The Regular Show X Reader

(Y/n) and Rigby are sitting on the sofa watching tv when Mordecai walks up. "Hey, Mordecai, do me a solid and get me a lemonade from the kitchen?" Rigby asked. "Okay, but you owe me a solid." Mordecai said. "Of course, that's how solids work." Rigby said. Mordecai offers Rigby the lemonade and Rigby takes it. A commercial on the television shows a bald, muscular man using a shake-weight. "Uhh! Do me a solid and change the channel?" Mordecai asked. "Do me a solid and pass the remote, so I don't have to get so close to the commercial?" Rigby asked, and Mordecai hands Rigby the remote.

The trio are now in the kitchen. "Do me a solid and turn this comic book page?" (Y/n) asked. Later on upstairs... "Do me a solid and dry my hands?" Rigby asked. Rigby flaps his hands while Mordecai and (Y/n) look disgusted. Outside on the porch... "Do me a solid and fluff this cushion?" (Y/n) asked. In the duo's bedroom... "Sharpen my pencil?" Rigby asked. "Fold these socks?" Mordecai asked. In the kitchen... "Cheese these nachos?" (Y/n) asked. The trio laugh goofily and cheese the whole box of nachos. Outside... "Yoo-hoo! (Y/n), Mordecai, Rigby!" Pops said.

"Hey, Pops. Hey, Skips." The trio greets. "Ya think ya want some chips with that cheese?" Skips asked. "Oh, yeah. I guess we over did it with the cheese, huh?" (Y/n) throws the nachos at a tree and Pops, Skips, (Y/n), Mordecai and Rigby laugh goofily. "Aren't you supposed to be working at the Snack Bar today?" Pops asked the trio. The trio look at each other. "Do us a solid and cover for us?" Rigby asked. "You shouldn't abuse the power of the solid. Bad things will happen." Skips warned. "Can you at least pretend you didn't see us?" Mordecai asked.

"Okay. But you owe me a solid." Skips said. Skips and Pops exit the scene. "We should probably get out of here." (Y/n) said. "Do me a solid and buy me a cup of coffee?" She asked. The trio go to the coffee shop. "Do me a solid and pull out my seat?" Rigby asked. (Y/n) pulls out a chair and Rigby sits in it. "Sure thing your majesty." (Y/n) jokes, and Mordecai snickers, causing Rigby to glare at the duo.

"Don't look now dude, but Eileen is totally checking you out." Mordecai said. Eileen is now at the scene, checking out Rigby while she cleans a table. "She likeeees youu." (Y/n) sung teasingly. "Shut it!" Rigby snapped. "You should go for it. You'd make a cute couple." Mordecai said. "STOP TALKING!" Rigby repeatedly punches Mordecai. "Here's your chance. Dude, she's coming this way." (Y/n) said. "Hey guys, here's your order. I triple dipped your sandwich, Rigby, just the way you like it. So, um, Rigby, I was wondering, do you like miniature golf?" Rigby just stares. "Me, too! Uh, you know, in an ironic way. My shift ends early tonight. Wanna go?" Ellen asked.

(Y/n) smirks at Rigby. "Yeah Rigby, wanna go?" She asked. "Yeah, I waxing my car tonight, so.." Rigby lied. "Oh, that's cool. I didn't mean it like a date or anything, it would be a group thing; you, me, Mordecai, Margaret, Sam and (Y/n)." (Y/n) looks surprised. "But it's cool if you're busy, totally cool, totally. I'll get you a refill." Eileen then walks away, looking depressed, and speaks quietly to herself. "Idiot...idiot..." (Y/n) felt slightly bad for her. "Ugh. Why did we have to come on her shift?" Rigby asked. "Dudes, do me a solid and go out with Eileen and Margaret so I can go on a date with Sam." (Y/n) said. The duo instantly look angry. "What?" Rigby asked. "Why?" Mordecai asked. "Dudes, come on. This is my chance to finally get with Sam." (Y/n) begs.

"Nope, not doing it." Rigby said, as he turns away with crossed arms. "Me either." Mordecai said. "What do you want? I'll do your work for a week. You can be player one at any video game." (Y/n) said. "(Y/n), there's no way I'm going out with Eileen." Rigby said. "Same here, I'm not going out with Margaret.

I don't even like her. At least not in that way." Mordecai mumbles the last part. "I'm sorry what did you say? You were mumbling." (Y/n) said. "Nothing..." Mordecai turns away. "Guys, please! You have to do me this solid." (Y/n) begs. Rigby and Mordecai both look at each other for a minute, then back at (Y/n). "Alright, we'll both do it for 10 solids." Rigby said, and (Y/n) hits the table. "What? That's ridiculous! That's like 20 solids!" (Y/n) shouted. "Ok, that's cool. Then I guess you don't mind crying yourself to sleep tonight, instead on going on a hot date with Sam!"