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Ficlet before cut. Human AU. The whole thing is an AU lol

Mordeson~ Just cause. :)

Mordecai looked into the mirror and patted his blue hair down. Not satisfied with the look, he pushed it back to his regular hair style. Examining himself in the mirror, he rubbed his hand against the bird feather tattoo on his neck, still feeling unsure.

"Staring at yourself in the mirror isn't going to make you on time for work." A voice from behind warned the young man. Mordecai's dark eyes darted to the part of the mirror that revealed his boss.

Benson stood with his arms crossed, an exasperated expression on his face. His body language screamed that he was getting impatient. His brown hair was combed and his clothes were neatly pressed on him. Meanwhile, Mordecai just had a blue shirt and jeans, but to be fair, it was hot out. With a smile, Mordecai put his last stud earring in and turned around to face his boyfriend.

With a sly smile, he remarked, "You like it when I get all prettied up for you though."

That caused Benson to snort. No matter how irritated he felt with Mordecai, the man just had to say one stupid comment and he would make him laugh or smile in amusement. It was embarrassing. Just by relaxing around the blue haired man, Mordecai was slowly breaking through the barriers Benson had put up when he swore off dating.

"Yeah, but for our dates, not for work."

"Pft, I see you check me out when I'm working. Don't think I don't see you." His grin went from sly to feral, making Benson shiver. He knew that look. It was the "I'm going to jump your bones soon" look.

He couldn't let that happen. They were already running late and Benson was never late to work. "You're imagining things." Turning away, he grabbed the keys to his car (the one Mordecai got lucky to buy after he and Rigby caused it to be destroyed, again.) "Come on, we have to go to work now."

With an exaggerated groan, Mordecai followed after Benson. "Fine, fine." Wrapping his arm around the slim shoulders, Mordecai pulled his lover close as they made their way to the car. "You worry too much, Ben. We've never been late."

"Yeah, no thanks to you!" Benson bit out with some anger. Although he immediately cooled down when he realized they ran a little late than usual because Mordecai would get up early to make Benson a hot breakfast and fresh coffee. He couldn't be too ungrateful. Ever since moving in with him, Mordecai tried to make it worthwhile.

It technically wasn't a move in. Mordecai's belongings were there, sure, and he slept over almost every single day, but he was still somehow bound to the house in the park. What wasn't in Benson's apartment was there, along with Rigby's stuff. His best friend had a hard time letting him go.

Once in the car, Benson felt more at ease as they drove to work. He was just a little past the speed limit, but it wasn't enough to warrant any attention. At least this way they would be on time. Benson preferred being early, but he would take what he could get; especially with having Mordecai as his boyfriend. Speaking of which...

"Hey, I don't want any nonsense from you and Rigby today, you understand?" The older man warned as he eyed his lover reaching over the radio to turn it on.

Mordecai turned on the radio but lowered the music so they could talk. "What are you talking about? I'm always on my best behavior!" As for Rigby...Well, the guy tried. Sometimes.

Benson stopped at a red light to glare at his boyfriend in warning. Mordecai grinned sheepishly at the look. "I'm serious. No shenanigans today. No evil monsters, no explosions, no getting into any sort of trouble!" The red light changed, so he drove. His eyes were back on the road. "Mr. Maellard is stopping by today to check out how we're doing and I don't want any of us or the park looking like a mess again!"

"Okay, okay! I get it!" Mordecai waved his hands up in defense. "Rigby and I will avoid any and all shenanigans." When he saw Benson relax, he added in with a playful grin, "Do I get a kiss if we behave all day?"

"You get to sleep on the bed instead of the couch."

Mordecai pouted. "You're no fun."

"No, at 8:50 in the morning I'm not."

They arrived on time, thanks to Benson's slight speeding. Everyone was assigned jobs and they went to do what they were told. To make sure there wouldn't be an screw ups, Rigby was forced to work with Benson and Mordecai went with Skips. Mordecai gave his lover a slight glare for it, but understood where he was coming from. Without a protest from his lips, he went off with Skips to finish working on the roof.

Rigby, however, was outraged. "Hey how come I'm stuck working with you? Mordecai and I always work together!"

Opening up the garage door, Benson ignored the protest. He had already calmly, and nicely, mind you, explained why he kept Mordecai and Rigby separated. As much as he loved Rigby, he would have much preferred to work with Mordecai. Spending the day together, even if it was just for work, was always...kind of fun. It helped him loosen up a lot. Unfortunately, because of the nature of their relationship, Benson couldn't put him and Mordecai together. It was just too risky, not to mention unprofessional.

