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(Plot): What-if two familiar slackers weren't the only ones that got the job at the park? What-if some young guy got the job as well? Join him as goes on many different misadventures, make some friends along the way, and find out that his so-called "regular life" is going to be anything but regular. This is his Regular Story.
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I don't own any of the characters from Regular Show, those go to the creator J.G. Quintel. The only thing's I own are my OC's, but so far you'll see one and more characters to come later in this story somewhere in the future.
Also, you can check out this story on FanFiction and DeviantArt. The links are on my account.
Enjoy!
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Set Up The Chairs, Then Destroy The World
Several days went by and everything was back to normal.
However, the hole along with all the walls in Mordecai and Rigby’s room was still in need of repair, but I decided to just work all day and let everything that happened with the keyboard incident cool down before I told Benson about the damage that he didn’t notice the other day. Believe me, he was still pissed, but he already knew as he was covering some of the damages. I decided to volunteer to help for Mordecai and Rigby’s sake, and he didn’t seem to mind. I mean, he said he trusts me, so I gotta at least show my expectations for him.
Anywho, while repairing the room, with Skips lending me a hand, probably because I owe him for trying to save his life, but other than that I was lucky to meet two other people who also worked at the park that Benson called in.
The first was a green man that was really overweight and had man-boobs. He also had greenish-brown hair that came to his shoulders, and wore a long-sleeved grayish-blue shirt, dark pants, and had black shoes. His name was Muscle Man, and I had no idea why they would call him that, but if that’s his name then it’s his name. But I figured out why he was called that. You see, because we needed to get all of Mordecai and Rigby’s stuff out of their room, Muscle Man gave us some extra help with the heavy lifting, and believe me, he was strong, but compared to Skips he’s second best. Also, when it comes to lighting the mood, he likes to do jokes that end with “My mom!” and I realized that his jokes are actually “my mom” jokes. It did make me chuckle a bit, but his jokes do need a little work. Who knows, maybe he’ll become a great comedian somewhere in the future.
As for the other person I mentioned, I met a ghost...yes, a real live ghost, and it was a he, much to my surprise. He was white and slightly transparent while floating in midair. Muscle Man was the one who told me that his name was Hi Five Ghost, the real reason why was because he had a hand on top of his head.
They were actually really great people that I met, and after we finished repairing the walls to Mordecai and Rigby’s room, things were actually looking up for me, and my luck just couldn’t get any better. I got a permanent sixty-dollar raise and I managed to gain the trust of my manager, which luckily for me he won’t get as upset as he used to when I first started working last month. I guess I can call this my lucky break.
But boy how wrong was I on the very next day.
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Benson called us outside for a little meeting, we all sat on the steps except Skips who was leaning against the banister. Today was our park schedule for a birthday celebration for some kid.
“Alright listen up,” he announced. “We’ve got this birthday party today, so lots to do.” He scribbles something on his clipboard, probably a lot of stuff we gotta do. “Lot’s to do.” I hear him mutter. Yep, like we both said, lots to do. “Muscle Man, Hi Five Ghost,” he called out their names. “You’re in charge of picking up the special entertainment.”
“Yes!” They chanted as they high-fived each other.
“Skips, you set up the bouncy castle.”
Skips nods as he skips away.
“Let’s see,” he thinks for a minute while looking at the clipboard and rubbing the side of his head with his pencil. “I’m picking up the kids.”
Ooo, that’s probably gonna be hard for him, ‘cause sometimes in life children are usually wild and hard to control. But not me though, I was raised by a very good mother who taught me how to behave myself without causing trouble.
“So...Mordecai, Rigby, and Barney, the three of you set up the chairs.”
They groaned while Mordecai slid from the stairs, me I just shrugged. This was too easy, plain and simple.
“Oh, what about me?” I heard Pops say. “Surely, I’m invited to my own birthday party!”
“Um, your birthday was last week, remember?”
Oh yeah, I kinda forgot to mention that when we were still working on repairs to Mordecai and Rigby’s room. Pops’ birthday came and we all celebrated with cake, ice cream and gifts. It did slow us down on working on repairing the walls in their room, but we did deserve a break for the moment before we went back to repairs.
“It’s a kids party today.”
“I still have balloons!”
“We got it covered, Pops.”
I didn’t hear what he said next, but I did notice him floating away while still holding onto the balloons. Ah, poor guy, he really was trying to help, but like Benson said, we got it covered.
“Dude,” Mordecai says, “how come we always get stuck with the lame jobs? Setting up the chairs?!”
“Lame!” Rigby said.
“Come on, you guys,” I said to them. “It's really not that lame. In fact, it’s pretty easy if we work together.”
“Yeah,” Mordecai said, “if you consider setting up chairs as lame.”
“That’s because,” Benson cut in, “besides Barney who I can actually trust, I can’t trust either of you guys with something actually important.”
“Then why drag Barney into this lame job?” Rigby asks.
“That’s because he’s got two jobs for me,” Benson held out two fingers. “The first is by helping you two set up the chairs, and there’s the second thing he needs to do.”
Whoa, two jobs in one day, guess there’s something important that he really wants me to do.
“Well, what does he have to do?” Mordecai said.
“That’s not your concern. In fact, come here Barney.”
He motions me as I shrug my shoulders and go to him. He places his arm around my shoulders as he brings me to ear level and whispers, “Listen, I need you to do me a favor, keep an eye on those two.”
I nodded my head, knowing I have to-Wait what!
“What, you want me to b-”
“Shhh!” He shushes me while covering his lip with his finger.
We looked behind us as Mordecai cocked his eyebrow in confusion.
“Look, I can’t be in two places at once, so I need you to monitor them and keep a close eye on them for me when I get back. Be sure to tell me what they’ve done, okay?”
I sighed as I nodded and said, “Okay.”
We turned our attention back to them as Benson patted my shoulder and said, “Now, like I said, Barney will help you set up the chairs, and make sure you guys don’t slack off.”
Mordecai glares at Benson. “You calling us slackers?”
“Did he?” Rigby couldn’t find the words to say. “Did you?”
“He’s calling us slackers.” Mordecai answered for Rigby.
“Barney, you don’t think that we’re slackers are we?” Rigby asked me.
I sighed while pinching the bridge of my nose. I didn’t want to lie to them, but I had to tell them straight. “I hate to say this guys, but Benson is right, you guys do slack off sometimes.”
“Heh, you're no help.”
“Look dude,” Mordecai said, “with or without Barney, we can totally set up all those chairs without slacking off.”
“Good. Do it then, but Barney is still going to help you.”
“We will, even with or without Barney.”
“Yeah,” Rigby said, “and then next time you’ll get someone else to set up the chairs.”
I shrugged my shoulders and said to Benson, “I think it sounds like a great idea. If they finish setting up the chairs, you can get someone else to handle it. It sounds like a nice exchange, don’t you think?”
Benson thought for a minute then answered, “Fine.”
“OOOOOOOOHHH!” They chanted as they sang, “Not settin’ up the chairs next time! Not settin’ up the chairs next time! Uh!”
I slapped myself and nodded, those two can be completely hopeless sometimes.
“Just set up the chairs, and Barney, remember what I said.”
“Yes sir.” I gave Benson a two-fingered salute.
As Benson already left, Mordecai was the first to ask, “So, what’s the second job Benson wants you to do?” Then Rigby asked, “Yeah, come on man, it’s gotta be something good?”
I placed my arm around Mordecai’s shoulders and placed my hand on Rigby’s back as I said while walking them to work, “That’s for me to know, and you guys not to find out.”
They groaned in disappointment.
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We managed to get a trolley full of folded chairs as I pulled it to the party tent where we will leave them at, with Mordecai and Rigby following me.
“Benson’s gonna drop his balls,” Rigby says, “when he sees how good we set up these chairs. He’s gonna be all like ‘Oh no, my gumballs’.”
Me and Mordecai laughed at Rigby’s little joke, but I doubt Benson would drop his balls...at least I don’t think he will.
“Yeah,” Mordecai says, “we rule at setting up the chairs.”
I chuckled a bit as I said, “Well, let’s find out then, the sooner we get this job done quick,” I pass Mordecai a chair. “The sooner we get our break.”
“One!” Mordecai counted as he passed the chair to Rigby while he quickly folds the chair, then tosses it while also chanting “One!” as it landed on the ground on its side and not face-up. I slapped myself while groaning and nodding my head. Seriously?
“Yeah dude,” Rigby said, “this sucks.”
“That’s because you're doing this wrong.” I said. I take out another chair while pointing my two eyes at myself. “Watch me.” I picked the chair back up and set it back in its place, then unfolded the next chair and sat it down right next to it. “See, it’s easy. Plain and simple, it’s not that hard.”
“Yeah, but this job still sucks, and it’s lame.”
“Well if you don’t like it,” I crossed my arms, “then you can always quit and go slack off for the rest of your life.”
Rigby groans while throwing his hands in the air. “Dude, what is your problem, are you trying to work us to death?”
I glared at him. “I’m trying to save your job.”
Mordecai got in between us as he says, “Guys!” He then looks at me. “Look, I agree with Rigby,” Rigby then nods at me with a smug look, “but I also agree with you Barney,” Rigby’s smug look changed to a surprised look while I just smiled at him, “and normally I’d be all ‘let’s quit’ but we need to prove to Benson we can set up these chairs, with or without you, but I’d prefer you help us with this. If you can handle it, that is?”
I psht that question. “Of course I can handle it, and it’s like I keep saying, it’s too easy, plain and simple.” I then looked at Rigby as I gave him a smug look. “That’s if you can handle it Rigby, or you can just give up?”
Rigby crossed his arms and said, “Alright.” Then he grunts while continuing, “Must be nice to be the boss. Benson never has to do chores.”
“I wouldn’t be too sure. Benson has a lot to do and believe me, he’s probably got it harder. But we should be lucky we got the easiest job we can handle.”
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We’ve been going at this for several minutes. So far, me and Mordecai were the only ones taking this seriously. Which I’ll admit, he was determined to prove to Benson that he and Rigby weren’t slackers. Speaking of Rigby, while me and Mordecai were setting up the chairs, Rigby was acting lazy, and speaking of which he was “taking a break” by playing with the chairs as he was pretending to be a robot shooting lasers. He kept on doing this until he crashed right in the middle of where me and Mordecai just set up those chairs.
“What the H, dude!” Mordecai said as Rigby fell on the ground while chuckling.
I nodded my head as I said, “Rigby, quit playing around, we still got some work to do.”
“Yeah, can we please just focus.”
He groans as he removes the chair that he had on him and says, “When you say that, it makes me tired.”
“Dude!”
Rigby sat down on the chair as I crossed my arms and said, “Rigby, you barely even started, get up and get back to work!”
“You both sound like Benson,” Rigby groaned.
“Dude!”
“Mordecai!” I said to him as he looked at me and I winked. “I got this.”
Mordecai gave me a confused look as I went behind Rigby, he was too lazy to notice what I’m about to do. “Get in front of him,” I whispered.
“Huh?”
“Get in front of him,” I repeated.
Mordecai shrugs as he goes in front of Rigby.
“Bee.”
Mordecai cocks his eyebrow.
“Make-up a story about a bee.”
“Oh,” he whispered.
I took out something from out of my pocket, it was my trusty swiss army knife that had some of the things I needed to either repair or use for camping trips. I take out the knife as I hear Mordecai say to Rigby, “Hey, Rigby.”
“What,” he said with a lazy tone.
“I hear there are some bee’s out here.”
“Tsk, yeah right, there are no bees around here.”
