Benson is getting himself some coffee in his "World's Best Boss" mug while humming to himself. Benson is pouring himself a hot mug of coffee. After he cools it, the house starts rumbling. "Wha...? He asked. The coffee maker tumbles off and shatters on the ground. In the living room, Pops'  portrait falls off and knocks down the vase on the table. At Skips' house, Skips is lifting a barbell, but one of the weighs falls off. Pops' battleship in a bottle falls off his table. "Oh!" Pops said. Mordecai and Rigby wake up with a gasp. "Huh?" They asked. "Earthquake!" The duo shouted. They quickly run over to (Y/n)'s room across the hall and slam her door open. "(Y/n)! Earthquake!" Rigby shouted frantically.

The trio quickly ran into Benson's office. "It's in the filing cabinet." (Y/n) said. Rigby opens the cabinet and quickly takes out a kit that said "Emergency Earthquake Kit." On it. Upon opening it, they take out some whistles and blow. Mordecai drinks all the water in the cooler, and Rigby begins wrapping his head with a bandage, as well as putting some smaller ones on him, then does the same to (Y/n). After, Rigby eats the gorp and (Y/n) throws a flare.

Benson then comes in. "What are you guys—?" He asked. "Aah!" Benson shouted as a large raft inflating cuts him off. "We did it. We survived the earthquake." Mordecai said. "Yeah!" Mordecai and Rigby said, and (Y/n) just sighs with relief. Benson turns red with anger. "Outside, now!" Benson shouted. The group was now having a meeting outside as all of Benson's employees sat on the steps. "All right, aftermath meeting." Benson said as he held a clipboard, but none of his employees seemed to be listening as something above caught their attention.

"Pops, you look for fallen branches. Skips, I need you to get a new earthquake kit." Benson said. "Uh... I don't think that's going to be happening, Benson." (Y/n) said nervously as she continues to look up, and Benson sighs. "(Y/n), I know it's a 45-minute drive, but I'm sure Skips can-" Skips cut him off as he approaches him. "Look up." Skips moves Benson's head upwards. "No. No. No!" Benson shouted.

"Ugh, again?! I thought we got rid of this thing." (Y/n) said. Suddenly a scientist (Dr. Langer) comes in from the sky on a jetpack. "Hello lady and gentlemen. We are back, here to do some more experiments. Heh. Nothing deadly. Nothing too deadly. I am Dr. Rueben Langer, but you may call me Dr. Langer." He said. "We're—" Benson began. "No need to introduce yourselves. We still have all the data from the first dome experiment." Dr. Langer said. "Can you please just tell us what's going on?" (Y/n) asked.

"Why'd you trap us in the dome again, bro?" Muscle Man asked. "Yeah, not cool." (Y/n) crosses her arms. "Don't worry. You're not trapped this time. That was phase one. Check it out." He gestures to an in and out door by the park and opens a glass garage door, and (Y/n) breaths a sigh of relief. "Good, I don't think I could handle being trapped again." She said.

"What are we supposed to do this time?" Mordecai asked, clearly annoyed. "Just act normal. My scientists will observe you." Dr. Langer said. "That's it?" (Y/n) raises an eyebrow suspiciously. "Oh! Well actually, there is one more thing." Dr. Langer whistles, and a button comes in somewhere from the top. "No matter what happens, don't push this button." He said with a smirk as he points to it, and everyone murmurs to each in confusion. "Mr. Maellard and I are counting on all of you. Especially you." Dr. Langer said, then points to Benson. "Wh--? Me? Whoa." Benson said.

"Why Benson? Because he's the boss?" (Y/n) asked. "Correct, young lady!" Dr. Langer said as he points at her next. "Remember, don't press the button no matter how much you want to. Langer out!" Dr. Langer flies off on his jetpack. "Well, that was unsettling." Pops said. "Ya think?" (Y/n) asked. "So wait, was he trying to use reverse psychology on us,

because he actually WANTS us to push the button, or-" (Y/n) asked, and Muscle Man groans. "He obviously doesn't want us to push it!" He shouted. "Reverse psychology is a real thing, y'know." (Y/n) snapped. "He could have been using it on us." She said. "All right, you heard the doctor. We're just gonna have to take shifts making sure nobody presses this button." Benson said as he walks over to the button.

"Come on. Do we really have to sit here and guard some button no one wants to push?" Rigby asked in disbelief. "Look, I don't like it either, but sometimes you have to blindly follow orders." Benson said. The gang complains as they walk off the stairs.

~Day 1~

First it was (Y/n), Mordecai and Rigby who had to stand and guard it. They look to the left and right, then look bored. Later Benson is watching the button and glaring at it while eating yogurt.

~Day 2~

Skips sits in front of the button. Later, Muscle Man, Fives and Pops are watching it, while reading books, and Fives yawns. Some time later. After that, Benson goes back to guarding it.

~Day 3~

"Morning, everyone. Today's button-guarding shifts are as follows—" Benson said as he held his clipboard in front of the gang again. Rigby groans. "It's been three days. I'm sick of guarding that thing." He said. "It feels like we're wasting our time." Skips agreed. "We are wasting our time." Muscle Man said. "We don't even know why we're doing this." Mordecai said. "He has a point." (Y/n) said.

