilight? Who’s Twilight?” Benson was confused until he looked behind Mordecai and found a weirdly clothed girl walking towards them.

“Hello, my name is Tara Sparkle, but my friends call me Twilight. Nice to meet you.” She introduced herself politely enough, a welcome change for Benson who had to deal with the slobs of Mordecai and Rigby.

Speaking of Rigby, he walked forward to stand near his friend Mordecai chuckling all the way. “He…he…he…’Twilight Sparkle’ ? Did you heard that Mordecai?” he said while nudging at his friend on the arm. “Are you related to certain vampire franchise or something?”

“Shut up dude!” Without wasting a second, the tall bluenette punched his smaller friend on the shoulder.

“Owh! That hurt!”

“Please don’t mind him. He’s an idiot that never thinks before opening his mouth” Mordecai turned towards Twilight and apologized for his friend’s behavior.

“Don’t worry. I’ve already heard that joke thousands of times before. It doesn’t bother me.” Frankly, she had heard that joke so many times it didn’t offend her anymore. She just thought it was sad that people couldn’t come up with better jokes.

Pushing the scene aside, Benson approached Twilight and called for her attention. “Excuse me, miss. I just want to tell you that I’m deeply sorry for today’s incident, but I have to inform you that the park is not really responsible for any damage or loss caused by thirds.”

“Oh no! no,no,no! I’m not here to file a complaint against that park.” The girl said much to Benson relief. With the stuff that tended to happen regularly around the park, he didn’t want to add legal problems into his mental list of things to worry about.

“I’m here to… meet the manager and discuss my…um… living arrangements.” Twilight began a little intimidated by Benson. Even with the short time she had being in his presence, she could tell that Mordecai’s description was selling him short, on the whole ‘express his emotions’ thing he said.

“Living arrangements” Benson repeated back confused. “What living arrangements? What are you talking about?”

“Oops. My bad!” The well dress gentlemen with the inadequate voice interrupted and enter the conversation. No kidding, that childish voice shouldn’t belong to someone who looked as old as him.

“I’m so very sorry Benson, but it seems that I completely forgot to inform you that my Papa called this morning, telling me about the arrival of a distinguished member from a prestigious educational academy today!”

The red head manager pinched his nose in silent annoyance until he let out a sigh. “It’s okay Pops. It was just a mistake.” It wasn’t like it was a MAJOR mistake that caused a lot of trouble. He was only upset because he disliked surprises. “So what’s this thing about living arrangements again?”

“I was sent here by Caltech as a researcher with the approval and permission of Mr. Maellard.” Twilight explain for the second time that day. But before she could continue, Mordecai decided to intervene and add his own two cents much to Twilight’s embarrassment.

“Yes, Benson. Twilight here is like a super genius! She finished college in one year and even has a PhD and Sc.D.!” Everyone turned to look at Twilight with impressed looks, making the girl blush slightly. It isn’t THAT big of a deal, she thought.

Benson, who remained the most calmed of the group. The girl may have diplomas and honorifics, but to him those things didn’t meant anything unless you proved your worth with practical hard work.

“So…about what exactly is your research about?”

Twilight closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She knew this question was coming, and already had an answer prepared. The only thing that troubled her was the reaction everyone would have when she told them.

“I was sent here to investigate about the strange rumors surrounding the park.” She revealed with her eyes open again. “Personally, I would’ve ignored such rumors for the sheer absurdity of some of them. For example: the appearance of a black hole a few weeks ago.”

Really? A black hole in the middle of a park? How much absurd could it get? Black holes can’t just form from out of nothing.
According to Einstein’s theory of general relativity, a black hole is formed by the deformation of space-time caused by extremely compacted mass. Not by tying 100 times in rock-paper-scissors, if the rumors were to be believed. Also it was almost mathematically impossible to tie 100 times in that game!

Seriously! The imagination some people have.

While Twilight was lost in thought thinking about physical impossibilities of the rumors she heard, the staff turned to look at each other in the eyes. They all knew that the whole black hole incident wasn’t a crazy rumor. It really happened and it was Mordecai’s and Rigby’s fault.