“Oh no dude, there here, you just didn’t notice them, but I hear they pack a really nasty sting, if you don’t pay attention by watching your back. Cause you may never know...they get you…”
This is my moment, the knife was pointed right at Rigby’s butt. Oh man, this is gonna be so funny!
“...when you at least…”
I made a small buzzing noise with my mouth.
“...expect it.”
I jabbed the knife’s bladed tip on Rigby’s butt as he jumped up while screaming, “YAAAAAHHHH!” He literally jumps off the chair, clutches his butt and runs around in circles yelling, “Ah, the bee, the bee it’s got me! Oh, ahhh, oh!”
Me and Mordecai literally busted out laughing at Rigby while he looked at us. “What are you two laughing at, I just got stung by a bee!” He massages his rear.
“No dude,” Mordecai said. “That was just Barney playing a prank on you.”
I showed Rigby my pocket knife. “And it worked out nicely.”
Me and Mordecai chuckled a bit and high fived while Rigby glared at me. “Why you…”
“Ha, ha, well Rigby it looks like to me you got plenty of energy left to finish setting up these chairs.”
He grunts as he stomps towards me and is about to attack me if Mordecai hadn’t stopped him by saying, “Dude, he’s right, if we pound through this, we’ll never have to do this lame chair stuff again.”
Rigby stopped for a moment while thinking this through, his eyes widened as I bent down to his level and convinced him by saying, “That’s right, and who knows maybe we might pick up…”
Rigby gasped as we all said, “The special entertainment!”
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It’s now been fifteen minutes, and we were starting to bohog it. Rigby was laying down on the trolley while passing me a chair and I tossed it to Mordecai as he counted each chair, “37...38…”
I looked over to Rigby as he didn’t pass me another chair, only to realize there were no chairs on the trolley.
“38…Guys!”
“That’s all the chairs, dude,” Rigby said.
“Yeah man,” I said, “were completely out.”
“There’s supposed to be fifty.”
Now that Mordecai mentioned that, it is true that the total number of chairs we got to set up are supposed to be fifty. But to tell you the truth, after we picked up the chairs and loaded them into the trolley, I thought we actually got all fifty of them. Oh well, guess we better start looking for those last twelve chairs and then were done.
“That’s Benson’s problem.” Rigby said.
“No dude,” Mordecai says, “that’s our problem.”
“He’s right,” I said, “and we gotta finish this.”
Rigby sits up while grunting.
“C’mon guys, we gotta find the rest.”
I nodded to Mordecai as I followed him.
“Fine.” I hear Rigby from behind me. I then look down as I see him run on all fours while also saying, “Let’s find your stupid chairs.”
I notice Rigby was at the storage door, possibly there could be more chairs. If not, then we could always go to another storage and hopefully find some chairs, but I also notice him pushing on the door, making me nod as he didn’t even try the doorknob.
“It won’t open, let's get out of here.”
“Did you try the actual doorknob?” Mordecai asked while cocking his eyebrow.
I crossed my arms and said to Rigby, “Yeah Rigby, it’s there for a reason too I don’t know...open it.”
Rigby grunts as he says lazily, “Aagghhh! You're killin’ me, you guys!”
“Just open the door, Rigby!” I said to him.
I sighed as I nodded my head, only to glare at him as he just rubs the doorknob, not even bothering to grab a hold of it and twist it. Honestly, is he being that lazy?
“It’s locked, let's do something else.”
“C’mon dude,” Mordecai says, “take this seriously.”
I groaned as I had enough of this, besides Mordecai who like he said “takes this seriously'' Rigby couldn’t even take it seriously, not even for a minute. “That’s it, move over you lazy A!” I walked past Rigby while I shoved him from behind his head, making him “oof” as he sprawled on the ground. “Can’t believe I’m wasting my time over you!” I muttered.
I grabbed the doorknob then turned it, only to realize it wouldn’t open.
“Huh?”
“What is it?” Mordecai asked me as I turned toward him while Rigby stood back up.
“It’s locked.”
Rigby nods while crossing his arms and saying, “Hmm-hmm.”
“We gotta get those chairs.”
“My thoughts exactly, Mordecai.”
I turned my attention back at the door then kicked it hard while saying “Wa-ta!” and hearing Rigby yell “Hey!” as the door was forced open. I walked inside...only for my jaw to drop as I gasped and said, “Wow.”
“Dude, what is it?” I hear Rigby say.
“You see the chairs?” I also hear Mordecai say.
I turned around while motioning them to come here and said, “Guys come over here, you're not gonna believe what I just found!” They walked inside as they too gasped and their eyes widened at what I just discovered in this room. What we were looking at was a bunch of old arcade games. I never even imagined that they ended up here in storage and not to mention right here at the park.
“It’s like old-school heaven!” Rigby says.
“Yeah, look at these things!” Mordecai says while we all looked at all these old arcade games. “Ball of Yarn, Lemonade Stand, Hats 4 Sale, Clap Like This, Candle Maker, Deli Dude, Staring Contest, why are these even here!”
“Yeah,” I said while rubbing the side of one of the old arcade games. “How did they even get here, and who brought them here?”
“Who cares guys, let’s play!”
“Whoa, hold it!” I grabbed onto Rigby’s tail, making him yelp in the process. “Don’t even think about it, Rigby!”
Rigby glares at me then snatches his tail out of my hand, and says with a low tone of voice while pointing his tail at me, “Never, tug on my tail, again.”
“Rigby!” Mordecai cuts in. “Barney’s right, don’t even think about it.”
Rigby grunts while pouting and crossing his arms.
“Look dude, do you want Benson to think we're slackers forever?”
“I don’t know,” Rigby shrugged, “do you two want to be boring forever?”
“Hey!” I said. “I’m just trying to do my job! But if you want to be a slacker for the rest of your life then go ahead, be my guest, I’m not going to stop you!”
“Good, go be with Benson for all I care, me, I’m taking my break.” Rigby starts up the game, “‘sides, who needs you.”
I balled my fists and was about to march over there and slug him, if Mordecai hadn’t stopped me by grabbing my shoulder and whispering, “Dude, he’s not worth it.” He looks back to Rigby. “Not cool dude, Barney’s been helping us.”
“Yeah, if you call ratting us out to Skips that would be called helpful.”
Why that little jack A! He’s still sore over something that happened like, I don’t know...several days ago! As much as I want to march over there and strangle his scrawny little neck for saying that, I didn’t have the time nor the place to settle it, so I turned around and stormed off. Wanting to take my anger out at something, I found a nice good crate as I kicked it hard while grunting, making a hole inside it, then I axe kicked a barrel while chanting “Wa-cha!”, crushing the barrel like a soda can while taking a deep breath through my nose and placing both my hands together flat then exhaling the air out of my mouth. Then sat down on another barrel while resting my head on my fist while having a scowled look.
Mordecai and Rigby had shocked looks on their faces after what I just did, but I paid no heed as I saw Rigby shrugging his shoulders then saying “Man, whatever.” then gets right back to playing.
Mordecai nods his head at Rigby, having a disappointed look as he makes his way towards me. He places his feathered hand on my shoulder, but I jerked away as I said to him without looking, “Mordecai, don’t come near me, I don’t want to take my frustration out on you.”
“Look man, I’m sorry for what Rigby said, he had no right to say that.”
I only hmph at him while turning my head away.
“Look, I know Rigby can be like this sometimes, but just give him a chance and he’ll change for the better. Well...hopefully that is.”
I didn’t answer him, but I did sigh.
“Hey, if it makes you feel better, I got a way that’ll make Rigby get back to work.”
I looked at him then said, “Oh really, care to elaborate.”
“Simple...I’m going to take a break-”
“What, you too!” I interrupted while I was completely shocked at what he said.
“Ah,” Mordecai held a single finger, “I’m not finished, like I said I’m going to take a break while you cool off, and I’ll make this quick with Rigby.”
He walked off as I said, “How are you going to do that?”
He looks at me while pumping his chest with his fist then says, “Trust me, I got this, you just sit back, watch, and learn a little bit about Rigby when it comes to games.”
I sighed again while leaning back on the wall and muttering sarcastically, “Well, this should be interesting to watch.”
Watching Mordecai walk up to Rigby, I listened as I heard him say, “Hey dude, you're not even doing it right. You're just mashing the buttons.”
“Whatever, why don’t you take Barney and go back to work.”
“I know, how ‘bout I take my break too.” He shoves Rigby off and plays the game, to my surprise he actually won in like a couple of seconds while shouting “Bam!” then “OOOOOOOH!”
Rigby had his arms crossed and had an unamused look while saying, “Man, that was just luck.”
I notice Mordecai looking at me then saying, “Hmm-hmm.”
I chuckled a bit. Whatever he was doing, I trust that he’ll get Rigby working again.
For almost a minute, I watched in fascination as Mordecai instantly beat Rigby while chanting “OOOOOOOH!” as his victory cry, which I’ll admit he’s good, maybe I should play him whenever we're not working. But I’ll also admit, I’m a great gamer myself when it comes to game consoles and arcade games. After beating Rigby yet again as he looks at the screen that he climbed to then falls flat on his back as Mordecai yells, “OOOOOOOH! Ten in a row!”
I clapped a bit, I was impressed, he’s really good. If he’s able to beat Rigby ten times in a row and just under a minute, now I’m eager to play against him when we are finished working.
He walks away from the downed Rigby then says, “Alright, let’s finish those chairs.”
I got up off the barrel, walked towards Mordecai, and said, “Once we're finished working, you wanna play some games, one-on-one, just me and you?”
Mordecai sees my eagerness to face him as he smiles then says, “Sure,” he brings out his feathered hand, “your on!” I slammed my hand as I squeezed his.
“Wait guys,” Rigby says as we turn to face him, “what about that one?”
We followed to where Rigby was talking about as we saw another arcade game, but this one was covered in a cloth and there was a sign that said “Out of Order”.
“Didn’t they teach you how to read?” Mordecai says. “Out of order.”
“Yeah man,” I said. “It’s completely useless.”
Rigby only glares at us then pulls off the cloth. This kind of arcade game was unique and the title says “Destroyer of Worlds”.
“Whoooooooa, this...looks...awesome!”
I actually agree with Rigby, it does look awesome, but I wonder though...Why is it even here?
“Yeah, whatever,” Mordecai says, “it’s broken.”
“Probably because people couldn’t stop playing it ‘cause it’s so awesome.”
Yeah, I highly doubt people played this game before. Rigby began beating on it as Mordecai says while crossing his arms, “How are you going to fix that with your third-grade education?”
“Hey! Why don’t you go ask Benson to tell you what to do? Oh wait, why don’t you go hang around with Barney so he can work you to death. If not, he’ll rat you out since he’s Benson’s trustworthy worker.”
Okay, now he’s starting to piss me off, even after Mordecai just made me happy. I was about to come over there and slug him if Mordecai hadn’t stopped me by grabbing my shoulder yet again and saying to me, “I got this.” He turns his attention to Rigby while having a scowled look then says, “Move over, Rigby.”
He bends down and opens the compartment containing the mechanics and circuitry, but oddly there was a note attached to it with tape. I bend down to there level as Mordecai takes the note and we all read:
“IN THE NAME OF ALL THAT IS HOLY,
DON’T CONNECT THE RED WIRE TO THE BLUE WIRE.”
We looked at the two wires that were red and blue. They were disconnected, almost like someone didn’t want anyone to play this game, and I’ve got a bad feeling that we shouldn’t mess with this.
“I don’t think we should do this.” Mordecai says.
