The trio are cleaning out the attic in the House. Rigby is chasing a moth with a feather duster, trying to swat it. "Dude. Quit messing around and give us a hand with these boxes." Mordecai said. "I'm busy." Rigby said. "Doing what? Chasing a moth like a two year old?" (Y/n) asked, and Mordecai snickers. Rigby glares at her before swiping at the moth but misses, hitting an old box covered with a tarp.

Dust clouds fly into the air as Rigby coughs. "Huh?" The tarp falls off the box, uncovering a mini-fridge filled with soda. He gasps. "What?" (Y/n) asked. "What is it?" Mordecai asked. Rigby stares open-mouthed at the contents of the box, and Mordecai gasps. "RadiCola!" He said. "Aw, man, this stuff was the best!" Rigby said. "Whoa! This is from the 1984 Olympics." (Y/n) said. "Guys, let's go take these out back and drink 'em all." Mordecai said. "Come on." Skips' voice is coming from an air vent, which

(Y/n), Mordecai and Rigby approach. "Skips, we have a lot- we have a lot to do. I need to be around-" Benson said,  the trio watch Skips and Benson in the hallway through the air vent on the ceiling. "No, you should think it over, I'm telling you." Skips said. "I don't know, Skips." Benson said. "Seriously, Benson, you work too hard. You should take the night off." Skips said. "Well... if you say so. But if anything happens-" Benson threatened. "Stop your worrying. Everything will be fine." Skips said. "Okay." Benson said. "Benson gone..." Mordecai said. "... plus soda..." Rigby said. "... equals..." (Y/n) already knew where this was going. "Party! Ohhhhh!" They said, and she scoffs, causing them to turn to her. "And what's your deal?" Rigby asked.

"First of all, the two of you have never been able to throw a good party before, everybody always left, and two, you might think that throwing a party while Benson is gone is smart, but have you considered the aftermath? It's going to be a giant mess, that no doubt you two won't want to clean, and then you'll get fired." She said, and the two of them blinked at her. Rigby lifts up a finger. "Okay, and counterpoints to those comments of yours, one, our parties were cool, they just didn't know what a good party is, and second, we will clean the place up after the party.

He'll never know." Rigby crosses his arms smugly and (Y/n) scoffs again. "Yeah, right." Rigby then walks over to her. "Okay, let's make things interesting." He said. (Y/n) raises an eyebrow, then motions for him to continue. "If our party is good, and you enjoy yourself, you owe us both 100 bucks, and have to do extra chores for a week for us." Rigby smirks, and so does (Y/n). "Okay, all right, tough guy. But if your party blows and everyone leaves before it even starts, you two have to work for me, and you'll owe me the money." (Y/n) said. "Deal!" Rigby said, and the two shake on it, while Mordecai rolls his eyes with a groan. 'Why did Rigby and (Y/n) have to get so competitive with each other?!'

Later in the computer room, Mordecai is using the computer as Rigby and (Y/n) watch. They are on a social networking site. "Him, him, her, him—whoa, definitely invite her." Rigby said. "Are you guys going to invite everyone?" (Y/n) asked. "Yup." Rigby said. Muscle Man enters the computer room with Hi Five Ghost just behind. "Hey, jerk-weeds. Get off the computer. I got sign-up time. You know how long my downloads take." He said. "We're busy inviting people to our party." Rigby said. "What? Your parties suck. I was at the last one, and there weren't even any chicks." Muscle Man said. (Y/n) crosses her arms with a smirk.

"Told ya." She said. Her best friends glare at her for a moment. "Yeah, well, just you wait. This party's gonna be awesome." Mordecai said. "I highly doubt it." Muscle Man high-fives Hi Five Ghost. "Hmm, hmm. Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm." Mordecai and Rigby said. Later in the kitchen, (Y/n), Mordecai and Rigby are unpacking sacks of groceries. "We gonna paaaaar-ty!" Mordecai and Rigby shouted. "Got some chips, got some dips!" Mordecai said. "Some call me cheap, bit of a freeloader, but I bought cups for that old-school soda!" Rigby raps. "I don't mean to brag, I don't mean to boast, but here's some hummus for these mini-toasts!" Mordecai said.

