"Hey Mordecai, guess what?" Rigby called. Mordecai was lying lazily on the couch, watching Dig Champs: The Movie. He sat up, turning around to see Rigby, and he knew exactly what he was about to say right before he strutted into the living room.
"You got a beard!" Mordecai exclaimed, standing straight up as Rigby stood with a perfect, brown goatee emitting from his chin. Rigby chuckled happily at the declaration.
"Yep! I am a man now!" Rigby exclaimed, raising his arms and flexing them as if he had muscles on the puny arm of his. Mordecai groaned. Rigby would never be a real man, He thought.
"Dude, you can't be a man no matter how much hair is on your chin," Mordecai scoffed, crossing his arms. "You can't even win a game of punchies."
"Psh!" Rigby protested. "That was before I became a man." He walked slowly up to Mordecai's ear, and quietly, but intimidatingly, he whispered, "Try and punch me now.".
Mordecai chuckled. Rigby raised his eyebrow. "Fine then." Mordecai raised his arm readily, balling his hand up in a tight fist. Rigby smiled, arms at his side neatly. Then, Mordecai's fist came down as hard as he could. But before they could come in contact with Rigby's seemingly puny shoulder, it stopped.
Rigby had caught Mordecai's fist only two inches away from his arm, and threw it down as if it were a ball of paper. "Huh?" Mordecai exclaimed in surprise. But before he could try to punch him again, Rigby balled his hand into a fist and punched Mordecai on the shoulder, sending him flying across the room and into the wall. He shook the dust off of his head as he got up.
"Dude, what was that?" Mordecai exclaimed, struggling to stand up. He gasped in pain and put his hand on his back as he felt a sharp pain running up and down his spine. "It feels like you broke my back."
"It's the beard!" Rigby answered proudly, stroking his beard with proudness. Suddenly, something came to his mind. "Mordecai, with this beard, I can win at any punchies game!" Rigby laughed meniacally, raising his arms in triumph.
"Dude, how did you get it anyway?" Mordecai asked suspiciously. Rigby paused.
"Um," Rigby stammered, nervously twirling the tip of his beard. "I just saw some dude on the street, and he said I could have a beard if I gave him all my money," He muttered quickly, looking off to the side. Mordecai gasped. He just got that thing from a crazy old dude? He thought.
"Come on, lets go show people!" Rigby suddenly exclaimed, running out the door.
"Wait up!" Mordecai yelled, running after him.
After what seemed like hours of searching, Mordecai finally found Rigby standing at the door of Benson's house. "Rigby, what are you doing?" Mordecai exclaimed, trying to pull him away from the house. "Benson's gonna kill you; you know he takes naps in the afternoon!"
Suddenly, the door to the house opened, and Benson, fuming, walked out.
"What are you doing INTERRUPTING-" He began to yell, but then he stopped and immediately cooled down as soon as he saw Rigby. "Hey, Rigby," Mordecai was appalled. Benson would stop in the middle of yelling to talk to Rigby, just because he has a beard?!
"Rigby, let's go," Mordecai demanded. "Your done charming people with your chin-hair." He grabbed Rigby's arm and tried to drag him away, but Rigby yanked his arm from Mordecai's grasp.
"No," Rigby stubbornly declared. "I don't want to!"
"No, dude," Mordecai said. "We're going to see Skips. He's gonna solve this."
"Skips, we need your help," Mordecai yelled.
"What?" He heard the dark growl of Skips' voice as a muscular shadow emerged out of nowhere.
Mordecai held onto Rigby and began to explain the beard and it's powers.
"Did the beard guy have a red cloak and yellow eyes?" Skips asked frantically.
"Yeah. Why?" Rigby answered coolly. Skips' eyes suddenly turned wide.
"That man's name is Bob. He is a dark magic merchant, and that beard is fueling evil into Rigby's heart!" Skips frantically explained. "We have to shave it before-" Skips suddenly stopped. Rigby's eyes had turned fiery red, and bulging muscles started growing all over his body. In a matter of seconds, he became twice the size of Mordecai and Skips combined. Rigby had grown to the size of a 20-year-old oak tree.