“I agree,” I said, “let’s get out of here.”
Rigby didn’t listen as he took the note and tossed it, then he began to connect the red wire to the blue wire. Sparks were being created as they were connecting to each other.
“Rigby stop, leave it alone.”
Rigby completely ignores me.
“Are you deaf, I said leave it alone!”
I wrapped my arms around Rigby and picked him up, he began kicking his legs, trying to get me to let go of him. “Are you that stupid, Rigby! You don’t even know what that thing can-YEOUCH!” I felt Rigby’s teeth clamp down on my arm as I dropped him then clutch my arm.
“Dude, you okay!” Mordecai says as I inspect my arm.
I noticed a bite mark where Rigby bit me at. I looked at Mordecai and showed him the bite mark then said, “Your little friend bit my arm, man!”
“Not cool, bro!” Mordecai says to Rigby.
I see him still connecting the wires while muttering “Come on, come on.” Alright that does it, this was the last straw, he was going to wish he never bit me!
Mordecai was struggling to keep me back while saying, “Dude, chill out bro!”
I was not in the mood to “chill out” I was in the mood to kick Rigby’s butt till next week, then explain to Benson what happened to Rigby once I’m done with him, and also explain his laziness. Oh, he won’t be working in the park ever again once I inform Benson about this. We both stopped as we saw a glow coming from the wires that Rigby was connecting, smoke began to form then take the shape of what looked like the devil as it came out while chuckling, then it vanished. “The hell…”
We all looked at one another, then the entire room became pitch black.
“What the...what’s going on?” I asked Mordecai.
“I don’t know man.”
The screen came to life, it began to grow brighter...then it burst into a shockwave as we were blown back and landed hard on our backs. We sat up as the screen burst into a beam of light, my face turned into a shocked expression at what I thought was completely impossible. What we were staring at was an 8-bit giant floating face of the devil. It had horns, yellow eyes, dark brown mustache, and goatee. It floats above then away from us while we watch it. I still couldn’t believe what I’m seeing. Then again, Skips did tell me that the world around me isn’t what it appears to be.
“That can’t be good.” Mordecai says.
“I don’t know,” Rigby says, “he could be cool.”
It shoots fire from its eyes, destroying the entrance from where we came in.
“You call that cool, Rigby!” I yelled.
We stood up while the devil head floated away with Mordecai saying, “Oh man, we’re so dead!”
“Maybe no one will notice.” Rigby shrugs.
The devil head shoots at some storage sheds, causing them to explode as we see them catch fire, then it proceeds to shoot at the trees as we watch helplessly as it destroys them. I glared at Rigby angrily since he was the one who started this, then I slapped his head and yelled, “Are you fricking kidding me ya stupid dumb A! After when I just told you to leave it alone, now look what happens when you don’t listen!”
“Barney!” Mordecai yells at me. “Now is not the time, we need to go find Skips!”
I nodded then said, “Good idea, come on hurry!”
We ran out of the storage and hoped Skips knew what to do.
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We ran for a couple of minutes until we were all out of breath. We managed to find Skips who just finished setting up the bouncy castle while we clutched our knees to catch our breath. “Skips!” I yelled.
“What did you guys do that made you bring Barney to me?”
“What nothing.” Mordecai says as I punched his arm, making him groan while massaging his arm.
“Skips,” I said, “we got a problem...a big one.”
Skips looks at me and says, “What kind of big problem?”
We looked as we saw a beam of fire shoot out and destroy a slide. “That!” I pointed at that giant floating devil head as it floated away while laughing. I went over to Skips and asked him, “What is that thing!”
“That is the Destroyer of Worlds.” He then looks over to Mordecai and Rigby. “Let me guess, Barney was the one who read my note but you guys didn’t listen to him, didn’t you?”
“A note?” Mordecai says while still massaging his arm. “What n-”
“Mordecai!” I said with a low tone. “Either you tell him, or I’ll tell him.”
Mordecai sighed as he relented, “Alright, I listened to Barney, but I didn’t bring it out!”
I bend down to Rigby as I stood by his side, grabbed the scruff of his neck and said, “You can thank Mr. Dumb A here for screwing this up.”
Another beam of fire destroys the bouncy castle while we flinched as it caught fire. Skips glares at Rigby and yells, “You little fool, Destroyer of Worlds will kill us all!”
“I’m sorry! I just wanted to play a game, I swear.”
I picked Rigby up and glared at him angrily, “Yeah, and that attitude and laziness of yours for not listening to me is going to cost us our lives!” I dropped him while pinching the bridge of my nose, as much as I want to teach Rigby a lesson now wasn’t the time to do it, first we gotta deal with the Destroyer of Worlds. “Skips, please tell me there’s a way to stop that thing?”
“There is one way, but I’m gonna need your help for this.”
I looked at him, but before he told me, we heard the sound of laughter as we saw the Destroyer of Worlds looking at us.
“We need time, distract it! Let’s go Barney!”
I nodded as I ran right next to him. Whatever he’s about to do, I sure hope this plan works.
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While Skips managed to get a cart while driving it, with me sitting right next to him, he pulled up to where me, Mordecai, and Rigby found those old-school arcade games and that other game entitled “Destroyer of Worlds” was at. I was starting to think maybe this was his plan, that game with the same name as that floating devil head that was causing havoc outside was the main reason we were here. With a smile on my face I was walking towards it as Skips says, “Barney, what’re you doing?”
I cracked my knuckles while looking at the game screen, seeing my reflection with Skips talking to me as I answered, “I think I understand what we gotta do, leave this to me.”
I raised my fist and was about to smash the screen then tear this whole thing apart until it’s nothing more but a scrap heap of junk, hopefully this would destroy the Destroyer of Worlds, but Skips stops me by grabbing my fist, almost close to hitting the screen as he says, “No Barney, not yet, we need it!”
I get it now.
“Oh, I see.” I go to one side of the game, holding it tightly and waiting for him to grab the other side. “I got this side, you grab it from the other.”
“No Barney, that won’t work either.”
Okay, now I was confused.
“Alright, if it’s not this we're getting, then what are we here for?”
He motions his arm and shows me the old-school games while saying, “These.” He skips over to one of the games and picks it up, I was still confused as to why we were not taking this game. He looks over to me and says, “What’re you standing there for, grab one for me.”
I went over to one of the downed games and managed to stand it back up, using my strength, I pushed it over to Skips as he took the game and placed it on top of the cart. He climbs on top of it while he already has another game on top, and takes out tape from his pocket as he starts taping them together. I was still wondering why we couldn’t just take the Destroyer of Worlds game, so I asked, “Skips, why are we even bothering to take these, why not just take that one so we could beat Destroyer of Worlds at his own game.”
“It doesn’t work like that Barney.”
“Okay, so why can’t we just destroy the game now. I mean if we do that, wouldn’t that destroy the destroyer?”
He looks at me and gives me a serious look, “No Barney we can’t do that...not yet.” After he finished tapping the two games together on top of the cart, holding them together and keeping them still, he jumps off the cart and skips his way to the game that brought the Destroyer of Worlds to our world. Looking at the screen with his expression still serious he says, “Believe me, it will be the last mistake I’ll ever make when leaving this game to be left and forgotten.”
I walked over to him with a curious expression on my face. “You know more about this than any of us do, and you didn’t even tell anybody about this.”
He sighs and turns his attention to me. “Yes, and I was hoping no one will ever find it, but I guess after all these years...I was wrong.” He skips over to another game, picks it up and puts it on the back of the cart sideways then starts tapping it.
“I don’t get it, what kind of idiot would create a game which could kill everybody then leave it here at the park?”
“You really want to know?” Skips asked as I nodded. “Well it goes like this. During the golden age of gaming when arcade games were made in 1971, all the games became popular for all ages. But there was one guy who wanted to create another type of game, one that can actually bring a game to life.”
I was starting to get what he meant.
“You mean like virtual reality?”
“Yeah,” Skips shrugged, “something like that.”
I nodded at this, who knew someone wanted to make this kind of game early on throughout history.
“But he became obsessed with trying to build a popular game which could change the history of all games, and after decades of working it never came to be.”
“So how do you explain this?” I pointed at the game with my thumb.
“I’m getting there. Anyway, one day the guy met a strange but shady looking character who asked him what he desired. So he said he wanted to create a game which would become reality, so he gave him a contract stating that he will create this game for him in his name.”
“So what happened?”
“The moment he signed that contract...he unintentionally sealed the fate of the whole world.”
My eyes widened in horror at this story.
“You don’t think this shady guy was-”
“Yep...he was working for the devil himself.”
“Oh my God!”
“Yeah, but that wasn’t the worst part. One day, me and some of the workers went to this gaming convention to check out some new games that were about to be released, then the same guy I mentioned had a new game that was already made for him just in time to show the world, and it was called…” We both looked at the game. “Destroyer of Worlds. At first it sounded cool, but by the time the game started, that’s when the nightmare began. It was a creature created by 8-bits and was bent on destroying everything and everyone.”
“What happened to the workers that you brought with you?”
“They didn’t make it.”
“I’m really sorry.” I sighed.
“Ah don’t be, we didn’t know about this anyways. I guess you can call it bad luck.”
He stepped back while dusting his hands, the game was finally taped up and was ready to be carried. I wonder, why are we even getting these games, and what’s the purpose for? “There, that should hold it.” He goes into the cart. “Get in.”
I hopped inside as Skips drove.
“So what happened next?” I asked, wanting to hear more of the story.
“Well, after-” He stops mid sentence.
“Well what?”
He looks at my arm and asks, “Barney, what happened to your arm?”
I look at the bite mark that Rigby gave me, it was already starting to bruise slightly. Man, I didn’t know Rigby’s teeth could be that hard. I groaned and said, “I don’t want to talk about it.”
I looked away from him as Skips says, “Let me guess, Rigby?”
I nodded while not saying a word.
“You really need to not hang around with those two if they’ll give you a hard time.”
I looked at Skips. “Look, Mordecai I can deal with, but Rigby…” I grunted. “I don’t wanna talk about this, so can you please continue with the story.”
“Alright,” Skips shrugged. “It’s not my concern what you do with your life, but I suggest you make the right choices in your life. Anyway, as I was saying...as I was saying…” He was thinking for a second then asked, “Uhhh, where was I?”
“You were going to explain what happened after that creature was summoned at the convention.”
“Oh yeah,” Skips clears his throat, “it was chaos, and people lost their lives when it happened, but it didn’t stop there. It ravaged the entire town, destroying everything and everyone it sees. That monster was unstoppable, it couldn’t be destroyed through conventional weapons, it was a nightmare.”
“So, how can we stop it if it can’t be destroyed?”
“Ah, now this is where things start to turn around. You see, he felt guilty for letting such a creature be created in this world. So he had an idea.”
“What was it?”
“Think about it, when playing an 8-bit game, what’s the best way to defeat a boss in the final level of the game?”
“Well that’s easy you…” I stopped there while gasping as I figured it out.
“Yes, you use a character from an 8-bit world to defeat a monster from that known world.”
“Wow, what happened next?”
“Simple, the guy discovered something when working on a brand new game, and thanks to his genius, he managed to create a character of his own.” He points to that game behind us that was still attached. “By using some of the best games that people know and loved, he created...Lemon Chef.”
I had a strange look then chuckled a bit. “Lemon Chef? That sounds like a silly name to me.”
“Hey,” Skips shrugs. “It’s the best name he came up with.”
“So this ‘Lemon Chef’ can actually beat Destroyer of Worlds?”