"Huu-mmus!" Rigby shouted. "Humm-uus!!" Mordecai said, and (Y/n) just shook her head while giggling. "Idiots." She said. "Hummus!" The duo shouted. "Why are you guys yelling hummus?" Benson asked, and (Y/n) snickered. "'Cause they're Mordecai and Rigby." She said. Benson and Skips enter via the back door as Mordecai and Rigby try to hide their party supplies. "Uh, no reason." Mordecai said. "Doesn't matter anyway, 'cause while I'm on my night off tonight,

Skips is in charge. That's right. This guy is gonna be my eyes and ears." Benson said. Skips nods approvingly as Benson strides and whistles his way to the back door and outside. "This better be some party." Skips said to the duo. Later in the living room, Skips is on the couch looking bored. Next to him is Pops, asleep. "Man, this party is off the hook! 'Cause we got sod-aaaaa in the house!" Rigby said.

Skips snatches a can of RadiCola from Rigby. "What? 1984 Olympics? Are you sure we can drink this?" Skips asked. "Sure you can. It's aged to perfection." Rigby said. Muscle Man and Hi Five Ghost enter. "Ha ha ha, ha ha ha! Told you this party was gonna blow." He said. The doorbell rings and three human guests enter, two male, one female. "I think this is the place... Oh, sorry. We thought there was a party here." The new guests turn and leave. "Ohhhhh! I told you, I told you! Your party is lame! Ha ha ha ha ha!" Muscle Man mocked.

Mordecai and Rigby go into the kitchen. "Dude, This party is tanking fast. There's gotta be a way to step this up." Mordecai said. "We gotta do something! Or else we'll owe (Y/n) 100 bucks! And we'll have to do her chores!" Rigby panics, and Mordecai face palms. "Ugh! Why did you even make that stupid bet with her in the first place?!" Mordecai shouted. "I don't know! I just..." Rigby trails off. He didn't want to admit that he felt he needed to prove something to her. "You just what?!" Mordecai asked. "I didn't want her to think we were losers, okay?!" Rigby shouted. "I'm sick of her always judging us and saying that we're stupid or something!

I just want her to respect us more! I mean, she's our best friend! But she's always doubting what we're capable of!" Rigby shouted. "Aren't you sick of it?!" Mordecai's eyes widened and for a few moments he didn't know what to say. "I..." He then sighs and hits the TV and it switches on. "I guess." They hear a German voiceover artist speaking over a commercial showing four bored party guests sitting on a couch. It transpires that this is "Party Pete" On screen, Party Pete slides into view, accompanied by two beautiful women. The four party guests on the couch stand up in shock and a fifth appears next to them. "Party Pete!" The Party Pete logo slides onto the screen as a robot voice says Party Pete. The screen cuts to a rocking party,

with dozens of guests dancing under the disco ball in the same apartment as the lame party. "Awesome party, bro." "Is your party not hardy? Call me." They see Party Pete reclining on a massive ice sculpture of himself outside. "Act now and get ze free promotional ice sculpture. Vat ist you vaiting for?" The robot voice says Party Pete again as the message 'Party Pete, $50/hr, Call Now, 555-0177 flashes on screen. "Aw, man. We need that guy." Mordecai said. "What? Why would you want to pay fifty dollars for some dude to come to our house?

What's he even gonna do? He's just gonna come and eat all our food." Rigby said. "Do you have a better idea?" Mordecai said. "Yes, I do." Back in the living room, Rigby puts a cassette in the tape deck and starts dancing. "Yay-uh! Yay-uh! Yay-uh! Yeaaaaah!!!" Rigby dances and shouts along to the terrible, discordant music. Mordecai covers his ears as (Y/n) is in the middle of a giggling fit.