Instead of answering the protest, Benson decided not to enable the shorter man and replied, "We're going to clean the garage. It shouldn't take too long. After we're going to mow the lawn. If we do this right, we should be done by the end of our shift."

Rigby groaned loudly. He even groaned as he picked up a box and moved it out. Benson wanted to be irritated, but he couldn't be. Honestly, he expected this kind of behavior. Glancing over to the roof, he saw his shirtless boyfriend grabbing the tools he needed while Skips got ready as well. Mordecai noticed him and winked. With a blush, Benson turned back his focus on cleaning out the garage.

A few hours later, everything seemed to be going smoothly. Rigby stopped groaning after lifting every object when he realized it wouldn't get him anywhere. Benson kept a close watch on him, making sure there wouldn't be any screw ups. That's when he spotted Mordecai making his way towards the garage.

When Mordecai was close enough, Benson raised a brow and asked, "What are you doing here? You're supposed to be working."

Mordecai pointed to the roof with his thumb and grinned happily. "We finished! Skips and I are taking a break." Eyeing behind Benson, he noticed the garage was almost cleaned out and organized. "You guys are almost done too huh? Why don't I help out? We can finish faster then go take a lunch break together."

The suggestion was appealing. Maellard wouldn't be there for another three hours. It gave them enough time to go to the nearest diner and eat before finding Mordecai and Skips something else to do. Not to mention he was missing his goofy lover...they could take a break. It's not like Rigby could possibly mess up in less than an hour.

"Alright." Benson agreed, wiping out some sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand. It was pretty hot out. They could all go cool off and then he could assign everyone something indoors, except for himself and Rigby since they had to mow the lawn.

"Cool!" Mordecai looked around to make sure no one was looking before he quickly leaned down and kissed Benson. Benson jerked back in shock, not having expect that. Abruptly, the older man jumped back and away, his face a bright red. Mordecai grinned. It was always so much fun to him to ruffle his lover's feathers. The man was very private. All PDA's were to be NON-PDA's. Indoor show of love only. Mordecai heavily disagreed.

"What are you doing?!" Benson asked in an angry hiss, his eyes darting everywhere to make sure no one saw them. When confirmed they weren't being looked at, he glared angrily at Mordecai. The man was too risky sometimes. It wasn't something Benson was accustomed to.

"Being gross!" Rigby called from behind them, startling Benson, but not Mordecai. "Keep that stuff to yourselves, man!"

Embarrassed, Benson growled under his breath and pointed to the remaining boxes to be cleared out. "Get to work!" He shouted at Mordecai.

Mordecai wasn't phased by his boyfriend's angry demeanor. Instead, he laughed and made his way into the garage. "Okay."

Grumbling, Benson went to help out. Rigby was glad to have his buddy beside him. They goofed off a bit, but still managed to finish early. Mordecai then grabbed Benson's wrist and made his way towards the car, promising Rigby to bring him back some free food. Rigby huffed slightly in frustration, wanting to join them but he respected his friend's privacy to be with his boyfriend. Just as he was about to leave the garage, something caught his eye.

Mordecai was just about to get in the car with Benson when he remembered something. Benson was already sitting in, putting the key in the ignition. The blue haired man opened the car door and poked his head in. "Hey babe, I'll be right back. I forgot to ask Rigby if he wanted me to bring him back a snack, too."

Benson rolled his eyes. "Hurry up."

Making his way back to the garage, Mordecai called out, "Rigby? Hey, what do you want me to bring back from--"

Mordecai couldn't finish his sentence. There was a blinding light followed by an explosion. A huge wind of dust spread out through the park. Benson saw the explosion and he gasped in fear. Jerking the car door open, he ran towards the direction of it. The wind passed him, knocking him to the ground and he coughed. The light temporarily blinded him, but he forced himself to get back to his feet and run.

His heart was racing. Blood was pumping through his veins as he worried what could have happened to Rigby and Mordecai. The explosion had been loud. Something felt off as he made his way towards the garage. His body felt heavier for some reason and overall he felt different. Benson ignored it. The only thing on his mind was reaching his lover and employee. They had to be okay. They just had to!

"Mordecai! Rigby! Mordecai!!!" Benson shouted over the dust, the blinding light gone now. The dust had cleared up as well, but there was no sign of either of them. The man was starting to freak out. His heart was hammering in his chest so hard it hurt. "Mordecai!! Rigby! Where are you guys?"