“Yes, if it can do it the first time, it can do it again.”
“How do you know all this?”
Skips looks at me. “Because I was there, I was one of the gamers who volunteered for the project. But after me and some other gamers who also volunteered to beat Destroyer of Worlds, I was the only surviving gamer who managed to beat it. Then after that, as a reward the park got itself some games and I was given the honor of pulling the wires out, not to mention I left a note as a warning. So I locked the door and kept it shut since then, and I prayed that no one would be able to find it and restart the nightmare that came years ago.”
I sighed, “I’m the one who’s responsible. I found the games. It was because of me, Mordecai, and Rigby were looking for some chairs to set up, I was the one who opened that door and led them. If it wasn’t for me, Rigby wouldn’t have found the game and connected the wires to restart the game, none of this would've happened.”
I felt Skips grab my shoulder while saying, “Hey, don’t beat yourself up, we all make mistakes, but it's time we rectify that mistake and beat Destroyer of Worlds.”
I nodded, but asked another question, “When we beat Destroyer of Worlds, what happens to it?”
“It goes back into the game to regenerate itself until someone hits start again. But that isn’t going to happen,” He looks at me again, “‘cause like you, I’m going to smash that game like I should’ve done years ago.”
“I see,” I nodded again. “But one more thing. Who’s this ‘guy’ that made Lemon Chef?”
“His name...was Ivan Luckey.”
“Wait, the Ivan Luckey.”
“Yeah, you know him?”
“Yeah, he owns a company called I.L. Games. He creates some of the sweetest, but most awesomeness games known to man. I even have this cool app which allows me to bring my character in real life, and play in a digital world against other players from around the world.”
“Heh, who knew?” Skips shrugs.
We heard an explosion up ahead.
“Hurry Skips!”
“I’m hurrying, I’m hurrying!”
The cart was going as fast as it could, until I managed to see Mordecai and Rigby up ahead.
“Skips-”
“I know, we need them.”
I put my thumb and pointer finger to my lips and whistled sharply to them, getting their attention as they saw us while Skips pulled over. “Guys, get in!” I said.
Mordecai and Rigby hopped in. It was a slight squeeze, but we needed all the help we could get. Skips was driving as fast as he could to catch Destroyer of Worlds while it kept on shooting and destroying everything it saw. “Climb up top,” he says to them, “but don’t press start until I say.”
Mordecai was already climbing on one side of the cart while I helped Rigby by picking him up so he could climb on the other side. After I hear their feet reach the top, signifying that they're already at their game posts, I hear a smack coming up top, like something just hit us hard. Me and Skips look up slightly, as Pops looks at us and says, “Skips, Barney, my good fellows, I lost my balloons.”
I groaned while pinching the bridge of my nose. “This is really not the time Pops.”
“Take the wheel.” I hear Skips say.
Pops climbs in and takes the wheel while Skips climbs out and goes to the back of the cart. “It must be my birthday!”
“Pops,” I sighed, “your birthday was last week.”
We managed to catch up with Destroyer of Worlds as Pops pulled the cart over.
“Okay everyone!” I hear Skips from behind. “Press your start buttons on three. One...two...three!”
I hear the sound of music being played as the game was starting at the same time. The cart began to shake, then a beam of light shot out as something was beginning to materialize. My eyes widened as the materialization was complete and what I saw was the strangest thing I’ve ever seen...
It was Lemon Chef! It had pointy yellow shoes, white candle-like legs, two burgers for the body, red yarn-like limbs for the arms and hands, it’s head was shaped like a lemon and had a mustache and green eyes, and on its head were three hats. So this was Ivan Luckey’s creation, it wasn’t much, but if it's our only chance to beat Destroyer of Worlds, then let’s see how Lemon Chef could do it. It stood there for just a second, then it was getting shot at by Destroyer of Worlds.
“Mordecai and I got the arms,” Skips says. “Rigby, you got the legs.”
“Ah what, legs?!” I hear Rigby yell up top. “Legs suck! Man, this is worse than the chairs!”
Lemon Chef began spinning around while shooting waves of pixelated burgers here and there, and not at Destroyer of Worlds. I slightly hit the roof with the palm of my hand and yelled, “Rigby, stop fooling around and cooperate with Skips and Mordecai!”
“SHUT UP!”
Lemon Chef began to run with Destroyer of Worlds in hot pursuit while shooting.
“Drive, Pops, drive!” Skips yelled.
“This is so much fun!”
Pops hits the gas pedal hard as it went as fast as it could, but I’ll admit, Pops was right, this is starting to get fun, even though this was dangerous. We rode right in front of Destroyer of Worlds, taking its attention off of Lemon Chef as it started to shoot at us. My friends used Lemon Chef to return fire, but I felt something get hit as I heard Mordecai yell, “Skips!”
I look out from behind the cart and see Skips land on the ground hard, probably unconscious. “Pops,” I yelled, “stop the cart, Skips is down!”
Pops hits the breaks as we screech to a halt.
I get out of the cart, hoping to get Skips and then get back to the cart, only to stop as a beam destroys a shed. I looked behind and noticed there were the extra chairs that we were looking for, but now wasn’t the time to handle those, first we gotta stop that thing from killing us all. But unfortunately, somebody else had other thoughts in mind. “The extra chairs!” I heard Mordecai yell. I looked up as he continued, “Guys, you kill the Destroyer of Worlds, I’m gonna go get the chairs!”
“What!” I yelled as Mordecai jumped off the cart.
“It’s too dangerous,” Rigby yells, “just leave’em!”
I grab hold of Mordecai’s shoulders, making him face me as I yelled, “Rigby’s right for once, it’s not worth your life!”
He shoves me off, runs away from us while yelling, “I don’t care, we're not slackers!”
That stupid idiot, is he really trying to kill himself, just to prove there not slackers!
“Mordecai no, I won’t tell Benson that you're slackers!”
Mordecai didn’t hear me as he went to the shed to get the extra chairs. The Destroyer of Worlds had him cornered as it was firing non-stop.
“Dude!” Rigby said. “What’re you talking about?”
I knew I had to tell them sooner or later, but I was hoping to do this when Benson appears so I could tell them personally. Now that the cat was out of the bag, I sighed as I turned to Rigby and said, “Remember the second job I have to do for Benson? Well, the truth is...he wanted me to babysit you guys, so I had to keep an eye on you guys in case you slacked off and he wanted me to report on anything you guys did.”
Rigby glares at me then yells, “What!”
“Look, it was just part of the job, it’s nothing personal!”
We hear Mordecai screaming, the shed might not last for long.
“We can argue about this later, right now we need to save Mordecai!”
I ran to the game where Skips used it before he was out of commission.
“Rigby, go as fast as you can if you want to beat Destroyer of Worlds!”
“Yeah, I already got that!”
I looked at the screen and saw that Rigby was already shooting like crazy at the Destroyer of Worlds, but now it’s my turn, and whatever he was doing up there, I should do the same thing, and I got a feeling how he’s doing it...button mashing. Now, I’m not the type of gamer who mashes buttons, I only do that in case I have to go fast and crazy in order to win but in this dangerous case, I can make an exception. Me and Rigby were mashing buttons like crazy while I kept my eyes glued to the screen, seeing the health bar of Destroyer of Worlds drop like crazy.
“Finish him off, you guys!” Mordecai yells.
It would be our pleasure, me and Rigby shouted at the top of lungs as we kept on mashing the buttons. Lemon Chef began firing a huge wave of pixelated hamburgers at Destroyer of Worlds, it screamed as it couldn’t take the huge amount of damage and transformed into a cherry. Lemon Chef marched over to the cherry and devoured it, receiving one hundred points after doing that.
“Woohoo!” I cheered while whooping into the air, chuckling as I went to the cart and sat down.
“Good show, Barney!” Pops says while patting my back. “Jolly good show to you as well Rigby!”
I gave Pops a thumbs up, but man I was exhausted, that was intense. I look up as I see Mordecai pull up a trolley of extra chairs, he has a smile on his face as he says, “That was some pretty sweet button mashing, you guys.” I glared at Mordecai while walking up to him as he also says, “By the way Barney, I didn’t know you could-ugh!”
I punched him hard, making him stagger a bit as I grabbed his chest and made him look at my angry face as I said to him, “You ever pull a stunt like that again, I’m gonna kill you myself, understand!” He nodded at me as I hugged him. “Don’t ever do that again man!”
Mordecai hugs me back, knowing how worried I was to see him put himself in danger like that.
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After we’ve dealt with the Destroyer of Worlds, we went to Skips as he woke up from his consciousness, wondering what happened to the Destroyer of Worlds. I told him that me and Rigby were the ones who destroyed it. Man, that surprised look on his face was priceless, I wished I took a picture of this. Anyway, after that we managed to round up the kids, they were scared out of their wits after what happened and not only that we just needed to finish setting up the chairs. But the problem was the other chairs were right on the other side of a trench filled with fire. Then an idea came to me, but before that I asked Muscle Man who managed to survive, what happened to the special entertainment that he and Hi Five Ghost were sent to fetch? He showed me the piles of ashes of the once special entertainment.
Ah, poor guys, probably got themselves at the wrong place at the wrong time.
First I told Pops to call the fire department to handle some of the fires at the park, then I asked Skips to find or make a makeshift bridge for me, Mordecai, Rigby, and the kids to get across so we could finish up with setting up the chairs. Right before he left, I whispered to him that after he finishes helping us he needs to deal with the arcade game that started this whole mess, and he nodded without hesitation. Then last but not least, I asked Muscle Man if could entertain the kids and all he did was nod with a smile.
It took some time, but we finally managed to set up the chairs. We had to take our makeshift bridge down, for the moment at least since the kids are having fun with Muscle Man. But other than that, I can call this a job well done. I sighed while wiping my brow, placing my arm around Mordecai’s shoulders and my hand on Rigby’s back while saying, “Well, that’s that, at least things can’t get any worse, huh guys?”
“BARNEY!” A voice yelled as we winced. We turned around as Benson saw us. Boy was he pissed, his face was beat red and he was a mess. Did he crawl out of some ditch or something? “You better start explaining what happened right now, and I know it has to do with those two idiots!”
I looked at those two, a smile came on my face as I told Benson, “We managed to set up the chairs, and these two ‘idiots’ that you mentioned actually did a good job for once.”
“Well how do you explain all of this?!” He raises his arms to simplify the damages that were still there.
I knew I didn’t want my two friends to get into trouble, so I had to lie just for this exception. “I have no idea.” I shrugged my shoulders while nodding. “I was using the bathroom.” I turned my attention to Mordecai and asked, “Do you have any idea how this happened?”
“Uh-uh.”
I looked over to Rigby. “What about you?”
“Nope.”
I shrugged my shoulders. “So I guess it’s safe to say that everything turned out fine for once. Oh, and should I remind you that they don’t have to set up the chairs, that’s if they finish it without slacking off?”
Benson sighs as his red face goes away then answers, “Yes.”
“OOOOOOOH!” Mordecai and Rigby chanted while I chuckled slightly as they sang, “Not settin’ up the chairs next time! Not settin’ up the chairs next time-”
“But you are gonna clean up this mess,” Benson interrupted then points at the ashes of the special entertainment, “and you can start by sweeping up the special entertainment.” He turns his attention to me and says, “Barney, you make sure that those two get this done, got it!”
A gave him a two-fingered salute. “Yes sir, boss.”
After he left, Rigby said to me, “We’re gonna take a break first, right Barney?”
“Yeah,” I nodded, “we earned it for now, but after that, we get back to work. Deal guys?”