"Woo! Come on, Skips! Dance!" Rigby said. He slaps away Rigby's hand. "Don't touch me!" He snapped. "Oh, it hurts to listen!" Pops shouted. The tape player begins to overheat, then spits out the cassette's tape and stops playing. Muscle Man whistles like a bomb dropping, then makes a fart sound. "Hear that? That's the sound of your party failing! Dance to that, losers! Ha ha ha ha ha!" Outside Benson's apartment, Benson is wearing a robe and leaning out of his bathroom window. "Just relax, Benson. Everything's gonna be fine, Benson. Skips has got this. Yeah." Inside, soothing music plays as Benson removes his robe and gets into a full bathtub surrounded by candles.

"Ahhhhh... You deserve this, Benson. Yes. Yes, I do." Benson said. Back at the park house, Muscle Man, Hi Five Ghost, Skips, Pops and (Y/n) are on the couch watching TV. "... and slowly decapitates him." The sound of a sword slashing is heard as a hand on screen points to a jar with a tiny fly in it. "And that was the mating of the Toledo horsefly, narrated by me..." Mordecai watches in horror from the kitchen. "This party's hit rock bottom, dude. Muscle Man was right." Mordecai walks to the phone and begins to dial. "What are you doing?" Rigby asked. "Calling Party Pete." Mordecai dials 555-0177 on the kitchen wall phone. Party Pete clears his throat. "Mm, ja, ja, Party Pete." He said. "Party Pete?" Mordecai asked.

"Alright, let's get outta here." Skips said. Skips, Pops, Muscle Man, and Hi Five Ghost start to leave. Mordecai and Rigby chase after them. "Whoa! Whoa! Where's everybody going?" Mordecai asked. "We've had enough. We're gonna head out." Skips said. 'Yeah, losers. Takes more than expired soda to have a party. It takes guests with breasts, and mine don't count." Muscle Man said. "Oh yeah? What about (Y/n)'s?" Rigby asked with a smirk in her direction, and she angrily slaps him for that. "Ow!" He shouted, rubbing his sore arm. Muscle Man did turn to her and give her a once over for a quick moment, but then turns around, and (Y/n) shivers from that.

"Guys, people are coming. They're just fashionably late." Mordecai said. Skips checks his watch. "It's ten thirty. Nobody else is gonna come." He said. The doorbell rings. "I wonder who that could be, ha ha..." Mordecai said. Mordecai and Rigby walk to the front door. "Quick, how much money you got?" Mordecai said. "Three dollars." Rigby said. I've got five." Mordecai and Rigby open the door to find

Party Pete hip-thrusting, with one of the attractive women from the commercial on each arm. "Ya have ze fifty dollars?" Party Pete asked. "Huh! Great, you're here. How much partying will this buy?" Mordecai asked. "Eight bucks? About ten minutes." He replied. "That's perfect! That's all we need to get the party started again." Mordecai said. "Okay, ve'll do it. Chrissy, Janet, Get zem ze eight dollar version of ze promotional ice sculpture." Party Pete said. Chrissy and Janet, the hot women, walk off the porch and return with a life-sized ice sculpture of a urinal, which they take inside. "Whoa... Cool..." the duo said. Back inside, Party Pete emerges from the hallway into the living room in a party pose. "Hey, everybody! Ready to party?"

Party Pete removes Rigby's broken cassette from the player and replaces it with his own, hitting play. Electronic dance music plays as Party Pete dances. Muscle Man and Hi Five Ghost are amazed by Party Pete's dancing skills. Janet and Chrissy dance and grind next to Pops and Skips, who couldn't be happier.

Pops starts dancing as well. Mordecai and Rigby taunt Muscle Man back in the living room. "Aw, yeah! In yo' face, Muscle Man!" Mordecai said, In something of an Australian accent. "Yeah! In your face!" Rigby said in the same accent. Party Pete stops the cassette then points to his watch. "OK, ten minutes are up, ve're going to go." He said. "Aw yeah! This party's lame... again!" Muscle Man said. Party Pete, Janet, and Chrissy begin to leave, and Mordecai spots a crate of RadiCola next to the couch.