The garage was still in place, although some of the things they had organized fell over. There was a pretty big pile, enough so that Mordecai and Rigby could potentially be under it. Without a second thought, Benson ran to it and began throwing the items aside, digging in to reach them.

"Please be okay, please be okay, please be okay!" Benson muttered under his breath almost like a mantra, his mind spinning. When his eyes caught something blue, he immediately dug faster into the spot. "Mordecai! Mordecai, are you alright? Morde---AHHHHH!"

Benson shouted and jumped back. It wasn't the face of his boyfriend he had expected to see. Instead, he found an unconscious giant ... blue jay? The blue jay opened its eyes and slowly sat up, rubbing its head as it groaned in pain.

"Dude...That was awful." The blue jay looked to Benson at first questioningly and then it switched to shock. "What the- What the hell?! Am I dreaming?!"

Benson felt his jaw go slack. "Y-Y-You....You can talk?!" Why did it sound like Mordecai? What was that ... thing doing in front of him?

"I can talk?" It asked in surprise, as if it shouldn't be asked that. "You can talk? You're a gumball machine!"

"What?" Benson asked with an annoyed squeak. "I'm not a gum-" just as he was about to tell the blue jay that he was not a gumball machine, he looked down to confirm and was surprised not to see his legs or hands. Instead, he found metallic limbs. Looking down at where his stomach should be, he instead found a dispenser. "What the--?! Oh my god, what happened?!"

The blue jay got up and looked around. "Rigby? Rigby, where are you? Oh no." He reached down to dig through the mess when he stopped and noticed it wasn't hands he was going to use. "Uh-" His brain shut down when he saw wings in front of him instead of human hands. "Gah! What?!"

A quiet groan and then a raccoon popped up, rubbing its face as if it had been in pain. "Oh man, what was that?" The raccoon sounded exactly like Rigby. It looked up and screeched in surprise when it saw the blue jay. "What the hell are you? Get away from me!"

"Rigby?" The blue jay asked in shock.

"Yeah, how do you know my name??"

Mordecai's beak was open in shock. "Dude, it's me, Mordo! You're...You're a raccoon!"

Rigby looked down to deny it but then shouted in surprise.

Benson stopped freaking out just enough to hear what the blue jay say. That thing was....that thing was his lover?! "Mordecai?!"

Recognizing the voice, Mordecai turned to the gumball machine. "Benson?!"

The three looked at one another before shouting at the top of their lungs,

"SKIPS!!!!!"

It was a shock, to say the least, when everyone gathered around the park. No one was normal. Skips turned into a yeti, Pops was some kind of lollipop, Muscleman was ... normal, just green. HGF finally earned his nickname and looked like a ghost with a high five on his head, and Thomas was a goat.

Skips turned to Rigby immediately, who looked slightly offended at being targeted first. "Did you touch something in the garage that you probably shouldn't have?"

All eyes were on the now raccoon. Rigby swallowed as he thought hard about what he grabbed in the garage right before the explosion. "Uhhhh...." His tail swished behind him, an amazingly weird sensation. "It was like a green orb looking thing." At everyone's look, he cried out in defense, "How the heck was I suppose to know not to touch it?! Why was it even there in the first place?!"

Benson looked to Skips as he said, "He's got a point. Do you know what it is?"

Skips looked solemn as he nodded. "It's an invention Techno had been messing around with. He must have forgotten it in the garage the night he asked me for help with tinkering it." With a put off sigh, he checked the time. "I'll give him a call and see if he can come by and fix this."

Benson immediately became distressed. "We need to fix this soon! Mr. Maellard will be here in a few hours! I can't let him see us like this!"

Seeing his boyfriend getting visibly angry and upset, Mordecai reached out before dropping his wing. This was too weird, even for him. He had no idea what it would be like to touch his lover with wings for hands. "Benson, it's okay. We'll figure this out. We have three hours."

The glare Benson gave him made him shiver. It was alarming to see his lover's entire being turn into a bright shade of red.

Skips went over to make the call while the others walked away to get used to their new (hopefully temporary) bodies. Mordecai watched Benson drop to the floor and bury his glassed face in his hands in defeat.

"Hey, don't be that way." Mordecai cooed, sitting down next to Benson. Forgoing the new body changes, he wrapped his wing around his metal lover and pulled him close. "We'll change back, don't worry."