They nodded yes to me.
“But first...” I looked at Mordecai. “You want to go for a round of video games like we promised?”
“Yeah, you're on.”
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I don't own any of the characters from Regular Show, those go to the creator J.G. Quintel. The only thing's I own are my OC's, but so far you'll see one and more characters to come later in this story somewhere in the future.
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Set Up The Chairs, Then Destroy The World
Several days went by and everything was back to normal.
However, the hole along with all the walls in Mordecai and Rigby’s room was still in need of repair, but I decided to just work all day and let everything that happened with the keyboard incident cool down before I told Benson about the damage that he didn’t notice the other day. Believe me, he was still pissed, but he already knew as he was covering some of the damages. I decided to volunteer to help for Mordecai and Rigby’s sake, and he didn’t seem to mind. I mean, he said he trusts me, so I gotta at least show my expectations for him.
Anywho, while repairing the room, with Skips lending me a hand, probably because I owe him for trying to save his life, but other than that I was lucky to meet two other people who also worked at the park that Benson called in.
The first was a green man that was really overweight and had man-boobs. He also had greenish-brown hair that came to his shoulders, and wore a long-sleeved grayish-blue shirt, dark pants, and had black shoes. His name was Muscle Man, and I had no idea why they would call him that, but if that’s his name then it’s his name. But I figured out why he was called that. You see, because we needed to get all of Mordecai and Rigby’s stuff out of their room, Muscle Man gave us some extra help with the heavy lifting, and believe me, he was strong, but compared to Skips he’s second best. Also, when it comes to lighting the mood, he likes to do jokes that end with “My mom!” and I realized that his jokes are actually “my mom” jokes. It did make me chuckle a bit, but his jokes do need a little work. Who knows, maybe he’ll become a great comedian somewhere in the future.
As for the other person I mentioned, I met a ghost...yes, a real live ghost, and it was a he, much to my surprise. He was white and slightly transparent while floating in midair. Muscle Man was the one who told me that his name was Hi Five Ghost, the real reason why was because he had a hand on top of his head.
They were actually really great people that I met, and after we finished repairing the walls to Mordecai and Rigby’s room, things were actually looking up for me, and my luck just couldn’t get any better. I got a permanent sixty-dollar raise and I managed to gain the trust of my manager, which luckily for me he won’t get as upset as he used to when I first started working last month. I guess I can call this my lucky break.
But boy how wrong was I on the very next day.
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Benson called us outside for a little meeting, we all sat on the steps except Skips who was leaning against the banister. Today was our park schedule for a birthday celebration for some kid.
“Alright listen up,” he announced. “We’ve got this birthday party today, so lots to do.” He scribbles something on his clipboard, probably a lot of stuff we gotta do. “Lot’s to do.” I hear him mutter. Yep, like we both said, lots to do. “Muscle Man, Hi Five Ghost,” he called out their names. “You’re in charge of picking up the special entertainment.”
“Yes!” They chanted as they high-fived each other.
“Skips, you set up the bouncy castle.”
Skips nods as he skips away.
“Let’s see,” he thinks for a minute while looking at the clipboard and rubbing the side of his head with his pencil. “I’m picking up the kids.”
Ooo, that’s probably gonna be hard for him, ‘cause sometimes in life children are usually wild and hard to control. But not me though, I was raised by a very good mother who taught me how to behave myself without causing trouble.
“So...Mordecai, Rigby, and Barney, the three of you set up the chairs.”
They groaned while Mordecai slid from the stairs, me I just shrugged. This was too easy, plain and simple.
“Oh, what about me?” I heard Pops say. “Surely, I’m invited to my own birthday party!”
“Um, your birthday was last week, remember?”
Oh yeah, I kinda forgot to mention that when we were still working on repairs to Mordecai and Rigby’s room. Pops’ birthday came and we all celebrated with cake, ice cream and gifts. It did slow us down on working on repairing the walls in their room, but we did deserve a break for the moment before we went back to repairs.
“It’s a kids party today.”
“I still have balloons!”
“We got it covered, Pops.”
I didn’t hear what he said next, but I did notice him floating away while still holding onto the balloons. Ah, poor guy, he really was trying to help, but like Benson said, we got it covered.
“Dude,” Mordecai says, “how come we always get stuck with the lame jobs? Setting up the chairs?!”
“Lame!” Rigby said.
“Come on, you guys,” I said to them. “It's really not that lame. In fact, it’s pretty easy if we work together.”
“Yeah,” Mordecai said, “if you consider setting up chairs as lame.”
“That’s because,” Benson cut in, “besides Barney who I can actually trust, I can’t trust either of you guys with something actually important.”
“Then why drag Barney into this lame job?” Rigby asks.
“That’s because he’s got two jobs for me,” Benson held out two fingers. “The first is by helping you two set up the chairs, and there’s the second thing he needs to do.”
Whoa, two jobs in one day, guess there’s something important that he really wants me to do.
“Well, what does he have to do?” Mordecai said.
“That’s not your concern. In fact, come here Barney.”
He motions me as I shrug my shoulders and go to him. He places his arm around my shoulders as he brings me to ear level and whispers, “Listen, I need you to do me a favor, keep an eye on those two.”
I nodded my head, knowing I have to-Wait what!
“What, you want me to b-”
“Shhh!” He shushes me while covering his lip with his finger.
We looked behind us as Mordecai cocked his eyebrow in confusion.
“Look, I can’t be in two places at once, so I need you to monitor them and keep a close eye on them for me when I get back. Be sure to tell me what they’ve done, okay?”
I sighed as I nodded and said, “Okay.”
We turned our attention back to them as Benson patted my shoulder and said, “Now, like I said, Barney will help you set up the chairs, and make sure you guys don’t slack off.”
Mordecai glares at Benson. “You calling us slackers?”
“Did he?” Rigby couldn’t find the words to say. “Did you?”
“He’s calling us slackers.” Mordecai answered for Rigby.
“Barney, you don’t think that we’re slackers are we?” Rigby asked me.
I sighed while pinching the bridge of my nose. I didn’t want to lie to them, but I had to tell them straight. “I hate to say this guys, but Benson is right, you guys do slack off sometimes.”
“Heh, you're no help.”
“Look dude,” Mordecai said, “with or without Barney, we can totally set up all those chairs without slacking off.”
“Good. Do it then, but Barney is still going to help you.”
“We will, even with or without Barney.”
“Yeah,” Rigby said, “and then next time you’ll get someone else to set up the chairs.”
I shrugged my shoulders and said to Benson, “I think it sounds like a great idea. If they finish setting up the chairs, you can get someone else to handle it. It sounds like a nice exchange, don’t you think?”
Benson thought for a minute then answered, “Fine.”
“OOOOOOOOHHH!” They chanted as they sang, “Not settin’ up the chairs next time! Not settin’ up the chairs next time! Uh!”
I slapped myself and nodded, those two can be completely hopeless sometimes.
“Just set up the chairs, and Barney, remember what I said.”
“Yes sir.” I gave Benson a two-fingered salute.
As Benson already left, Mordecai was the first to ask, “So, what’s the second job Benson wants you to do?” Then Rigby asked, “Yeah, come on man, it’s gotta be something good?”
I placed my arm around Mordecai’s shoulders and placed my hand on Rigby’s back as I said while walking them to work, “That’s for me to know, and you guys not to find out.”
They groaned in disappointment.
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We managed to get a trolley full of folded chairs as I pulled it to the party tent where we will leave them at, with Mordecai and Rigby following me.
“Benson’s gonna drop his balls,” Rigby says, “when he sees how good we set up these chairs. He’s gonna be all like ‘Oh no, my gumballs’.”
Me and Mordecai laughed at Rigby’s little joke, but I doubt Benson would drop his balls...at least I don’t think he will.
“Yeah,” Mordecai says, “we rule at setting up the chairs.”
I chuckled a bit as I said, “Well, let’s find out then, the sooner we get this job done quick,” I pass Mordecai a chair. “The sooner we get our break.”
“One!” Mordecai counted as he passed the chair to Rigby while he quickly folds the chair, then tosses it while also chanting “One!” as it landed on the ground on its side and not face-up. I slapped myself while groaning and nodding my head. Seriously?
“Yeah dude,” Rigby said, “this sucks.”
“That’s because you're doing this wrong.” I said. I take out another chair while pointing my two eyes at myself. “Watch me.” I picked the chair back up and set it back in its place, then unfolded the next chair and sat it down right next to it. “See, it’s easy. Plain and simple, it’s not that hard.”
“Yeah, but this job still sucks, and it’s lame.”
“Well if you don’t like it,” I crossed my arms, “then you can always quit and go slack off for the rest of your life.”
Rigby groans while throwing his hands in the air. “Dude, what is your problem, are you trying to work us to death?”
I glared at him. “I’m trying to save your job.”
Mordecai got in between us as he says, “Guys!” He then looks at me. “Look, I agree with Rigby,” Rigby then nods at me with a smug look, “but I also agree with you Barney,” Rigby’s smug look changed to a surprised look while I just smiled at him, “and normally I’d be all ‘let’s quit’ but we need to prove to Benson we can set up these chairs, with or without you, but I’d prefer you help us with this. If you can handle it, that is?”
I psht that question. “Of course I can handle it, and it’s like I keep saying, it’s too easy, plain and simple.” I then looked at Rigby as I gave him a smug look. “That’s if you can handle it Rigby, or you can just give up?”
Rigby crossed his arms and said, “Alright.” Then he grunts while continuing, “Must be nice to be the boss. Benson never has to do chores.”
“I wouldn’t be too sure. Benson has a lot to do and believe me, he’s probably got it harder. But we should be lucky we got the easiest job we can handle.”
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We’ve been going at this for several minutes. So far, me and Mordecai were the only ones taking this seriously. Which I’ll admit, he was determined to prove to Benson that he and Rigby weren’t slackers. Speaking of Rigby, while me and Mordecai were setting up the chairs, Rigby was acting lazy, and speaking of which he was “taking a break” by playing with the chairs as he was pretending to be a robot shooting lasers. He kept on doing this until he crashed right in the middle of where me and Mordecai just set up those chairs.
“What the H, dude!” Mordecai said as Rigby fell on the ground while chuckling.
I nodded my head as I said, “Rigby, quit playing around, we still got some work to do.”
“Yeah, can we please just focus.”
He groans as he removes the chair that he had on him and says, “When you say that, it makes me tired.”
“Dude!”
Rigby sat down on the chair as I crossed my arms and said, “Rigby, you barely even started, get up and get back to work!”
“You both sound like Benson,” Rigby groaned.
“Dude!”
“Mordecai!” I said to him as he looked at me and I winked. “I got this.”
Mordecai gave me a confused look as I went behind Rigby, he was too lazy to notice what I’m about to do. “Get in front of him,” I whispered.
“Huh?”
“Get in front of him,” I repeated.
Mordecai shrugs as he goes in front of Rigby.
“Bee.”
Mordecai cocks his eyebrow.
“Make-up a story about a bee.”
“Oh,” he whispered.
I took out something from out of my pocket, it was my trusty swiss army knife that had some of the things I needed to either repair or use for camping trips. I take out the knife as I hear Mordecai say to Rigby, “Hey, Rigby.”
“What,” he said with a lazy tone.
“I hear there are some bee’s out here.”
“Tsk, yeah right, there are no bees around here.”
“Oh no dude, there here, you just didn’t notice them, but I hear they pack a really nasty sting, if you don’t pay attention by watching your back. Cause you may never know...they get you…”
This is my moment, the knife was pointed right at Rigby’s butt. Oh man, this is gonna be so funny!