“But as you all probably know, the university doesn’t waste its time investigating or testing something without some sort of proof to back it up.” Twilight continued with her explanation, not noticing any of the staff reactions. She was focusing on her prepared mini-speech.

“We discovered that during the timeframe when those rumors supposedly happened, several scanners and satellites picked up on some sort of strange energy signals.” Though Twilight was skeptic about the whole ‘black hole’ rumor, she believed in the reliability of science and technology which told them there was definitely some sort of energy output located in this park.

The park staff remained awkwardly silent, not knowing if they should disclose any information that could support or disprove any of the scientist girls claims.

No one ever complained or tried to investigate about these and previous incidents before. Everyone kind of accepted the weirdness of the park, and didn’t bat an eye to it anymore. Even Mordecai and Rigby who just became parts of the staff, didn’t question any of it.

So this was all new for everyone.

Benson, having to step up for everyone else, was getting anxious about the implications and problems that could arise if more people came investigating the park.

“So…what will happen if you were to found something in the park?” Benson was worried that they would have to close the park down and leave his without a job. Being the park manager was all what he had in his life.

“I was told to stay and investigate in depth, but if I were to find something that is dangerous, I’m obligated to call the appropriate authorities.” One couldn’t rule out that the strange happenings in the park could be cause by some sort of radioactive material that could cause mass hallucination.

“And Mr. Maellard approved of this?” Just what was Mr. Maellard thinking? If this girl found something it could mean the closure of the park.

“Well…he didn’t ask for specifics. He accepted when the university offered to cover any damage done to park, alongside other things…” She herself wasn’t exactly sure about the dealings between her superiors and the owner of the park. The only thing they told her was to avoid causing any collateral damage to the property.

“I’m sorry Ms Sparkle but I’m afraid that at the moment we don’t have accommodations for you.” Benson lied through his teeth. If the girl in front of him stayed it could lead to a major disaster that would most certainly leave him without a job.
He knew his lie would only momentarily delay the issue, but it would provide him with enough time to figure out a plan B for when crap hit the fan.

“But Benson what about the empty room on the second floor?” Pops stepped in much to the manager’s dismay. “I’m sure those lodgings are well-suited for our gracious guest!”

“But…Pops, I…”

“I say that we let her stay; besides my Papa already gave his permission.” The child like gentleman reminded Benson, who really couldn’t protest against a direct order of both Maellard senior and son.

Sighing in defeated, the red head just nodded in acceptance. “Okay, you can stay in the empty room on the second floor, Ms Sparkle” As the new resident of the house gave him a big smile of appreciation, Benson couldn’t help but feel that dread and fear that he initiated his own doom.

“Thank you very much, Sir.” She said gratefully, ”I’ll try to not be a nuisance or interfere with the Park’s work.”
The only response she got was Benson looking at the side muttering something that sounded like ‘too late’ but she wasn’t exactly sure.

“Congrats, Twilight.” Mordecai said besides her grabbing her attention and make her forget about Benson’s mutter. “I guess this means we will see each other around more often.” The tall blue head said scratching the back of his head.

“It looks like it.” She agreed with a smile that Mordecai thought make her look cute. “I’m sure we will be good friends.”

“Yeah…friends…”Mordecai trailed off a little bit down, but quickly recovered. Right now he was glad that he could be her friend. “Hey! Let me introduce you to everyone!”

“First there is Pops, He’s the owner’s son!”

“It is very nice to meet you Miss Sparkle.” Pops greeted with that voice that really put the girl off. How could a man who looked so refined have a voice like that?

“It is nice too meet you, Mr. Maellard.” She greeted back, “though you may call me just Twilight, all my friends do” She was going to spend a lot of time with everyone here, so it was better if everyone treated each other as friends.

“I’ll do, only if you call me Pops in return.” He really felt more comfortable that way. Besides Mr. Maellard was his Papa, not him.

“Of course!”

“Next one is Skips!” Mordecai presented her to the muscular white haired man.

“Nice meeting you, girl” He greeted friendly enough. He didn’t sound or acted like the muscle head Twilight expected him to be.

“Nice to meet you, Skips!” Twilight refrained from asking him about his name, not wanting to look rude. On top of that, it wasn’t like she could talk about weird names with her last name being Sparkle.

