(Author's Note: This is my first story. Please leave reviews, I would love to hear your suggestions for future chapters and maybe critiques. The characters are all owned by JG Quintel. ;D)
"Dude, dude! Invite her!" Rigby hissed.
Mordecai and Rigby were at the Coffee Shop, one of their favorite hangouts. Margaret approached to take their order.
"Hey, Mordecai! Would you like something to drink?"
"Uh, sure, I'll just have water." He said nervously.
"Okay! I'll be right back," She replied before walking off.
"Dude. You should totally invite her to our pizza party! It'll be awesome!"
"Okay, okay. I'll ask her when she gets back."
And of course, about a minute later, Margaret returned with drinks. She passed a glass of water to Mordecai.
"So…" He trailed off, staring at his reflection in the cup. "Uh, so Margaret, are you doing anything this weekend?"
"Actually, no. I have Saturday and Sunday off work."
Mordecai felt queasy. He tried to look her in the eyes, but was obviously failing.
"Would you like to come to our pizza party tonight? I mean, there's gonna be tons of people there. You should go. Eileen could come too!"
"Oh! Well okay, Mordecai. I guess I'll see you there."
Margaret left the table to go take another customer's orders, leaving Rigby and a rather shocked Mordecai by themselves. They turned to each other.
Back at the house, the guys were busy inviting people, buying food, renting movies, and anticipating that night's activities. Skips, Pops, and Benson were all going to karaoke night. Mordecai and Rigby were to look after the house, which they did, in a way. Just not in a way their boss would've expected. Pretty soon at 6 o' clock the guests arrived.
Mordecai tried to look for Margaret in the crowd, but their pizza parties were just so famous that he couldn't spot her out because there were 75 people in the house.
"Oh, dudes, the pizza's here! Hook it UP!" Muscle Man shouted. He and High-Five Ghost stayed home for the party. And who could blame them? Pretty soon there were video game tournaments, soda can wars, and punchie games going on everywhere.
Finally, Margaret and Eileen arrived. They must have come late, with their job and all, but the blue jay knew it was definitely worth it. Margaret was wearing a short black party dress that was thin and covered by layers of frills. She also appeared to be wearing eye shadow. Mordecai's jaw dropped open.
"Hey, Mordecai! Sorry we're late, we had to clean a few tables before my boss let us leave. Did we miss anything?"
"Not at all!" Mordecai said, happy to have found her. "Come right in!"
He led the girls inside, and then he noticed a chair stacked on top of the table surrounded by all the left over pizza boxes.
"What the…" Mordecai began. But before he could finish, a sugar-high Rigby jumped from a chandelier on to the table and held on tight to the edge of the seat. He stood up as tall as he could, held up the cardboard kid's crown that came with the meal and placed in on his head. "I AM THE PIZZA KING!" He declared. Margaret and Eileen giggled hard.
Mordecai just stared at him, one eye twitching, as the crazy raccoon swooped down and plucked his piece of pizza right off of his plate and ate it ravenously. Eileen continued to laugh while Margaret now seemed to be a little nervous. She backed away slowly, as did Mordecai.
"Hey Margaret, come over here. I want to show you something." He gestured toward a room with a fierce gaming competition going on inside.
"Okay!" The robin said. She took Mordecai's hand and he led her into the room.