"It's the same thing with a different color!" Rigby shouted. "Street law! If you can't take the heat, stay off the pavement!" Silver dude said. "I'll whup your pavement!" (Y/n) shouted. "Relax, (Y/n). We wrote the songs. People'll come to us no matter where we are in the park." Mordecai said. "Yeah, stay away from us, you silver-coated dirt bag!" Rigby shouted as he and his friends leave with their stuff. The trio are now at the front of park. "It's alright. We'll bring people here with our free-styling." Mordecai said.
(Song: Zombies Return 4)
♪A bitin', bitin', bitin', bitin
Best watch out for the livin' dead
Bitin on your arms and gnawin' on your he-ad
Ding, ding, ding, ding... Dong, dong, dong, dong...
Who's that at the door?
Zombies Return...4.♪
People nearby applaud and put money in the sombrero. "Hey, these guys are copying that silver dude but they're not even in color. D'you guys wanna come check him out?" People walk off. One of them takes out his money, and (Y/n) growls angrily. "What?! We're not copying him, he's copying us!" She said angrily. "Now people think we're the fakes." Rigby said. "That's it!" Mordecai said.
Silver Dude is ripping off the rap from before. A bitin', bitin', bitin', bitin, Best watch out for the livin' dead, Zombies Return...4.♪ Everyone cheers as the trio confront him. "Dude, stop ripping us off! You don't even know what Zombies Return is!" Mordecai shouted. "Doesn't matter, I'm makin' bank." Silver dude said. "Those are our voices, our songs, and our moves! You're just remixing 'em!" Rigby shouted. "Plus, I'm silver." Silver dude said. "We know you're silver! STOP COPYING US!" (Y/n) tackles Silver Dude to the ground and they start brawling. A drawing of a man begins to come to life.
Her best friends try to break up the fight. "(Y/n), don't!" Mordecai said. "He's not worth it!" Rigby shouted. "Now what is all this ruckus?" A funny dressed man reveals himself. "Who are you?" (Y/n) asked. "Why, I'm the God of Street Performing." He acts as a one-man band. "What seems to be the problem?" The god asked. Rigby points to Silver Dude. "This guy stole our act!" He shouted.
"My children, why it causes me such great heartache to hear somethin' like this." The god said. "We just wanna make enough money to buy a video game, then we'll go home." Mordecai said. "There's only one way to solve a dispute of this nature. We shall have a competition! Whoever performs the greatest shall keep the act, and obtain all the winnings from the sombrero.
Y'all agree to this challenge? (Y/n), Mordecai and Rigby?" The god asked. "Hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm!" The trio said. "And what about this silver dude over here?" The god asked, and the dude repeats the trio's answer. "Let's get it on." The god pulls out a guitar and rocks out, causing the ground beneath (Y/n), Mordecai, Rigby and Silver Dude to form into a stage. People gather round to watch. "Let the battle begin!" The trio nod and begin rapping.
♪We sing the songs, we do it all the time
We sing 'em careful to make sure that they rhyme
Rigby: Most of the time!
Mordecai: Most of the time!
(Y/n): Most of the time!
All the time rhyme!
Psychically linking, I know what you're thinking
Pickin' up the brainwaves, all over the airwaves!
Wee-you, wee—you, w-w-wee-you, wee-you♪
The crowd cheers and throws money in the sombrero. Silver Dude plays his boombox. "♪All over the airwaves, wee-you, wee—you, w-w-wee-you, wee-you♪
The crowd cheers again and the money from the sombrero goes into Silver Dude's box and (Y/n) growls. "He's still stealing our songs!" She shouted. "Let's end this." Mordecai said.
♪ Rigby: We were the first ones singin' on the streets!
Mordecai: But then this Silver Dude shows up stealin' our beats!
It wasn't cool, it was a pile a stink!
All he did was press 'Record' and didn't even have to think!
(Y/n): Not that he could, his head's really small!
Dude's so dumb that he doesn't have a brain at all!
Oooooooooohhhhhhhh, Silver Mini-brain!♪
Once again the crowd cheers and the money goes back into (Y/n)'s, Mordecai and Rigby's sombrero. Silver Dude is annoyed and plays hsi boombox again.
Boombox: ♪Dude's so dumb, so dumb, that he doesn't have a brain at all!♪
The crowd cheers yet again and the money goes back into Silver Dude's box.
"Errr! He's dong everything we're doing and the crowd loves it!" Rigby said. "Ugh! Forget him, man. We got this." Mordecai said.
The trio fist bump and begin to rap again.
♪You're a silver copycat in a junky bowler hat
Copy-cat cat, copy-cat cat, copy-cat
We're innovatin', you're imitatin'
Stealin' our songs is wrong, you ain't creatin'!
Rigby: Make your own music and don't steal ours!
Mordecai: Our original songs have unique powers!
(Y/n), Mordecai and Rigby have a yellow glow around them
Our songs come from within
Mess with us and you'll never win!
Cause you're nothin' without your lame boom box!
(audience sways hands to song)
You're nothin' without your lame boom box!
(the boombox begins to grow)
Boom box boom, boom box boom, boom box boom, boom box boom!
Ya wanna remix? Well remix this!♪
(Y/n), Mordecai and Rigby shoot at the boombox with yellow lasers, which got destroyed and the explosion wiped off Silver Dude's silver paint off him, then the crowd cheers and the money goes back into (Y/n)'s, Mordecai and Rigby's sombrero. "Uhhhhh...." Silver Dude starts rapping.
♪Once upon a time there was a cow that was purple
Walking through the grass and have found a chicken that was...Uhhhhh...zhurple?♪
The crowd boos at him as he rolls his glass balls and throws them away. "Well, I'm a Silver Dude and I'm here to say...Give me the money!" He tried to take the money from the trio's sombrero, but he hit an edge of an invisible glass placed by the God of Street Performing. "Oh no! No, please! Don't send me to street jail!" The God of Street Performing turns Silver Dude into a mime. "No!' The god starts to lift the invisible box which has Silver Dude in it with gravity,
then he hits Silver Dude up in the sky and he explodes. The crowd cheers. "Wooaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh!!!!!!!" Mordecai and Rigby said. "Now, that was some mighty fine street performing, guys. Now let's go get your vidi-game." The god said. Later the trio are playing Zombies Return 4 where the zombie uses the bellowing bile at the man which he melts. "Whoooooo!!!!" The God of Street Performing starts doing splits while (Y/n), Mordecai and Rigby cheered. "Are you guys gonna finish waxing the floors or wha..." Benson sees the god doing some splits on the carpet. "I'm also gonna need you to vacuum the carpet, mostly this spot right here." Benson said.
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The Regular Show X Reader
FanfictionThree best friends, a blue jay named Mordecai, a brown raccoon named Rigby, and a chipmunk named (Y/n) work as groundskeepers at a park, spending their days trying to entertain themselves (occasionally by perfecting useless skills during work hours...
Silver Dude
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