"You don't understand! Mr. Maellard is going to fire me! Do you know how bad this looks? How irresponsible this will show I am? Not only did I let myself and my entire staff turn into...freaky looking animals," Mordecai felt offended at that, "But I'm in a relationship with my employee! I keep having to hide more and more things that happen in this park. I don't know how much more I can take."

"To be fair this was an accident." Mordecai reminded, rubbing the very thin arm. "Rigby couldn't have known it was there." Benson reluctantly grumbled 'you're right'. "Besides, I think we've been in worse situations. Remember when Rigby and I put the day light savings time wrong?"

Benson looked even more angry and upset. Mordecai winced, realizing that was still a touchy subject to bring up. With a gulp, he tried to change tactics when a familiar voice shouted after him.

"Mordecai! Where are you?!"

Startled, both men turned around and saw a red robin making its way towards them. She looked completely in distress. When she called after him again, Benson felt his insides drop. Margaret. Mordecai got up and ran towards her, making Benson feel even worse.

Margaret looked both relieved and scared when she realized the blue jay was Mordecai. She threw herself at him and hugged him tightly. Not wanting to see anymore, Benson stood up and made his way back to the house. Hopefully Skips had good news.

He did not.

"The effects will wear off, but not until midnight." Seeing Benson's expression drop even further, the yeti gave him an apologetic expression. "I'm sorry Benson. There's nothing we can do."

"How am I supposed to explain this to Maellard?! What am I going to do?!" Benson gripped either side of his glass head and let out a shout. "Not today! I didn't need this today!"

Before Skips could comfort him, Benson ran into the house. He ignored everyone as he headed into his office, slamming the door behind him. Wanting to be alone, he let out another shout as he began to throw stuff in his fit of rage. It had been a long time since he's done this. Ever since he and Mordecai began dating 10 months ago, the tantrums had been at their lowest. Today, he felt himself wanting to explode from his frustration.

Half way into destroying his office, a pair of blue wings gripped his wrists and stopped him in place. He struggled, not wanting to be held. His eyes were closed, which just made things worse. All he could see was Mordecai, as a blue jay, holding Margaret, a red robin. There he was, standing there as a gumball machine looking hopeless.

"Ben! Ben, stop it." Mordecai didn't want to hurt his lover, but he had to apply a little more pressure to get the arms to stop flailing. "You're going to hurt yourself. Ben! Open your eyes!"

Benson did what he was told and immediately regretted it. Tears began streaming down his eyes. Mordecai's face changed to worry and sadness. The wings let go of his wrists to instead wrap around him and pull him to the fluffy, soft feathered chest.

"Ben, what's wrong?"

That was the wrong question to ask. Benson felt his anger rise as he began to shout, "What's wrong? Are you kidding me? What kind of stupid question is that? What's wrong? EVERYTHING is wrong! Mr. Maellard is going to be here in less than two hours and he'll fire me! This!" he gestured wildly to his body, "won't go away until midnight! I'm stuck looking like a gumball machine and your ex girlfriend showed up as a red robin, only showing even more that you two were just made for each other! I'm going to lose my job, my home, my life, and most importantly, I'm going to lose you!"

At the last hysterical comment, Benson broke down and sobbed. Mordecai had to catch him. It was as if the last of Benson's strength left him and all he could do was break down and cry his heart out. Everything hurt. He felt alone and bitter at the world again.

Mordecai tried wrapping his head around everything Benson said. He could understand his lover's frustration. The man had every right to be upset. However, the accusation that Mordecai was going to leave him was completely ridiculous. Mordecai settled them so that he could pull the man into his lap. Even as a blue jay, he was still taller than Benson, which he appreciated.

"Ben," Mordecai called, rubbing his lover's back. The metallic feel was different, but he didn't care. He waited for Benson to calm down enough for him to speak. "You're not going to lose your job. I got an idea. Rigby, Muscleman and HFG are working on it now. As for Margaret..." Benson tensed at the mention of her. Mordecai raised a brow at the reaction. "I thought we were past that, Ben. You know I'm not interested in her."

"Yeah, well, the universe has a funny way of showing that you two are just perfect for each other." Benson muttered bitterly with a sniff.

"Why, because we're both birds? Listen, I'm really not into animals like that so I don't think it matters."

Benson rolled his eyes. "I doubt you have the hots for gumball machines either."