“The next two are Muscleman and Fives, respectively.”

“Muscle Man?” Twilight repeated back confused, until the tanned greasy man answered.

“That’s me, girl! The name’s Mitch but don’t ever call me that.” He really meant it. Muscle Man only let family and hot babes call him by his first name.

He would usually try to put his moves on Twilight, but when he heard she was like a genius he reconsidered. He didn’t like girls who were smarter than him.

“And this here is my bro Fives.” Muscle Man talked for his friend who just remained quiet and stared at Twilight.
“Is he alright?” Twilight asked feeling at edge by the stare of the albino boy. Not only that, but his pale complexion made him looked like he was sick.

“Don’t worry Twilight. Fives is a little reserved. Once he gets to know you better I’m assure you he will be more talkative.” Mordecai explained for her. He wasn’t sure if they should tell her about Fives ‘condition’.

‘Condition’ as in the fact that he was dead. And a ghost. A ghost who interacts and talks with everyone just fine like any other living person.

Who knows how would Twilight react to the news? Rigby and he didn’t really paid much mind. In fact they forgot Fives was a ghost half of the time. But with Twilight he had no idea.

“And finally, there is Rigby. As you can see his is height challenged.” Mordecai joked at his friend expense. It was quite a picture seeing such tall guy standing near a very short guy.

“Hey! You’re face is challenged!” Rigby called back, insulted. He wasn’t short! Mordecai was just freaking tall!

“That doesn’t even make sense, dude!” Even with his nose broken and his face bruised, that comeback didn’t make any sense.

“Shut up!” the short brown haired man punched his friend arm but with no real strength on it.

“Um…nice to meet you, Rigby” Twilight interrupted the scene in front to her. She didn’t want it to escalate into a fist fight, especially with Mordecai’s current condtion.

“Uh? Oh yeah, the same Ms. Vampire” He greeting back sounding uninterested. But his tone changed after Mordecai delivered a punch to his arm. “ouch! What was that for?”

“I told you dude. Be nice” The taller one gave his short friend a look that meant he was serious for real.

“Whatever.” Muttered Rigby. Why was Mordecai mad out of the sudden? He didn’t do anything wrong. He just called the girl a funny nickname, which a few minutes earlier she said didn’t mind.

“It is nice to meet all of you and I’m grateful for welcoming me. I hope to get to know you better and we can become friends”
The rest of the staff had similar reactions to her and welcomed her to the park.

“Come on! Let me show you to your room!” Mordecai said before walking back to the cart and grab on to Twilight’s luggage. “I’ll carry your stuff too.”

Twilight smiled at his offer but she couldn’t accept. “But Mordecai, you are still hurting, aren’t you?” She could see that small grimaces of pain when he walked. She didn’t like the idea of him making his wounds words for pushing himself too hard.

“Don’t worry about me. I can handle it on my own.” He lied but he refused to put the bags down. Call it stupidity or macho bullcrap but he didn’t want to look like a wuss in front of her.

“Okay. Let’s go.” Twilight was convinced by his act but she decided not to push the issue. She knew that if she argue, the more stubborn he would act. Like any other male she knew: her two brothers were exactly the same.

Mordecai had some difficulties trying to climb up the stairs but his own stubbornness make him pull through and got make his way inside the house with Twilight and Rigby following behind.

“Is it me or Mordecai is acting like he has it bad for the new girl?” Benson asked out-loud after they entered the house.

“Yes, he has it bad” confirmed Skips. One didn’t have to be as old as him to notice something like that. “What are we going to do now, Benson?” Skips asked secretively, but Benson caught exactly what he was referring to.

“I don’t know Skips. The only thing we can do now is hope nothing happens that convince her to close down the park.

“Yes, let’s hope so.”

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“Here we are!” Mordecai announced as he open the door to Twilight’s new room and rested her bags on the floor. “Sorry there isn’t much to it. Maybe tomorrow we can get you a bed.” He offered after he saw the emptiness of the room.

It was spacious like his room he shared with Rigby, but it had no bed or furniture besides a very old looking closet. “If you want you can have my bed while we get you a bed.”