"Listen, I'm just as annoyed and confused as you are, okay? I don't know any more than you guys do, remember?" Benson said. "Shouldn't it be your job to know? I mean, you are the boss." (Y/n) said. "That's not how it works." Benson said. "Hi. I'm Benson." Rigby said mockingly. "Oh, really? What do you do?" (Y/n) asked, playing along. "Oh, I do whatever the creepy stranger with the eyepatch tells me." Rigby mocked. "Come on. Give me some credit." Benson defended. Muscle Man starts to lose it.

"I can't take this anymore. I'm gonna push it." He squeals as he runs towards it. "Stop!" Benson shouted. Muscle Man tackles Benson down. "Muscle Man, calm down!" (Y/n) said as the gang grab him from behind and restrain him. He squeals for a bit longer but calms down and sighs. "I'm cool." He said.

"Sorry, dudes. I just lost my head for a second. Something about that button." Muscle Man said as he looks at it. "All right, this has gone far enough. I'm gonna talk to Mr. Maellard." Benson said. "Thank you!" (Y/n) shouted after him as Benson walks away, but her tone was more sarcastic. "Don't do anything until I get back!" Benson shouted. "Now what?" Mordecai asked. The gang suddenly hear a sneeze, and turn to see three people watching them.

"What the?" (Y/n) asked suspiciously. "Ahem, would you like a tissue?" Pops asked, holding on up, and (Y/n) face palms. "Oh Pops..." she said quietly. "Hey! What're you watching us for?" (Y/n) asked, and the three began to take notes. "What are you guys taking notes about?" Fives asked. "Those guys take notes about everything. Watch." Rigby falls on his stomach and began to crawl, and they took notes again. "Okay, that isn't creepy at all." (Y/n) said sarcastically, and they began taking more notes. "Oh come on! What, do they take notes on everything we say, too?" She asked. "I don't think so, I think it would it be hard to keep track of all of that." Rigby said, and they began writing again. "Are you sure about that?" (Y/n) asked. Muscle Man lifts his shirt up slightly, and they once again take notes.

"Hey, I've got my rights, bro." Muscle Man shouted. He then began to chase them while squealing and the three ran away. "I'm not gonna live in a surveillance state." Muscle Man shouted. One of the guys looks nervous as he backs away and Muscle Man tackles him down but the other two managed to escape and take more notes as they flew off. "I got one!" Muscle Man shouted as the rest of the gang approach.

~Time Skip~

"Thank you, Mr. Maellard. That was a good chat." Dr. Langer said as he exits his office just as Benson approaches. "Benson! How are you, buddy?" Dr. Langer asked as he waves at him. "Wait. What were you talking to Maellard about?" Benson asked, as he points to his door. "Uh, that's on a need-to-know basis." Dr. Langer said as he grabs Benson's shoulders. "You should probably get back to the park to guard that button." He said. "Okay? All right." Dr. Langer said, then began to walk away, but turns back. "Have a good one. Watch your back. Just kidding! Heh-heh-heh." Dr. Langer laughs as he begins to walk off again, but again turns back.

"Maybe, though. Hmm?" He walks away and Benson sighs, then walks into Maellard's office. "Hey, Mr. Maellard?" Benson asked. "You have to keep guarding the button, Benson." He replied. "What? How did you--? No, but I-- Then can you please just explain why any of this is happening? I'm trying to be a good manager, but I can't if I'm being kept in the dark." Benson tried to reason as he approaches Mr. Maellard's desk. "You be a good manager by following orders, Benson. Follow your orders!" Mr. Maellard shouted. "I'm sick of just following orders. You're just sitting here with your big desk and your fancy office." Benson shouted. Mr. Maellard sighs.

"You know what, Benson? You're right. You're the park manager, not Langer. So if you want, push it. Push the button." He said. "What? What's gonna happen?" Benson asked. "Mm, maybe something good, maybe something bad. Maybe this is all a test." Mr. Maellard said sinisterly. "Wha--? Well, all right, then.

I'm gonna go push the button, because I am in control." Benson said as he left the office. Meanwhile, (Y/n), Muscle Man, Skips, Mordecai and Rigby have the guy Muscle Man tackled down tied to a chair. "All right, Mr. Note, why you got us guarding that button?" (Y/n) demanded. "I'll never tell!" The man shouted. "All right, maybe this will make you change your mind.." Mordecai said. The gang smirk as Muscle Man takes off his shirt and walks over to the man, while holding it out. "Wha--? Oh, no." Muscle Man pulls a devious smirk as he holds his shirt out.