“...when you at least…”
I made a small buzzing noise with my mouth.
“...expect it.”
I jabbed the knife’s bladed tip on Rigby’s butt as he jumped up while screaming, “YAAAAAHHHH!” He literally jumps off the chair, clutches his butt and runs around in circles yelling, “Ah, the bee, the bee it’s got me! Oh, ahhh, oh!”
Me and Mordecai literally busted out laughing at Rigby while he looked at us. “What are you two laughing at, I just got stung by a bee!” He massages his rear.
“No dude,” Mordecai said. “That was just Barney playing a prank on you.”
I showed Rigby my pocket knife. “And it worked out nicely.”
Me and Mordecai chuckled a bit and high fived while Rigby glared at me. “Why you…”
“Ha, ha, well Rigby it looks like to me you got plenty of energy left to finish setting up these chairs.”
He grunts as he stomps towards me and is about to attack me if Mordecai hadn’t stopped him by saying, “Dude, he’s right, if we pound through this, we’ll never have to do this lame chair stuff again.”
Rigby stopped for a moment while thinking this through, his eyes widened as I bent down to his level and convinced him by saying, “That’s right, and who knows maybe we might pick up…”
Rigby gasped as we all said, “The special entertainment!”
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It’s now been fifteen minutes, and we were starting to bohog it. Rigby was laying down on the trolley while passing me a chair and I tossed it to Mordecai as he counted each chair, “37...38…”
I looked over to Rigby as he didn’t pass me another chair, only to realize there were no chairs on the trolley.
“38…Guys!”
“That’s all the chairs, dude,” Rigby said.
“Yeah man,” I said, “were completely out.”
“There’s supposed to be fifty.”
Now that Mordecai mentioned that, it is true that the total number of chairs we got to set up are supposed to be fifty. But to tell you the truth, after we picked up the chairs and loaded them into the trolley, I thought we actually got all fifty of them. Oh well, guess we better start looking for those last twelve chairs and then were done.
“That’s Benson’s problem.” Rigby said.
“No dude,” Mordecai says, “that’s our problem.”
“He’s right,” I said, “and we gotta finish this.”
Rigby sits up while grunting.
“C’mon guys, we gotta find the rest.”
I nodded to Mordecai as I followed him.
“Fine.” I hear Rigby from behind me. I then look down as I see him run on all fours while also saying, “Let’s find your stupid chairs.”
I notice Rigby was at the storage door, possibly there could be more chairs. If not, then we could always go to another storage and hopefully find some chairs, but I also notice him pushing on the door, making me nod as he didn’t even try the doorknob.
“It won’t open, let's get out of here.”
“Did you try the actual doorknob?” Mordecai asked while cocking his eyebrow.
I crossed my arms and said to Rigby, “Yeah Rigby, it’s there for a reason too I don’t know...open it.”
Rigby grunts as he says lazily, “Aagghhh! You're killin’ me, you guys!”
“Just open the door, Rigby!” I said to him.
I sighed as I nodded my head, only to glare at him as he just rubs the doorknob, not even bothering to grab a hold of it and twist it. Honestly, is he being that lazy?
“It’s locked, let's do something else.”
“C’mon dude,” Mordecai says, “take this seriously.”
I groaned as I had enough of this, besides Mordecai who like he said “takes this seriously'' Rigby couldn’t even take it seriously, not even for a minute. “That’s it, move over you lazy A!” I walked past Rigby while I shoved him from behind his head, making him “oof” as he sprawled on the ground. “Can’t believe I’m wasting my time over you!” I muttered.
I grabbed the doorknob then turned it, only to realize it wouldn’t open.
“Huh?”
“What is it?” Mordecai asked me as I turned toward him while Rigby stood back up.
“It’s locked.”
Rigby nods while crossing his arms and saying, “Hmm-hmm.”
“We gotta get those chairs.”
“My thoughts exactly, Mordecai.”
I turned my attention back at the door then kicked it hard while saying “Wa-ta!” and hearing Rigby yell “Hey!” as the door was forced open. I walked inside...only for my jaw to drop as I gasped and said, “Wow.”
“Dude, what is it?” I hear Rigby say.
“You see the chairs?” I also hear Mordecai say.
I turned around while motioning them to come here and said, “Guys come over here, you're not gonna believe what I just found!” They walked inside as they too gasped and their eyes widened at what I just discovered in this room. What we were looking at was a bunch of old arcade games. I never even imagined that they ended up here in storage and not to mention right here at the park.
“It’s like old-school heaven!” Rigby says.
“Yeah, look at these things!” Mordecai says while we all looked at all these old arcade games. “Ball of Yarn, Lemonade Stand, Hats 4 Sale, Clap Like This, Candle Maker, Deli Dude, Staring Contest, why are these even here!”
“Yeah,” I said while rubbing the side of one of the old arcade games. “How did they even get here, and who brought them here?”
“Who cares guys, let’s play!”
“Whoa, hold it!” I grabbed onto Rigby’s tail, making him yelp in the process. “Don’t even think about it, Rigby!”
Rigby glares at me then snatches his tail out of my hand, and says with a low tone of voice while pointing his tail at me, “Never, tug on my tail, again.”
“Rigby!” Mordecai cuts in. “Barney’s right, don’t even think about it.”
Rigby grunts while pouting and crossing his arms.
“Look dude, do you want Benson to think we're slackers forever?”
“I don’t know,” Rigby shrugged, “do you two want to be boring forever?”
“Hey!” I said. “I’m just trying to do my job! But if you want to be a slacker for the rest of your life then go ahead, be my guest, I’m not going to stop you!”
“Good, go be with Benson for all I care, me, I’m taking my break.” Rigby starts up the game, “‘sides, who needs you.”
I balled my fists and was about to march over there and slug him, if Mordecai hadn’t stopped me by grabbing my shoulder and whispering, “Dude, he’s not worth it.” He looks back to Rigby. “Not cool dude, Barney’s been helping us.”
“Yeah, if you call ratting us out to Skips that would be called helpful.”
Why that little jack A! He’s still sore over something that happened like, I don’t know...several days ago! As much as I want to march over there and strangle his scrawny little neck for saying that, I didn’t have the time nor the place to settle it, so I turned around and stormed off. Wanting to take my anger out at something, I found a nice good crate as I kicked it hard while grunting, making a hole inside it, then I axe kicked a barrel while chanting “Wa-cha!”, crushing the barrel like a soda can while taking a deep breath through my nose and placing both my hands together flat then exhaling the air out of my mouth. Then sat down on another barrel while resting my head on my fist while having a scowled look.
Mordecai and Rigby had shocked looks on their faces after what I just did, but I paid no heed as I saw Rigby shrugging his shoulders then saying “Man, whatever.” then gets right back to playing.
Mordecai nods his head at Rigby, having a disappointed look as he makes his way towards me. He places his feathered hand on my shoulder, but I jerked away as I said to him without looking, “Mordecai, don’t come near me, I don’t want to take my frustration out on you.”
“Look man, I’m sorry for what Rigby said, he had no right to say that.”
I only hmph at him while turning my head away.
“Look, I know Rigby can be like this sometimes, but just give him a chance and he’ll change for the better. Well...hopefully that is.”
I didn’t answer him, but I did sigh.
“Hey, if it makes you feel better, I got a way that’ll make Rigby get back to work.”
I looked at him then said, “Oh really, care to elaborate.”
“Simple...I’m going to take a break-”
“What, you too!” I interrupted while I was completely shocked at what he said.
“Ah,” Mordecai held a single finger, “I’m not finished, like I said I’m going to take a break while you cool off, and I’ll make this quick with Rigby.”
He walked off as I said, “How are you going to do that?”
He looks at me while pumping his chest with his fist then says, “Trust me, I got this, you just sit back, watch, and learn a little bit about Rigby when it comes to games.”
I sighed again while leaning back on the wall and muttering sarcastically, “Well, this should be interesting to watch.”
Watching Mordecai walk up to Rigby, I listened as I heard him say, “Hey dude, you're not even doing it right. You're just mashing the buttons.”
“Whatever, why don’t you take Barney and go back to work.”
“I know, how ‘bout I take my break too.” He shoves Rigby off and plays the game, to my surprise he actually won in like a couple of seconds while shouting “Bam!” then “OOOOOOOH!”
Rigby had his arms crossed and had an unamused look while saying, “Man, that was just luck.”
I notice Mordecai looking at me then saying, “Hmm-hmm.”
I chuckled a bit. Whatever he was doing, I trust that he’ll get Rigby working again.
For almost a minute, I watched in fascination as Mordecai instantly beat Rigby while chanting “OOOOOOOH!” as his victory cry, which I’ll admit he’s good, maybe I should play him whenever we're not working. But I’ll also admit, I’m a great gamer myself when it comes to game consoles and arcade games. After beating Rigby yet again as he looks at the screen that he climbed to then falls flat on his back as Mordecai yells, “OOOOOOOH! Ten in a row!”
I clapped a bit, I was impressed, he’s really good. If he’s able to beat Rigby ten times in a row and just under a minute, now I’m eager to play against him when we are finished working.
He walks away from the downed Rigby then says, “Alright, let’s finish those chairs.”
I got up off the barrel, walked towards Mordecai, and said, “Once we're finished working, you wanna play some games, one-on-one, just me and you?”
Mordecai sees my eagerness to face him as he smiles then says, “Sure,” he brings out his feathered hand, “your on!” I slammed my hand as I squeezed his.
“Wait guys,” Rigby says as we turn to face him, “what about that one?”
We followed to where Rigby was talking about as we saw another arcade game, but this one was covered in a cloth and there was a sign that said “Out of Order”.
“Didn’t they teach you how to read?” Mordecai says. “Out of order.”
“Yeah man,” I said. “It’s completely useless.”
Rigby only glares at us then pulls off the cloth. This kind of arcade game was unique and the title says “Destroyer of Worlds”.
“Whoooooooa, this...looks...awesome!”
I actually agree with Rigby, it does look awesome, but I wonder though...Why is it even here?
“Yeah, whatever,” Mordecai says, “it’s broken.”
“Probably because people couldn’t stop playing it ‘cause it’s so awesome.”
Yeah, I highly doubt people played this game before. Rigby began beating on it as Mordecai says while crossing his arms, “How are you going to fix that with your third-grade education?”
“Hey! Why don’t you go ask Benson to tell you what to do? Oh wait, why don’t you go hang around with Barney so he can work you to death. If not, he’ll rat you out since he’s Benson’s trustworthy worker.”
Okay, now he’s starting to piss me off, even after Mordecai just made me happy. I was about to come over there and slug him if Mordecai hadn’t stopped me by grabbing my shoulder yet again and saying to me, “I got this.” He turns his attention to Rigby while having a scowled look then says, “Move over, Rigby.”
He bends down and opens the compartment containing the mechanics and circuitry, but oddly there was a note attached to it with tape. I bend down to there level as Mordecai takes the note and we all read:
“IN THE NAME OF ALL THAT IS HOLY,
DON’T CONNECT THE RED WIRE TO THE BLUE WIRE.”
We looked at the two wires that were red and blue. They were disconnected, almost like someone didn’t want anyone to play this game, and I’ve got a bad feeling that we shouldn’t mess with this.
“I don’t think we should do this.” Mordecai says.
“I agree,” I said, “let’s get out of here.”
Rigby didn’t listen as he took the note and tossed it, then he began to connect the red wire to the blue wire. Sparks were being created as they were connecting to each other.