“No. No. I don’t want to be a bother” She refused his offer kindly. “Besides, I came prepared with a sleeping bag and a small tent for the possibility of having to sleep outdoors.”

From her back pack, she took and unrolled her sleeping back on the floor. “See! No problem.”

“Wouldn’t you be more comfortable with a bed? I don’t mind sleeping on the living room couch.” He offered once again.
“Mordecai, I’m a big girl. I think I can take a few nights on the floor.” She was grateful for his offer, but she didn’t like to be treated like she was helpless all the time.

Mordecai, getting what Twilight was saying, just sighed and retracted his offer. “Okay then. But can I at least offer you a pillow?”

“That would be nice.” Now that was something she could accept.

“I’ll be right back!”

As he walked around looking for some extra pillows, Mordecai came upon the cord that brings down the stairs for the attic. Twilight’s room was just so empty, and maybe he could find something nice or useful for her there.

Once inside the attic, he took a look around and found a small folding table for Twilight to put some of her stuff on, and a lamp for her when the sun sets down.

Happy with his findings, Mordecai came down the attic and walked towards his room. He didn’t find any extra pillows so he decided to lend Twilight his only one.

As he entered, Mordecai found his friend and roommate Rigby looking at him weirdly. “What are you doing?” The brunette asked mostly for the stuff Mordecai was carrying around.

“Nothing” the blue head said wondering about the strange look Rigby was sending his way. “Why you ask?”

“Because, you’ve been acting strange since you came back. A lot more assistive than usual.” Rigby couldn’t exactly put his finger on it but he was sure it had to do with something that happened today. “Is it the new girl? Is she making you do this?”

“Wha…? Don’t be ridiculous, Rigby. I’m just trying to be helpful. Now if you excuse me I have to bring this stuff to her.” When he approached his bed to pick up his pillow, he found Rigby on his way blocking his path. “Dude, move I need to take my pillow.”

“Why?”

“Because she has none, so I’m lending her mine!” Mordecai said exasperated with Rigby. “Now move!”
Rigby didn’t move a muscle and stayed planted in front of his friend, looking directly at his eyes. “Oh my god! You like the new girl!”

“What! Don’t be ridiculous!” The bluenette said with red slowly appearing on his face. “I don’t like her! I’m just being helpful!”

“I can’t believe you like little miss bookworm!” Rigby poked fun at his friend with trying not to laugh out loud.

“I don’t like her!”

“The more denied the more you confirm it!” the short brunette keep on ribbing.

“Fine! I like her. Happy?” Mordecai was getting really tired of Rigby’s mocking tone. “So what? What are you going to do?”

“Nothing really. I just find it hilarious.” The short one said before continuing with a sing a song tone. ”Mordecai and the new girl, sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G!”

Instantaneously, the blue head responded with a punch on his friend arm. “Dude, what are you, 10?”

“You didn’t have to punch me, man” Rigby said while rubbing his arm. He must have really tick Mordecai off because he felt that punch a whole lot more. “You know I’m just joking man!”

“Well, keep the jokes to yourself!” the annoyed groundskeeper took the change to take his pillow from his bed while Rigby was preoccupied with his arm. “I’m serious dude.” And with that he left the room with Rigby alone.

“Man, he really got it bad!”

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“Hey I’m back! And look what I also brought! I table and a lamp.” Mordecai said as he entered Twilight’s room.
“Wow! Thanks Mordecai. Set the table over there!” She pointed out to the other side of the room. Both things will surely come in handy.

As Mordecai set up the table where he was instructed, he noticed that Twilight had already set up her clothes inside the closet and now she was pulling some books and electronics from her bags.

“What’s this?” He asked curiously at what looked like a yellow box with something attached to it by a cable.

“That’s a Geiger Counter! It’s a particle detector that measures radiation of alpha and beta particles and gamma rays.” Twilight explain as simple as she could.

Mordecai refrained to ask what any of these things was; for fear of sounding dumb when she would explain them to him. “Um…what’s that thing?”

“That is a energy scanner. It’s used to detect emissions of light energy and bio-energy.” Once again, Mordecai nodded and didn’t ask about any of those things. “Looks like very expensive equipment.”