"It's time for me to finally break free!" He bellowed, a demonic voice echoing from his mouth. He grasped a tree in his hands and broke it in half with his knee.
"Quick! Get into my office!" Skips yelled as he scrambled into his house.
Skips reached under his bed and pulled out a book. "What is that?" Mordecai asked in confusion.
"It's a book that Bob gave to me. The only thing that can destroy Bob's magic is his magic!" Skips ran out, opening a page and beginning to read it.
Rigby stood, fuming, as he realized Skips had the book. "You can never destroy me!" He yelled, picking Skips up with two fingers. Skips dropped the book. Mordecai quickly grabbed it up.
"Mordecai! Quick! Read the book!" He yelled. Rigby opened his mouth and began to bring Skips closer to him, until Skips stood dangling over his open mouth.
"Alanis Kazam Bottelus Sarmus!" Mordecai yelled, barely pronouncing the strange words correctly.
"Again! Again!" Skips yelled, just before Rigby dropped him into his mouth.
Mordecai chanted the words as loud as he could, until Rugby's attention turned to him. "Why, you-" He stopped, realizing that he was shrinking. Suddenly, his beard began to peel off of his chin. "No!" Rigby yelled, beginning to shrink. A vortex appeared like a whirlpool, and a green swirling spiral emitted from the book's pages. The beard was suddenly pulled off of his chin and sucked into the green vortex. Then, quicker than a blink, the book closed, and the spiral disappeared.
"Rigby!" Mordecai yelled, seeing Rigby lying on the ground. He ran over to him and shook the limp body. Rigby looked over, but before he could open his mouth and say anything, he began coughing and spitting violently. Skips' body slithered from his throat, covered in Rigby's saliva. Skips stood up.
"Ew," He mumbled, wiping some of the spit off of his white coat of fur.
Rigby stumbled and fell down. He looked over at Mordecai, and mumbled.
"I can't believe you watched Dig Champs: The Movie without me."
"You got a beard!" Mordecai exclaimed, standing straight up as Rigby stood with a perfect, brown goatee emitting from his chin. Rigby chuckled happily at the declaration.
"Yep! I am a man now!" Rigby exclaimed, raising his arms and flexing them as if he had muscles on the puny arm of his. Mordecai groaned. Rigby would never be a real man, He thought.
"Dude, you can't be a man no matter how much hair is on your chin," Mordecai scoffed, crossing his arms. "You can't even win a game of punchies."
"Psh!" Rigby protested. "That was before I became a man." He walked slowly up to Mordecai's ear, and quietly, but intimidatingly, he whispered, "Try and punch me now.".
Mordecai chuckled. Rigby raised his eyebrow. "Fine then." Mordecai raised his arm readily, balling his hand up in a tight fist. Rigby smiled, arms at his side neatly. Then, Mordecai's fist came down as hard as he could. But before they could come in contact with Rigby's seemingly puny shoulder, it stopped.
Rigby had caught Mordecai's fist only two inches away from his arm, and threw it down as if it were a ball of paper. "Huh?" Mordecai exclaimed in surprise. But before he could try to punch him again, Rigby balled his hand into a fist and punched Mordecai on the shoulder, sending him flying across the room and into the wall. He shook the dust off of his head as he got up.
"Dude, what was that?" Mordecai exclaimed, struggling to stand up. He gasped in pain and put his hand on his back as he felt a sharp pain running up and down his spine. "It feels like you broke my back."
"It's the beard!" Rigby answered proudly, stroking his beard with proudness. Suddenly, something came to his mind. "Mordecai, with this beard, I can win at any punchies game!" Rigby laughed meniacally, raising his arms in triumph.
"Dude, how did you get it anyway?" Mordecai asked suspiciously. Rigby paused.
