The Regular Show X Reader

Skips' Story

"And over yonder, bookish types." A group of boys are seen standing around, looking at books and observing different things. "Hark! I hear some dramatics." Gareth said. "Alas, poor yorick." A student said. "And there's the goths, mobs and settlers." They are shown the respective cliques. "Here's my clique." They see five floating men. "We welcome you, we welcome you!" They sung. "On behalf of the Immortal Student Council - and Glee Club - welcome to your locker, Walks!"

Walks goes to his locker. "You should join us." Reginald said. "Why?" Walks asked. "Nothing wins you more respect in school than student government." Suddenly, Klorgbane The Destroyer tackles Reginald hitting him on the locker. "Reginald, Reginald heads as big as a shed-ginald." He turns his head around at The Guardians of Eternal Youth. "Hello immortal student council, how are we today."

"Oh... I need a new diaper." Boswald said. "Uh, please, brother Klorgbane, no wet willies or wedged underclothes today." Reginald said. "Yeah, leave them alone." Walks defended angrily. "Eh, who's this, who dares interrupt Klorgbane?" Klorgbane said. People become shocked as they gather around to see Walks and Klorgbane face to face. "I'm Walks. You don't scare me." Walks said. "Leave them alone or what, Walks? Huh?"

He pushes Walks. "Or what?" He pushes him again. "Huh?" Walks pulls his hair up and pushes Klorgbane, as they look at each other and get ready to fight. "Nobody touches me!" Headmaster Bennett walks in. "What's going on here?" Walks and Klorgbane sweep away the dust on their clothes and turn around on Headmaster Bennett. "Oh nothing, we're just getting to know each other." Walks lied. "Yes, looks like we're really going to hit it off." Klorgbane giggles. As Headmaster Bennett looks at them he walks away to the hallway as Klorgbane turns around at Walks. "This isn't over." The crowd along with Klorgbane walks away. "Nobody's ever stood up to Klorgbane before." Reginald said. "Walks never walks away from a jerk." The Guardians of Eternal Youth look at each other having an idea.

~Present~

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! You went to high school with all those guys?" Rigby asked in disbelief. "Yeah we have a long history together. What'd you expect from a bunch of immortals?" Skips asked. "Wait, how did you get your immortality?" Rigby asked curiously. "I'm getting to that. So, lunch time rolled around, and it seemed like everybody already had their tables all figured out." Skips said.

~Flashback~

The story continues with Walks entering the cafeteria with his food and trying to find a table until he sees a girl holding an apple. "There's a spot right here, you're welcome to dine with me if you wish." Mona said. "I eh.. eh." A young girl eats an apple as Walks looks at her a little paranoid. "Do you wish to dine with me?" Mona asked. "Oh.. Uh eh eh, beg pardon uh yes thank you I...I was just." Walks said. "Starring vacantly in my direction." Mona said. "Ho, ho, ho you caught me eh, eh beg pardon again." Walks said. "My given name is Desdemona, but you can call me Mona." Mona sad.

"I'm Walks, as in..... well Walks it is far as my name was shorted." Walks said. "Oh... you mean to say that no one calls you Alks?" Mona asked. "Hard to believe that big name never took room." Walks said. He drinks the soup and suddenly spits it out. "Ugh, 'tis terrible!" Mona laughs and wipes the soup on her shirt with her napkin. "You must be new here, no on eats the school lunch that can be avoided. Somehow the kitchen even ruins Apple Brown Bette." Mona said. "Really? How does one even do that?" Walks laughs. "There are only four ingredients." Gareth and the council go up to him. The council is holding portraits in hand. "Walks!" He said.

"Huh?" Walks asked. "My baby friends and I have a proposition for you." He replied. "What sort?" Walks asked. "We'd like to formerly request that you fight Klorgbane." He unfolds a chart. "We believe it upon examination of this chart." Gareth said. "No need, I was going to fight him anyway." Walks said. "Oh, splendid." Reginald said. "To assure Klorgbane's defeat we've begun a design of a device called" Griswald reveals the design. "The Fists of Justice, which will-" he began. "Call off your design. All the fists I need reside in my pockets." Walks said.