(Coffee Shop)
"Dude, toi smell that!" Rigby a dit sniffing the air. "By 'that' do toi mean you!" Mordecai a dit smirking, "HEY!" Rigby said, clearly affended. "Haha, just kiddin' but seriously, i dont smell anything." Mordecai a dit looking around. "Hey guys, whats up?" Margret a dit as she walked closer to Mordecai and Rigby. "I wanna know whats up with that smell, because it smells- good." He said, still smelling the air, "OH! THAT smell, we ordered gaufres because costomers wanted some." Rigby liiked at Mordecai, and Mordecai looked at Rigby. There eyes got really big. "Waffles?" They a dit in a trance, "Yeah, toi guys want some?" The nodded, slowly, as she walked away, they started singing, "What-What-WAFFLES! What-What-What-WAFFLES!" Margret came back carrying two plates and on them, were golden, crispy waffles. Mordecai snd Rigby sat there with a fork in one ghand and a couteau in the other.
"Now wait, dude! Everytime we try to due something, it cause chaos." Mordecai a dit pausing before he ate, "What are toi talking about!" Rigby a dit in shock, Mordecai started counting with his fingers, "Snowballs the Ice Monster, The Pshco Hot Dogs, The Were-Skunk, The Stupid Hat that put toi in a coma, The Magic Keyboard, The Flying Baby Dudes, Giant Bearded Face, Benson Blowing a Fuse, and more, but i don't have enough fingers!" He said. "So what are toi sayin' that the waffle is gonna be poisoned ou something!" Rigby said, he knew Mordecai was right, and, it sucked. "For all we know it could be... But probably not. But go on ahead, eat the waffles. But Im- DUDE!" Rigby had practicly eaten all of his waffle, and he ate Mordecai's, Rigby turned, "GIMME WAFFLES!" He said, his pupils were huge and he was soaked in syrup. "AAAHH! DUDE, what the heck is wrong with you!" Mordecai screamed, "MARGRET! WHAT WAS IN THOSE WAFFLES!" He said, not taking his eyes off the zombie Rigby. "Why do you- Oh My GOD!" Margret saw Rigby and passed out. "Oh no! Gotta fing Skips." Mordecai a dit and ran to the park.
"SKIPS!" He called, Skips was underneath a golf chariot, panier when he got there, "What is it, toi didn't blow anything up did ya?" Skips asked. at first, he thought Skips was joking. Then he relized, he was dead serious. "No, no, not really. But Rigby ate a butt-load of waffles-" Skips finished his sentence. "- and turned into a zombie, but instead of brains, he wants waffles." Mordecai thought about how Skips knew, Skips read him mind. "It's all over the News." He turned the T.V. on. A lady spoke, "Crazy zombie attack, but strangly, its not brains this zombie wants, its waffles." He switched the T.V. off. "We need eggs." Skips said, "But Rig-" Mordecai once again was cut off, "I know he's allergic, but the allergic reaction will get him in a coma and turn back into a raccoon again!"
To Be Continued...
"Dude, toi smell that!" Rigby a dit sniffing the air. "By 'that' do toi mean you!" Mordecai a dit smirking, "HEY!" Rigby said, clearly affended. "Haha, just kiddin' but seriously, i dont smell anything." Mordecai a dit looking around. "Hey guys, whats up?" Margret a dit as she walked closer to Mordecai and Rigby. "I wanna know whats up with that smell, because it smells- good." He said, still smelling the air, "OH! THAT smell, we ordered gaufres because costomers wanted some." Rigby liiked at Mordecai, and Mordecai looked at Rigby. There eyes got really big. "Waffles?" They a dit in a trance, "Yeah, toi guys want some?" The nodded, slowly, as she walked away, they started singing, "What-What-WAFFLES! What-What-What-WAFFLES!" Margret came back carrying two plates and on them, were golden, crispy waffles. Mordecai snd Rigby sat there with a fork in one ghand and a couteau in the other.
"Now wait, dude! Everytime we try to due something, it cause chaos." Mordecai a dit pausing before he ate, "What are toi talking about!" Rigby a dit in shock, Mordecai started counting with his fingers, "Snowballs the Ice Monster, The Pshco Hot Dogs, The Were-Skunk, The Stupid Hat that put toi in a coma, The Magic Keyboard, The Flying Baby Dudes, Giant Bearded Face, Benson Blowing a Fuse, and more, but i don't have enough fingers!" He said. "So what are toi sayin' that the waffle is gonna be poisoned ou something!" Rigby said, he knew Mordecai was right, and, it sucked. "For all we know it could be... But probably not. But go on ahead, eat the waffles. But Im- DUDE!" Rigby had practicly eaten all of his waffle, and he ate Mordecai's, Rigby turned, "GIMME WAFFLES!" He said, his pupils were huge and he was soaked in syrup. "AAAHH! DUDE, what the heck is wrong with you!" Mordecai screamed, "MARGRET! WHAT WAS IN THOSE WAFFLES!" He said, not taking his eyes off the zombie Rigby. "Why do you- Oh My GOD!" Margret saw Rigby and passed out. "Oh no! Gotta fing Skips." Mordecai a dit and ran to the park.
"SKIPS!" He called, Skips was underneath a golf chariot, panier when he got there, "What is it, toi didn't blow anything up did ya?" Skips asked. at first, he thought Skips was joking. Then he relized, he was dead serious. "No, no, not really. But Rigby ate a butt-load of waffles-" Skips finished his sentence. "- and turned into a zombie, but instead of brains, he wants waffles." Mordecai thought about how Skips knew, Skips read him mind. "It's all over the News." He turned the T.V. on. A lady spoke, "Crazy zombie attack, but strangly, its not brains this zombie wants, its waffles." He switched the T.V. off. "We need eggs." Skips said, "But Rig-" Mordecai once again was cut off, "I know he's allergic, but the allergic reaction will get him in a coma and turn back into a raccoon again!"
To Be Continued...