“Kind of, this is all basic equipment that only serves to detect and measures energy outputs. If I were to require something more specialized I’ll have to call to the research center to send me more equipment.”

“Wow. It must be great being as intelligent as you.” Mordecai was a simple guy who never really achieved much in his life as a student and never really complained about it.

But now, standing next to someone like Twilight who achieved so much in so little time, he couldn’t help but feel a pin of regret.

Where would he be if he had focused more on his studies? Would he be doing something more meaningful with his life? Would his parents be proud of him and not kick him out of the house?

One could only wonder.

“Most people think that. That I was born a genius and that everything comes easy to me.” Twilight began talking with a slight sad tone on her voice. “But they are wrong. It wasn’t easy. I had to work hard and give upon a lot of things to be where I am now”

She remembered all those years back when she was a reclusive girl who never really spoke with anyone besides her family. Thought she never regretted studying as hard as she did, Twilight admitted that she missed out on a lot of things growing up.

If it weren’t for her friends she would’ve never open up and discover what life and friendship is all about.

Mordecai just stared at her, almost feeling her own emotions. “You really are something.” He whispered low enough that Twilight didn’t notice her utter anything.

They remained in silent for a whole two minutes, until Mordecai decided it was best to leave her alone for now. “I better go, make sure Rigby stays out of trouble.” He said before opening the door “See you later Twilight. I hope you enjoy your stay here!”

“I’m sure I will…see you later, Mordecai”

And with that the bluenette left the room and Twilight alone with her stuff.

Hours later when she went to sleep, she lied in her pajamas over her sleeping back with only a thin sheet covering her.

“Today sure was a very interesting day.” She said to herself, “I wonder how tomorrow is going to be” and with that she closed her eyes and tried to fall asleep.

‘This pillow smells really nice

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On another room on the same floor. Mordecai was struggling to get some shut eye.

“Man, I can’t sleep.” His nose hurt, but he was sure that wasn’t the reason why he couldn’t fall asleep. Also Rigby’s snore weren’t helping at all.

“Better do something to tire myself.” But what? He didn’t want to wake up the whole house and his body was still aching from the fight. He needed something he could do silently and without moving around a lot.

Then an idea hit him. He turned towards his drawer and took out a piece of paper and a pencil. Maybe he could try and see if he still got his drawing skills.

Mordecai doodled for a while but none of his drawings look particularly good.

“Man, I’m I really that rusty at this or was I never really good at it?” Feeling his eyelids became heavier and heavier by the second, he drop the paper and pencil back on his drawer and finally turn to sleep.


Extra:
(Note: what happens on extras do not affect the narrative of the overall story)

Just as Mordecai and Twilight drove away in the golf cart. The thief stood up again and using a strange hand-sign, he opened a portal and jumped in.

“I did what you wanted. I got Twilight Sparkle and Mordecai to meet each other. Are you happy now, XeroM?” The thief said before a light enveloped him and transformed him back into MoreX.

“Yes! I’m very happy!” The ‘female’ and ‘dark’ counterpart said with glee. “But there is still something missing!”

“What? I deal was I’ll do only three things for you! I would write this MordeTwi story, that one; I would personally made them meet each other by letting Mordecai beat the crap out of me, that’s two; and three, I was going to allow this story to share the same universe as my Dan&Pinkie VS. Those were the three things!”

“Yes and you done an excellent work my inferior self!” MoreX just ignored the backhanded compliment from Xerom. He was already accustomed to them. “Now all we need is a cross over between the two stories!”

“No way XeroM!” he male counterpart shot down the idea as quick as it came. “It would be total chaos! Besides don’t you think there is already too much weird stuff happening in California without adding your crossover idea?”

“He…he…he… well I guess we can forget about that crossover for now and focus in other parts of the US and the world” XeroM said with a smirk that send shivers to her counterpart’s spine.

“What do you...?” But before he could finish his question, Xerom threw at him a folder filled with pages of notes.

“What?! This is madness! I won’t allow…ugh!” MoreX was interrupted once more, but this time by a karate chop to the neck that rendered him unconscious.

“Silly, MoreX. This may not be able to alter any of your stories directly. But I’m allowed to have a little bit of fun on the sidelines. He, he, he, he.”
[To be continued in other extras]