"Um," Rigby stammered, nervously twirling the tip of his beard. "I just saw some dude on the street, and he said I could have a beard if I gave him all my money," He muttered quickly, looking off to the side. Mordecai gasped. He just got that thing from a crazy old dude? He thought.
"Come on, lets go show people!" Rigby suddenly exclaimed, running out the door.
"Wait up!" Mordecai yelled, running after him.
After what seemed like hours of searching, Mordecai finally found Rigby standing at the door of Benson's house. "Rigby, what are you doing?" Mordecai exclaimed, trying to pull him away from the house. "Benson's gonna kill you; you know he takes naps in the afternoon!"
Suddenly, the door to the house opened, and Benson, fuming, walked out.
"What are you doing INTERRUPTING-" He began to yell, but then he stopped and immediately cooled down as soon as he saw Rigby. "Hey, Rigby," Mordecai was appalled. Benson would stop in the middle of yelling to talk to Rigby, just because he has a beard?!
"Rigby, let's go," Mordecai demanded. "Your done charming people with your chin-hair." He grabbed Rigby's arm and tried to drag him away, but Rigby yanked his arm from Mordecai's grasp.
"No," Rigby stubbornly declared. "I don't want to!"
"No, dude," Mordecai said. "We're going to see Skips. He's gonna solve this."
"Skips, we need your help," Mordecai yelled.
"What?" He heard the dark growl of Skips' voice as a muscular shadow emerged out of nowhere.
Mordecai held onto Rigby and began to explain the beard and it's powers.
"Did the beard guy have a red cloak and yellow eyes?" Skips asked frantically.
"Yeah. Why?" Rigby answered coolly. Skips' eyes suddenly turned wide.
"That man's name is Bob. He is a dark magic merchant, and that beard is fueling evil into Rigby's heart!" Skips frantically explained. "We have to shave it before-" Skips suddenly stopped. Rigby's eyes had turned fiery red, and bulging muscles started growing all over his body. In a matter of seconds, he became twice the size of Mordecai and Skips combined. Rigby had grown to the size of a 20-year-old oak tree.
"It's time for me to finally break free!" He bellowed, a demonic voice echoing from his mouth. He grasped a tree in his hands and broke it in half with his knee.
"Quick! Get into my office!" Skips yelled as he scrambled into his house.
Skips reached under his bed and pulled out a book. "What is that?" Mordecai asked in confusion.
"It's a book that Bob gave to me. The only thing that can destroy Bob's magic is his magic!" Skips ran out, opening a page and beginning to read it.
Rigby stood, fuming, as he realized Skips had the book. "You can never destroy me!" He yelled, picking Skips up with two fingers. Skips dropped the book. Mordecai quickly grabbed it up.
"Mordecai! Quick! Read the book!" He yelled. Rigby opened his mouth and began to bring Skips closer to him, until Skips stood dangling over his open mouth.
"Alanis Kazam Bottelus Sarmus!" Mordecai yelled, barely pronouncing the strange words correctly.
"Again! Again!" Skips yelled, just before Rigby dropped him into his mouth.
Mordecai chanted the words as loud as he could, until Rugby's attention turned to him. "Why, you-" He stopped, realizing that he was shrinking. Suddenly, his beard began to peel off of his chin. "No!" Rigby yelled, beginning to shrink. A vortex appeared like a whirlpool, and a green swirling spiral emitted from the book's pages. The beard was suddenly pulled off of his chin and sucked into the green vortex. Then, quicker than a blink, the book closed, and the spiral disappeared.
"Rigby!" Mordecai yelled, seeing Rigby lying on the ground. He ran over to him and shook the limp body. Rigby looked over, but before he could open his mouth and say anything, he began coughing and spitting violently. Skips' body slithered from his throat, covered in Rigby's saliva. Skips stood up.
"Ew," He mumbled, wiping some of the spit off of his white coat of fur.
Rigby stumbled and fell down. He looked over at Mordecai, and mumbled.
"I can't believe you watched Dig Champs: The Movie without me."