"Party Pete! Can't you stick around for one soda?" Mordecai offers Party Pete a can of RadiCola. "Whoa, I remember zis stuff. I suppose one couldn't hurt." Party Pete cracks the soda open and takes a sip. "Mmm, yeah. You keep zese coming und I keep ze party going." He said. Bass heavy music resumes as Party Pete downs the can and crushes it with a manic look in his eye, and (Y/n) sighs. "This won't end well." She said, and Skips nods in agreement. "You said it." Skips said. Outside there are around 20 guests approaching the house. Guest 1 from earlier is the first to enter the house and living room. "I knew we'd find the party!"

Party Pete is now guzzling another can of soda as everyone cheers. "Party Pete in de hooooouuse!" Dozens of guests have assembled in the house and are dancing wildly. "Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go!" Mordecai and Rigby said. Party Pete runs from female guest to female guest, kissing one of them on the cheek and blowing their hair, and (Y/n) cringes at this. "Aw, sick! How does anyone like that?" She said in disgust. "Dude! This party is insane! Wouldn't you think so, (Y/n)?"

Rigby asked her smugly, and she looks around. "Yeah, surprisingly." She said. "The centaurs even showed up!"  Mordecai said. One of the centaurs backs into the frozen urinal. "Huh? What the? Suck on this, promotional ice sculpture!" Centaur 1 pours a soda into the urinal, crushes a can in it,

then throws it out the window. "Hey (Y/n)! I guess this means you owe us 100 bucks and have to do our chores!" Rigby said smugly. (Y/n)'s eyes widened with that realization, and she face palms. "Crap. Me and my big mouth." She said. "Ha, ha! We did it, dude! Whoa. Check that out." Mordecai said. Muscle Man is dancing with a beautiful, tall, dark-haired woman. He sees Mordecai and Rigby watching him have a good time and pauses, crossing his arms.

"Having a good time, Muscle Man?" Mordecai asked. A male guest, whose jacket is on fire, approaches Mordecai and Rigby. "Hey, wassup, Mordy and Rigbird? You remember how your toilet like used to flush, an' also like how it used to not be on fire? Anyway, phone call for ya. Some angry dude named Benson. Later." A ghost that was on fire said. "Heh... hello?" Mordecai said nervously. Benson is in a robe in his apartment, talking into the phone and standing by the window. "Is that a party I hear?" He asked. "Uh, no, that's the TV." Mordecai said. "Oh, yeah? I can hear music coming from the house!" He looks at the house, glowing from the party, from his window.

"I think I'm gonna come down for a little visit. See ya soon!" He said. Mordecai hears the phone hang up and the dial tone, then speaks to Rigby. "Uhh... dude, Benson is coming. We gotta find Party Pete, fast." He said, and Rigby's eyes widened. "What?! But our party is finally good! And what about our bet with (Y/n)? If he have to bail on this she'll win!" Rigby panicked. "Could that possibly be any worse than getting fired?!" Mordecai asked. Rigby didn't answer after that. Instead looked at the ground and avoided eye contact. A huge yellow glow is seen in front of a huge group of revelers.

Mordecai and Rigby try to fight their way through. "Party Pete! Party Pete!" They make it through to the front and see Party Pete glowing and dancing wildly, with several empty soda cans all over the floor. Mordecai picks one up. "Ugh, Party Pete? How many of these have you had?" He asked. "Seriously, man! You gotta stop!" Rigby shouted. Rigby tries to grab Party Pete's arm but the glow shocks him backwards as he yelps in pain. Party Pete stops dancing and turns to face them,

his eyes nothing but white fire. Stop? I do not vant to." Party Pete levitates into the air and emits a flash of green light that illuminates the sky outside through the window. He expands into a sphere and becomes a human disco ball, spinning and glowing. "Dude, he's unstoppable!" Mordecai said. (Y/n) enters with Skips and Pops, and carries a crate of soda. "Not for long. If we give him more soda, he'll grow brighter and brighter until he exhausts all his energy. Then he'll burn out like a star." She said. The five grab soda cans. "Come on. Let's do this." The five throw their soda cans at Party Pete, who stretches out his arms and stops them in mid-air. They open by themselves and the contents fly into his mouth. His face expands to hideous proportions. "It's working! Quick, we need more soda!" Mordecai said. "We're all out." Skips said.

