The Regular Show X Reader

Benson goes through the list of what needs to be done with Mordecai, Rigby, Skips, and Mitch "Muscle Man" Sorenstein, a fat, green man, and Hi Five Ghost, a very self-descriptive ghost. "Alright, listen up. We've got this birthday party today, so... lots to do, lots to do... Muscle Man, Hi Five Ghost, you're in charge of picking up the special entertainment." Benson said.

"Yes! Uh!" Muscle Man & Hi Five Ghost high five. "Skips, you set up the bouncy castle." Benson said. "Hmm." He skips over into a bush. "Let's see, I'm picking up the kids, so... Mordecai and Rigby, you set up the chairs. And (Y/n)-" Benson began, but was interrupted by the two. "Augh!" Mordecai slides down the steps, onto the ground. Pops calls from above. "Oh, what about me~? Surely, I'm invited to my own birthday party!" Pops said, and (Y/n) face palms. "Pops, your birthday was last week, remember? It's a kid's party today." She said.

Pops pulls out a bundle of balloons. "I still have balloons!" He said. "We've got it covered, Pops." Benson said. "Oh. I see." He slips out, and is carried through the air by the balloons. "Now where was I? Oh yeah, (Y/n) you'll-" but Benson was interrupted again. "Dude, how come we always get stuck with the lame jobs? Setting up the chairs?!" Mordecai asked. "Lame!!!" Rigby said. "Maybe because you guys never take anything seriously." (Y/n) said. "Exactly. I can't trust you guys with something actually important. You're always slacking off." He agreed. "You calling us slackers?" Mordecai asked. "Did he? Did you?" Rigby asked.

"He's calling us slackers. Look dude, we can totally set up all those chairs without slacking off." Mordecai declared. "Ha!" (Y/n) said, stepping in between the three. "I'd like to see you try!" She said. "Challenge accepted, missy!" Mordecai said. "Yeah, and then next time you'll get someone else to set up the chairs? Like (Y/n) for example." Rigby asked. She glared at him. "Uncool, dude." She said. "Fine." Benson groaned.

"OOOOOOOOHHH!!! Not settin' up the chairs next time! Not settin' up the chairs next time! UHHHHH!" The two said. "Just set up the chairs." Benson said. "I think I should go with them." (Y/n) said. "What?! (Y/n), no. I need your help with something else, besides, are you sure you want to be stuck with those morons?" Benson asked her. "It'll be fine, Benson. Besides, you put me in charge of looking out for them, remember?" She said, and he sighed. "Fine, fair point I guess. I'll see you later." Benson walks off. Later, (Y/n), Mordecai and Rigby are with the trolley of chairs.

"Benson's gonna drop his balls when he sees how good we set up these chairs, he's gonna be all like," Oh no, my gum balls!" Rigby said. "Oh, I thought you meant something else there for a second." (Y/n) said. "Ha ha ha! Yeah-ya, we rule at settin' up the chairs." Mordecai hands Rigby a chair. "One." He said. "Yaaa! 1!" Rigby throws chair it falls on the ground. "Yeah dude, this sucks." Rigby said, and (Y/n) rolls her eyes. "Dudes, come on. Get over it." She said. "Why are you even here?" Rigby asked her. "To make sure you two slackers don't slack off, duh. That's my job." She smirks, and Rigby scowls at her. "Well, normally I'd be all "let's quit", but we have to prove to you and Benson we can set up these chairs." Mordecai said to (Y/n). "All right. AAGGGHHH! Must be nice to be the boss. Benson never has to do chores." Rigby said.

"You're kidding, right?" (Y/n) asked, and Rigby looks at her in disbelief. "He's got the most chores out of all of us here." (Y/n) said. Meanwhile on the highway, Benson is driving a bus full of kids. "Happy birthday Jimm—"JUST DRIVE THE BUS YOU CRAZY SLOP JOCKEY!" Meanwhile Rigby is wearing a bunch of chairs, imitating a robot wreaking mass destruction. "BEW! BEW! BEW! PSSHHH! BEW! HA HA!" He knocks over the chairs. "What the H, dude?" Mordecai snapped. "Hahahahahahahaha!" Rigby laughed. "I think someone's lost it." (Y/n) said, and Rigby glares at her. "Shut up!" He said. "Can we please just focus?" Mordecai asked.

"AGGHHH!" Rigby takes off the chair. "When you say that, it makes me tired." He sits down. "Dude!" Mordecai snapped. "Agghh! You sound like Benson." Rigby said. "Dude, listen. If we pound through this, we'll never have to do this lame chair stuff again." Mordecai said, and Rigby gasps. "Next time it could be us picking up..." he said. "The special entertainment!" The two said together. "I highly doubt that." (Y/n) smirked, and the two groan. "What is with you, today?" Mordecai asked. "Yeah, you're our best friend, you're supposed to be on our side!