Mordecai laughed. "And what about you? Do you think my beak is sexy?" He wagged his eyebrows exaggeratedly and suggestively.

He couldn't help it, Benson laughed. It sounded a little broken, given he had been crying earlier. "I guess not. I mean, it's kind of cute I guess." Benson let out a small smile.

Feeling like there was progress, Mordecai smiled. "Hm! See? We'll back to ourselves in no time. Midnight isn't so bad. As for Margaret, she happened to be nearby when the blast happened, that's why she came looking for me. I explained what happened and she calmed down. She's just pissed at Rigby, even though it isn't his fault... Still, I don't have a bestiality kink you need to worry about." he then grinned. "I like my boyfriend gumball machine. Oh, does the crank work?"

When a wing traced against his crank, Benson slapped it away. "Don't even think about it." At the laugh from Mordecai, Benson found himself relaxing. Maybe he had overreacted. So what if Mordecai and Margaret got turned into birds and himself a machine? It's not like he would have had a preference. Poor Skips was a yeti...

Feeling more at ease, he rest his body against Mordecai's. Benson could definitely appreciate Mordecai's softness. The man really knew how to always make him feel better. The only thing on his mind, however, was Maellard. Something about a plan?

When Mr. Maellard came to the park, he was surprised to see a lot of people in costumes dancing and having a party. Benson began to sweat nervously as he eyed the man's reaction. Mr. Malleard raised a brow at him and looked over Benson's "costume". "A gumball machine, Benson?"

Benson laughed nervously and then took a hard swallow. "Y-Yup."

"And this is a costume party to celebrate...what, exactly?"

"C-Celebrate...Nothing, really. It was just an idea to raise revenue."

Mr. Maellard saw the money piled up in the donation table. He smiled approvingly. "Well, carry on. Your outfit is no worse than that blue jay one over there." He pointed to Mordecai dancing in the middle of the floor.

Benson suppressed a grin. "I guess not." When Mr. Maellard left, Benson ran to Mordecai and tackled him into a hug. Mordecai was caught off guard, but he quickly held his lover to him. "You're a genius! It worked!"

Pleased with the outcome, Mordecai smiled happily. "I knew it would!"

The older man knew it was a lie, but he would let Mordecai have this one. They hugged tightly before slowly pulling away. Seeing the fondness in Benson's eyes, Mordecai leaned down and puckered his beak. When he felt a finger on his the tip of it, he opened his eyes and was surprised to see Benson with his head stretched back enough to create a distance.

"I'm not kissing you while you're a bird, Mordecai."

"Aww, why not? Aren't you curious on how it'll feel?"

"No."

"But it's me!" Mordecai protested with a whine.

"It doesn't change the fact that you're a bird and I'm not into animals like that." He quoted with a smile.

Mordecai laughed, seeing his point. "You owe me."

"You should be thankful you have a bed to sleep in tonight instead of a couch."

"I'll take it..."

Benson smiled.

Once home, Mordecai and Benson anxiously waited for it to be midnight. At the stroke of it, they looked at each other and then ran to the mirror to confirm they had changed back to themselves. Benson sighed in relief.

"That felt too trip-y." the older man commented, fixing his hair.

Mordecai laughed in agreement, hugging Benson to him. "I think it was kind of fun." At Benson's look, he then added, "Okay maybe not fun, but an experience?"

"Speak for yourself." Benson rolled his eyes. "Out of curiosity, did you try flying?"

For once, Mordecai looked embarrassed. Benson smiled at seeing his lover shuffle lightly in place. "I did."

"You fell?" Benson guessed.

"... Yeah."

"Wow, a flightless bird." They made their way back into the bedroom. "You should have been turned into a penguin then."

"Would you have let me kissed you then?"

Once settled into bed, Benson gave his lover an exasperated look. "No!"

"How about now then?" Reaching over, Mordecai gripped his lover and pulled him on top, allowing the shorter man to lay on him. He loved seeing Benson's eyes light up the way they do when he was being held.

As he settled on top of the younger man, Benson momentarily reflected on missing the soft, feathered chest he had been on earlier. Although he would take Mordecai looking like himself any day! "I guess you earned it." he 'reluctantly' agreed. They exchanged a smile before leaning close and kissing passionately. As Benson lost himself in the sensation, he realized, despite all the craziness he has to endure from his day to day basis at the park, he couldn't imagine being without it.

#RS #Benson #Mordecai #Park Crew #human au #Mordeson #Mordenson #last fic I think

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