“Rigby stop, leave it alone.”
Rigby completely ignores me.
“Are you deaf, I said leave it alone!”
I wrapped my arms around Rigby and picked him up, he began kicking his legs, trying to get me to let go of him. “Are you that stupid, Rigby! You don’t even know what that thing can-YEOUCH!” I felt Rigby’s teeth clamp down on my arm as I dropped him then clutch my arm.
“Dude, you okay!” Mordecai says as I inspect my arm.
I noticed a bite mark where Rigby bit me at. I looked at Mordecai and showed him the bite mark then said, “Your little friend bit my arm, man!”
“Not cool, bro!” Mordecai says to Rigby.
I see him still connecting the wires while muttering “Come on, come on.” Alright that does it, this was the last straw, he was going to wish he never bit me!
Mordecai was struggling to keep me back while saying, “Dude, chill out bro!”
I was not in the mood to “chill out” I was in the mood to kick Rigby’s butt till next week, then explain to Benson what happened to Rigby once I’m done with him, and also explain his laziness. Oh, he won’t be working in the park ever again once I inform Benson about this. We both stopped as we saw a glow coming from the wires that Rigby was connecting, smoke began to form then take the shape of what looked like the devil as it came out while chuckling, then it vanished. “The hell…”
We all looked at one another, then the entire room became pitch black.
“What the...what’s going on?” I asked Mordecai.
“I don’t know man.”
The screen came to life, it began to grow brighter...then it burst into a shockwave as we were blown back and landed hard on our backs. We sat up as the screen burst into a beam of light, my face turned into a shocked expression at what I thought was completely impossible. What we were staring at was an 8-bit giant floating face of the devil. It had horns, yellow eyes, dark brown mustache, and goatee. It floats above then away from us while we watch it. I still couldn’t believe what I’m seeing. Then again, Skips did tell me that the world around me isn’t what it appears to be.
“That can’t be good.” Mordecai says.
“I don’t know,” Rigby says, “he could be cool.”
It shoots fire from its eyes, destroying the entrance from where we came in.
“You call that cool, Rigby!” I yelled.
We stood up while the devil head floated away with Mordecai saying, “Oh man, we’re so dead!”
“Maybe no one will notice.” Rigby shrugs.
The devil head shoots at some storage sheds, causing them to explode as we see them catch fire, then it proceeds to shoot at the trees as we watch helplessly as it destroys them. I glared at Rigby angrily since he was the one who started this, then I slapped his head and yelled, “Are you fricking kidding me ya stupid dumb A! After when I just told you to leave it alone, now look what happens when you don’t listen!”
“Barney!” Mordecai yells at me. “Now is not the time, we need to go find Skips!”
I nodded then said, “Good idea, come on hurry!”
We ran out of the storage and hoped Skips knew what to do.
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We ran for a couple of minutes until we were all out of breath. We managed to find Skips who just finished setting up the bouncy castle while we clutched our knees to catch our breath. “Skips!” I yelled.
“What did you guys do that made you bring Barney to me?”
“What nothing.” Mordecai says as I punched his arm, making him groan while massaging his arm.
“Skips,” I said, “we got a problem...a big one.”
Skips looks at me and says, “What kind of big problem?”
We looked as we saw a beam of fire shoot out and destroy a slide. “That!” I pointed at that giant floating devil head as it floated away while laughing. I went over to Skips and asked him, “What is that thing!”
“That is the Destroyer of Worlds.” He then looks over to Mordecai and Rigby. “Let me guess, Barney was the one who read my note but you guys didn’t listen to him, didn’t you?”
“A note?” Mordecai says while still massaging his arm. “What n-”
“Mordecai!” I said with a low tone. “Either you tell him, or I’ll tell him.”
Mordecai sighed as he relented, “Alright, I listened to Barney, but I didn’t bring it out!”
I bend down to Rigby as I stood by his side, grabbed the scruff of his neck and said, “You can thank Mr. Dumb A here for screwing this up.”
Another beam of fire destroys the bouncy castle while we flinched as it caught fire. Skips glares at Rigby and yells, “You little fool, Destroyer of Worlds will kill us all!”
“I’m sorry! I just wanted to play a game, I swear.”
I picked Rigby up and glared at him angrily, “Yeah, and that attitude and laziness of yours for not listening to me is going to cost us our lives!” I dropped him while pinching the bridge of my nose, as much as I want to teach Rigby a lesson now wasn’t the time to do it, first we gotta deal with the Destroyer of Worlds. “Skips, please tell me there’s a way to stop that thing?”
“There is one way, but I’m gonna need your help for this.”
I looked at him, but before he told me, we heard the sound of laughter as we saw the Destroyer of Worlds looking at us.
“We need time, distract it! Let’s go Barney!”
I nodded as I ran right next to him. Whatever he’s about to do, I sure hope this plan works.
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While Skips managed to get a cart while driving it, with me sitting right next to him, he pulled up to where me, Mordecai, and Rigby found those old-school arcade games and that other game entitled “Destroyer of Worlds” was at. I was starting to think maybe this was his plan, that game with the same name as that floating devil head that was causing havoc outside was the main reason we were here. With a smile on my face I was walking towards it as Skips says, “Barney, what’re you doing?”
I cracked my knuckles while looking at the game screen, seeing my reflection with Skips talking to me as I answered, “I think I understand what we gotta do, leave this to me.”
I raised my fist and was about to smash the screen then tear this whole thing apart until it’s nothing more but a scrap heap of junk, hopefully this would destroy the Destroyer of Worlds, but Skips stops me by grabbing my fist, almost close to hitting the screen as he says, “No Barney, not yet, we need it!”
I get it now.
“Oh, I see.” I go to one side of the game, holding it tightly and waiting for him to grab the other side. “I got this side, you grab it from the other.”
“No Barney, that won’t work either.”
Okay, now I was confused.
“Alright, if it’s not this we're getting, then what are we here for?”
He motions his arm and shows me the old-school games while saying, “These.” He skips over to one of the games and picks it up, I was still confused as to why we were not taking this game. He looks over to me and says, “What’re you standing there for, grab one for me.”
I went over to one of the downed games and managed to stand it back up, using my strength, I pushed it over to Skips as he took the game and placed it on top of the cart. He climbs on top of it while he already has another game on top, and takes out tape from his pocket as he starts taping them together. I was still wondering why we couldn’t just take the Destroyer of Worlds game, so I asked, “Skips, why are we even bothering to take these, why not just take that one so we could beat Destroyer of Worlds at his own game.”
“It doesn’t work like that Barney.”
“Okay, so why can’t we just destroy the game now. I mean if we do that, wouldn’t that destroy the destroyer?”
He looks at me and gives me a serious look, “No Barney we can’t do that...not yet.” After he finished tapping the two games together on top of the cart, holding them together and keeping them still, he jumps off the cart and skips his way to the game that brought the Destroyer of Worlds to our world. Looking at the screen with his expression still serious he says, “Believe me, it will be the last mistake I’ll ever make when leaving this game to be left and forgotten.”
I walked over to him with a curious expression on my face. “You know more about this than any of us do, and you didn’t even tell anybody about this.”
He sighs and turns his attention to me. “Yes, and I was hoping no one will ever find it, but I guess after all these years...I was wrong.” He skips over to another game, picks it up and puts it on the back of the cart sideways then starts tapping it.
“I don’t get it, what kind of idiot would create a game which could kill everybody then leave it here at the park?”
“You really want to know?” Skips asked as I nodded. “Well it goes like this. During the golden age of gaming when arcade games were made in 1971, all the games became popular for all ages. But there was one guy who wanted to create another type of game, one that can actually bring a game to life.”
I was starting to get what he meant.
“You mean like virtual reality?”
“Yeah,” Skips shrugged, “something like that.”
I nodded at this, who knew someone wanted to make this kind of game early on throughout history.
“But he became obsessed with trying to build a popular game which could change the history of all games, and after decades of working it never came to be.”
“So how do you explain this?” I pointed at the game with my thumb.
“I’m getting there. Anyway, one day the guy met a strange but shady looking character who asked him what he desired. So he said he wanted to create a game which would become reality, so he gave him a contract stating that he will create this game for him in his name.”
“So what happened?”
“The moment he signed that contract...he unintentionally sealed the fate of the whole world.”
My eyes widened in horror at this story.
“You don’t think this shady guy was-”
“Yep...he was working for the devil himself.”
“Oh my God!”
“Yeah, but that wasn’t the worst part. One day, me and some of the workers went to this gaming convention to check out some new games that were about to be released, then the same guy I mentioned had a new game that was already made for him just in time to show the world, and it was called…” We both looked at the game. “Destroyer of Worlds. At first it sounded cool, but by the time the game started, that’s when the nightmare began. It was a creature created by 8-bits and was bent on destroying everything and everyone.”
“What happened to the workers that you brought with you?”
“They didn’t make it.”
“I’m really sorry.” I sighed.
“Ah don’t be, we didn’t know about this anyways. I guess you can call it bad luck.”
He stepped back while dusting his hands, the game was finally taped up and was ready to be carried. I wonder, why are we even getting these games, and what’s the purpose for? “There, that should hold it.” He goes into the cart. “Get in.”
I hopped inside as Skips drove.
“So what happened next?” I asked, wanting to hear more of the story.
“Well, after-” He stops mid sentence.
“Well what?”
He looks at my arm and asks, “Barney, what happened to your arm?”
I look at the bite mark that Rigby gave me, it was already starting to bruise slightly. Man, I didn’t know Rigby’s teeth could be that hard. I groaned and said, “I don’t want to talk about it.”
I looked away from him as Skips says, “Let me guess, Rigby?”
I nodded while not saying a word.
“You really need to not hang around with those two if they’ll give you a hard time.”
I looked at Skips. “Look, Mordecai I can deal with, but Rigby…” I grunted. “I don’t wanna talk about this, so can you please continue with the story.”
“Alright,” Skips shrugged. “It’s not my concern what you do with your life, but I suggest you make the right choices in your life. Anyway, as I was saying...as I was saying…” He was thinking for a second then asked, “Uhhh, where was I?”
“You were going to explain what happened after that creature was summoned at the convention.”
“Oh yeah,” Skips clears his throat, “it was chaos, and people lost their lives when it happened, but it didn’t stop there. It ravaged the entire town, destroying everything and everyone it sees. That monster was unstoppable, it couldn’t be destroyed through conventional weapons, it was a nightmare.”
“So, how can we stop it if it can’t be destroyed?”
“Ah, now this is where things start to turn around. You see, he felt guilty for letting such a creature be created in this world. So he had an idea.”
“What was it?”
“Think about it, when playing an 8-bit game, what’s the best way to defeat a boss in the final level of the game?”
“Well that’s easy you…” I stopped there while gasping as I figured it out.
“Yes, you use a character from an 8-bit world to defeat a monster from that known world.”
“Wow, what happened next?”
“Simple, the guy discovered something when working on a brand new game, and thanks to his genius, he managed to create a character of his own.” He points to that game behind us that was still attached. “By using some of the best games that people know and loved, he created...Lemon Chef.”
I had a strange look then chuckled a bit. “Lemon Chef? That sounds like a silly name to me.”
“Hey,” Skips shrugs. “It’s the best name he came up with.”
“So this ‘Lemon Chef’ can actually beat Destroyer of Worlds?”
“Yes, if it can do it the first time, it can do it again.”
“How do you know all this?”