"Wait. I know where there's more soda." Mordecai said. The five rush outside and back in, carrying the frozen urinal, which has some soda in it. "Alright everybody, on three. One, two, three!" (Y/n) shouted. They throw the urinal at Party Pete. It melts, and the ice water and soda fly into his mouth. The music hits a high tempo as Party Pete looks ready to explode. "Dude! Party Pete's gonna blow!" Someone shouted. "Hit the deck!" (Y/n) shouted. Skips grabs Pops and (Y/n) and jumps behind an upturned table, Mordecai and Rigby leap behind the couch, and the guests all scatter out of the house as Party Pete screams and finally explodes in a flash of white light. When Mordecai and Rigby emerge from behind the couch, the lighting is back to normal but the living room is completely wrecked, and the upstairs toilet has fallen through the ceiling.

"We're dead. This place is completely trashed. We'll never get this place cleaned up before Benson comes back." Mordecai said. "It could be worse." Rigby said. The toilet spontaneously catches fire. "That's the coolest thing I've ever seen." The centaurs walk up to Mordecai and Rigby. "Yo, that party was awesome! We'll totally help you clean up." (Y/n), Pops, Skips, Muscle Man and Hi Five Ghost also appear. "And we're here to help, too!" Pops said. Everyone cleans the entire house in record time. Janet and Chrissy get into the Party Pete van and drive off just as Benson's car comes over the hill. Benson is driving and looks furious. Rigby spots him from the window. "Oh, man! Benson's coming!" Rigby said. "Everybody out through the kitchen!" (Y/n) said. The centaurs and park workers, except for

Mordecai and Rigby, all run through the living room. "Wicked party, duders!" "Capital soiree!" Pops said. "I guess I was wrong. That party was kinda awesome. I'm gonna go collapse in my bathtub now." Muscle Man said, while carrying an armful of trash. Benson's car comes to a halt just outside. Without even shutting off the engine, he sprints up the front steps and into the house, running into the living room, where he sees (Y/n), Mordecai and Rigby playing video games in a spotless environment. "You guys are dead. I knew I couldn't trust yo... What the...?" Benson asked.

"Oh, hey Benson. What's up?" (Y/n) asked. "What are you guys doing?" Benson asked. "We're just playing video games." Mordecai said. "Hmmm..." Benson runs from room to room to inspect them for a hidden party or damage. "Whoa-ho! You guys are clean! Sorry for doubting you." Benson said. Mordecai and Rigby make 'aw shucks' noises. I wanna do something nice for you two." Mordecai and Rigby make 'aw shucks' noises again and (Y/n) rolls her eyes.

"Yep, you guys of all people would appreciate this. I've been saving some soda from the 1984 Olympics for a special occasion." Benson said. Mordecai and Rigby groan. "Uh, wait what?" Mordecai asked. "So let's crack open some cold ones! They're up in the attic, come on!" Benson marches upstairs as Mordecai and Rigby stand up in the living room. "You two are so dead." (Y/n) smirks, and Rigby sighs. "We know. However, about our bet..." Rigby smirks, and (Y/n) sighs and gives them both 100 dollars. "Here." "Yes!" Rigby cheers. "Aw, sweet!" Mordecai said. "I'm a woman of my word. And I'll admit, that party was pretty cool. So I guess this means I also have to do some of your chores now?" (Y/n) asked. "Yup!" Rigby said, and (Y/n) sighs. "Well, a deal's a deal." She said.