Skips looks at me. “Because I was there, I was one of the gamers who volunteered for the project. But after me and some other gamers who also volunteered to beat Destroyer of Worlds, I was the only surviving gamer who managed to beat it. Then after that, as a reward the park got itself some games and I was given the honor of pulling the wires out, not to mention I left a note as a warning. So I locked the door and kept it shut since then, and I prayed that no one would be able to find it and restart the nightmare that came years ago.”
I sighed, “I’m the one who’s responsible. I found the games. It was because of me, Mordecai, and Rigby were looking for some chairs to set up, I was the one who opened that door and led them. If it wasn’t for me, Rigby wouldn’t have found the game and connected the wires to restart the game, none of this would've happened.”
I felt Skips grab my shoulder while saying, “Hey, don’t beat yourself up, we all make mistakes, but it's time we rectify that mistake and beat Destroyer of Worlds.”
I nodded, but asked another question, “When we beat Destroyer of Worlds, what happens to it?”
“It goes back into the game to regenerate itself until someone hits start again. But that isn’t going to happen,” He looks at me again, “‘cause like you, I’m going to smash that game like I should’ve done years ago.”
“I see,” I nodded again. “But one more thing. Who’s this ‘guy’ that made Lemon Chef?”
“His name...was Ivan Luckey.”
“Wait, the Ivan Luckey.”
“Yeah, you know him?”
“Yeah, he owns a company called I.L. Games. He creates some of the sweetest, but most awesomeness games known to man. I even have this cool app which allows me to bring my character in real life, and play in a digital world against other players from around the world.”
“Heh, who knew?” Skips shrugs.
We heard an explosion up ahead.
“Hurry Skips!”
“I’m hurrying, I’m hurrying!”
The cart was going as fast as it could, until I managed to see Mordecai and Rigby up ahead.
“Skips-”
“I know, we need them.”
I put my thumb and pointer finger to my lips and whistled sharply to them, getting their attention as they saw us while Skips pulled over. “Guys, get in!” I said.
Mordecai and Rigby hopped in. It was a slight squeeze, but we needed all the help we could get. Skips was driving as fast as he could to catch Destroyer of Worlds while it kept on shooting and destroying everything it saw. “Climb up top,” he says to them, “but don’t press start until I say.”
Mordecai was already climbing on one side of the cart while I helped Rigby by picking him up so he could climb on the other side. After I hear their feet reach the top, signifying that they're already at their game posts, I hear a smack coming up top, like something just hit us hard. Me and Skips look up slightly, as Pops looks at us and says, “Skips, Barney, my good fellows, I lost my balloons.”
I groaned while pinching the bridge of my nose. “This is really not the time Pops.”
“Take the wheel.” I hear Skips say.
Pops climbs in and takes the wheel while Skips climbs out and goes to the back of the cart. “It must be my birthday!”
“Pops,” I sighed, “your birthday was last week.”
We managed to catch up with Destroyer of Worlds as Pops pulled the cart over.
“Okay everyone!” I hear Skips from behind. “Press your start buttons on three. One...two...three!”
I hear the sound of music being played as the game was starting at the same time. The cart began to shake, then a beam of light shot out as something was beginning to materialize. My eyes widened as the materialization was complete and what I saw was the strangest thing I’ve ever seen...
It was Lemon Chef! It had pointy yellow shoes, white candle-like legs, two burgers for the body, red yarn-like limbs for the arms and hands, it’s head was shaped like a lemon and had a mustache and green eyes, and on its head were three hats. So this was Ivan Luckey’s creation, it wasn’t much, but if it's our only chance to beat Destroyer of Worlds, then let’s see how Lemon Chef could do it. It stood there for just a second, then it was getting shot at by Destroyer of Worlds.
“Mordecai and I got the arms,” Skips says. “Rigby, you got the legs.”
“Ah what, legs?!” I hear Rigby yell up top. “Legs suck! Man, this is worse than the chairs!”
Lemon Chef began spinning around while shooting waves of pixelated burgers here and there, and not at Destroyer of Worlds. I slightly hit the roof with the palm of my hand and yelled, “Rigby, stop fooling around and cooperate with Skips and Mordecai!”
“SHUT UP!”
Lemon Chef began to run with Destroyer of Worlds in hot pursuit while shooting.
“Drive, Pops, drive!” Skips yelled.
“This is so much fun!”
Pops hits the gas pedal hard as it went as fast as it could, but I’ll admit, Pops was right, this is starting to get fun, even though this was dangerous. We rode right in front of Destroyer of Worlds, taking its attention off of Lemon Chef as it started to shoot at us. My friends used Lemon Chef to return fire, but I felt something get hit as I heard Mordecai yell, “Skips!”
I look out from behind the cart and see Skips land on the ground hard, probably unconscious. “Pops,” I yelled, “stop the cart, Skips is down!”
Pops hits the breaks as we screech to a halt.
I get out of the cart, hoping to get Skips and then get back to the cart, only to stop as a beam destroys a shed. I looked behind and noticed there were the extra chairs that we were looking for, but now wasn’t the time to handle those, first we gotta stop that thing from killing us all. But unfortunately, somebody else had other thoughts in mind. “The extra chairs!” I heard Mordecai yell. I looked up as he continued, “Guys, you kill the Destroyer of Worlds, I’m gonna go get the chairs!”
“What!” I yelled as Mordecai jumped off the cart.
“It’s too dangerous,” Rigby yells, “just leave’em!”
I grab hold of Mordecai’s shoulders, making him face me as I yelled, “Rigby’s right for once, it’s not worth your life!”
He shoves me off, runs away from us while yelling, “I don’t care, we're not slackers!”
That stupid idiot, is he really trying to kill himself, just to prove there not slackers!
“Mordecai no, I won’t tell Benson that you're slackers!”
Mordecai didn’t hear me as he went to the shed to get the extra chairs. The Destroyer of Worlds had him cornered as it was firing non-stop.
“Dude!” Rigby said. “What’re you talking about?”
I knew I had to tell them sooner or later, but I was hoping to do this when Benson appears so I could tell them personally. Now that the cat was out of the bag, I sighed as I turned to Rigby and said, “Remember the second job I have to do for Benson? Well, the truth is...he wanted me to babysit you guys, so I had to keep an eye on you guys in case you slacked off and he wanted me to report on anything you guys did.”
Rigby glares at me then yells, “What!”
“Look, it was just part of the job, it’s nothing personal!”
We hear Mordecai screaming, the shed might not last for long.
“We can argue about this later, right now we need to save Mordecai!”
I ran to the game where Skips used it before he was out of commission.
“Rigby, go as fast as you can if you want to beat Destroyer of Worlds!”
“Yeah, I already got that!”
I looked at the screen and saw that Rigby was already shooting like crazy at the Destroyer of Worlds, but now it’s my turn, and whatever he was doing up there, I should do the same thing, and I got a feeling how he’s doing it...button mashing. Now, I’m not the type of gamer who mashes buttons, I only do that in case I have to go fast and crazy in order to win but in this dangerous case, I can make an exception. Me and Rigby were mashing buttons like crazy while I kept my eyes glued to the screen, seeing the health bar of Destroyer of Worlds drop like crazy.
“Finish him off, you guys!” Mordecai yells.
It would be our pleasure, me and Rigby shouted at the top of lungs as we kept on mashing the buttons. Lemon Chef began firing a huge wave of pixelated hamburgers at Destroyer of Worlds, it screamed as it couldn’t take the huge amount of damage and transformed into a cherry. Lemon Chef marched over to the cherry and devoured it, receiving one hundred points after doing that.
“Woohoo!” I cheered while whooping into the air, chuckling as I went to the cart and sat down.
“Good show, Barney!” Pops says while patting my back. “Jolly good show to you as well Rigby!”
I gave Pops a thumbs up, but man I was exhausted, that was intense. I look up as I see Mordecai pull up a trolley of extra chairs, he has a smile on his face as he says, “That was some pretty sweet button mashing, you guys.” I glared at Mordecai while walking up to him as he also says, “By the way Barney, I didn’t know you could-ugh!”
I punched him hard, making him stagger a bit as I grabbed his chest and made him look at my angry face as I said to him, “You ever pull a stunt like that again, I’m gonna kill you myself, understand!” He nodded at me as I hugged him. “Don’t ever do that again man!”
Mordecai hugs me back, knowing how worried I was to see him put himself in danger like that.
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After we’ve dealt with the Destroyer of Worlds, we went to Skips as he woke up from his consciousness, wondering what happened to the Destroyer of Worlds. I told him that me and Rigby were the ones who destroyed it. Man, that surprised look on his face was priceless, I wished I took a picture of this. Anyway, after that we managed to round up the kids, they were scared out of their wits after what happened and not only that we just needed to finish setting up the chairs. But the problem was the other chairs were right on the other side of a trench filled with fire. Then an idea came to me, but before that I asked Muscle Man who managed to survive, what happened to the special entertainment that he and Hi Five Ghost were sent to fetch? He showed me the piles of ashes of the once special entertainment.
Ah, poor guys, probably got themselves at the wrong place at the wrong time.
First I told Pops to call the fire department to handle some of the fires at the park, then I asked Skips to find or make a makeshift bridge for me, Mordecai, Rigby, and the kids to get across so we could finish up with setting up the chairs. Right before he left, I whispered to him that after he finishes helping us he needs to deal with the arcade game that started this whole mess, and he nodded without hesitation. Then last but not least, I asked Muscle Man if could entertain the kids and all he did was nod with a smile.
It took some time, but we finally managed to set up the chairs. We had to take our makeshift bridge down, for the moment at least since the kids are having fun with Muscle Man. But other than that, I can call this a job well done. I sighed while wiping my brow, placing my arm around Mordecai’s shoulders and my hand on Rigby’s back while saying, “Well, that’s that, at least things can’t get any worse, huh guys?”
“BARNEY!” A voice yelled as we winced. We turned around as Benson saw us. Boy was he pissed, his face was beat red and he was a mess. Did he crawl out of some ditch or something? “You better start explaining what happened right now, and I know it has to do with those two idiots!”
I looked at those two, a smile came on my face as I told Benson, “We managed to set up the chairs, and these two ‘idiots’ that you mentioned actually did a good job for once.”
“Well how do you explain all of this?!” He raises his arms to simplify the damages that were still there.
I knew I didn’t want my two friends to get into trouble, so I had to lie just for this exception. “I have no idea.” I shrugged my shoulders while nodding. “I was using the bathroom.” I turned my attention to Mordecai and asked, “Do you have any idea how this happened?”
“Uh-uh.”
I looked over to Rigby. “What about you?”
“Nope.”
I shrugged my shoulders. “So I guess it’s safe to say that everything turned out fine for once. Oh, and should I remind you that they don’t have to set up the chairs, that’s if they finish it without slacking off?”
Benson sighs as his red face goes away then answers, “Yes.”
“OOOOOOOH!” Mordecai and Rigby chanted while I chuckled slightly as they sang, “Not settin’ up the chairs next time! Not settin’ up the chairs next time-”
“But you are gonna clean up this mess,” Benson interrupted then points at the ashes of the special entertainment, “and you can start by sweeping up the special entertainment.” He turns his attention to me and says, “Barney, you make sure that those two get this done, got it!”
A gave him a two-fingered salute. “Yes sir, boss.”
After he left, Rigby said to me, “We’re gonna take a break first, right Barney?”
“Yeah,” I nodded, “we earned it for now, but after that, we get back to work. Deal guys?”
They nodded yes to me.
“But first...” I looked at Mordecai. “You want to go for a round of video games like we promised?”
“Yeah, you're on.”
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