"You've been watching us. So you know exactly how long it's been since he's washed that." Rigby said as Muscle Man held it near the man. "Aah! No! It smells like a rotten hamburger left in someone's desk as a prank! Fine. I'll tell you. It's-- It's a test." The man said. "A test?" (Y/n) asked. "Dr. Langer doesn't think you can handle a simple task. Not with Mordecai's self-doubt, (Y/n)'s fears,  Rigby's laziness,  Skips' checkered past,

Muscle Man's bad hygiene, Pops' childlike tendencies, and Benson's insecurity." Each person in the gang glared at him as he points out their flaws except for Pops who just smiles. "Fives is the only logical one, and even he left it unguarded." The man said. "Uh, thanks?" Fives asked. "The point is, if the button gets pressed, Benson gets fired, and Langer gets put in charge. And you do not want that." The guy said. "Why not?" (Y/n) asked worriedly. "Because terrible things will happen." The man said, and everyone gasps. "Wait. Who's guarding the button?" Skips asked worriedly.

Benson runs over to the button at the same time the rest of the gang run towards it. Benson gets there first. "What the--? Nobody's guarding it? (Y/n), Mordecai and Rigby!" Benson shouted angrily. "Okay, I'm doing it. I'm gonna press the... button." Benson said, as he was about to push it. But then he hears Langer's voice in his mind. "Don't push this button." He said. "On second thought... maybe..." but then he hears other voices in his head. "Fine. Push it. Push the button." "As you know, that's part of the test." "I played you for fools and won." Benson began to get overwhelmed. "Test? A test for what?" Benson is about to push the button just as the gang approaches. "Benson, stop!" Mordecai shouted. "Don't push that button!" (Y/n) shouted.

"We've been talking to the dome guys, and it's a test!" She shouted. "Talking to the dome guys?" "See? You can't trust them." Familiar voices of his friends said. Benson turns to the gang suspiciously. "You guys are lying. You're testing me too!" Benson shouted as he points at them accusingly. "Benson!" (Y/n) shouted. Suddenly the ground cracks below them, separating the gang from Benson. "Now, I'm the boss here, so-- So I'm gonna make a decision."

Benson said as he walks over to the button. "Benson, we're your friends. If you push that button, Maellard's gonna—" Mordecai tried to warn him, but his voice got distorted and his face changed into someone else's. "What?" Benson asked. "Benson!" Rigby shouted. Then the gang all morph into scientists in the respective costumes. "What are they saying?" Benson asked. "Doesn't matter what they're saying, Benson. They're just like those dome guys. They're trying to trick you." The button said in Rigby's voice. "I... I need a minute to think." Benson said as he starts to back away, Unfortunately, he loses his footing and falls into the chasm.

In a dream sequence, he's holding onto an antenna hanging upside down, looking into a mess of storm clouds that peel away to reveal the park, in the dome, which resembles Pops now, with the mustache, nose and hat and pink tint in the lines. An above mechanism lowers the button in front of him, expecting him to push it. "Push the button, Benson." It said. "Uh...I'm not sure I should." Benson said. The antenna breaks, and he slips, now dangling from the bottom of it, looking down into deep space when a huge button appears below, and the button has grotesque like teeth. "Come on, Benson. I'll catch you." He said.

"No, I--! I shouldn't!" Benson shouted. "Push the button, Benson!" It shouted. "No! I'm making this decision! I'm not gonna push the button!" Benson shouted. Everyone's hands come pull him back to reality. "Are you okay?" (Y/n) asked. "Benson, you were—" she said. Benson begins to cough. "Hello, lady and gentlemen. I see you didn't press that button over there." Dr. Langer  said as he walks over. "Really impressed. Great work. Ten out of 10. No one's dead, and that's usually a good sign." Dr. Langer said, and the gang only glare at him.

"Hmm. 'Kay. Just gonna go ahead and call out what I'm feeling here. You don't seem that jazzed." He said. "We're not jazzed 'cause we're super confused." Mordecai said. "We want answers!" Benson shouted. "Why were we guarding that button?" Skips asked. "It's a big test." Dr. Langer said. "Why is the dome back?" (Y/n) shouted. "Bigger test."

Dr. Langer said, and (Y/n) growls. "What does the button do?" Fives asked. "And why'd Mr. Maellard say to press it?" Benson asked. "Test, test, test." Dr. Langer said. "Is that your answer for EVERYTHING?!" (Y/n) asked angrily. "Well, now what?" Benson asked. "Great question. Gonna answer it with this trash bag." Dr. Langer reveals a trash bag with beepers in it, handing one to each person except Benson.

"Beeper for you, beeper for you, you, beeper, beeper. If the beeper beeps, gonna need you to return to the house immediately. This is mandatory. No questions asked." He said. "Where's my beeper?" Benson asked. "Benson, you get one of these babies." Langer straps the mini fax machine on him. "It's a strap-on fax machine. Keep that on you, and you'll get very important dome orders." He said. "Ooh! Here comes one now." As if on cue, one arrives, but it's simply an order from Joe's.

"Four orders of crab rangoons and a two-liter of diet cola?" Benson asked as he grabs it and read the paper. "Oop, I see what's happening. Funny story, actually. That fax machine is one digit off from Joe's Chow Mein." He chuckles, and (Y/n) snickers. "Wow." She said.  "It's actually pretty good. I recommend it." Langer said to her. "What's the point of all this?" (Y/n) asked. "Got two super-cool words for you, buddy. Langer out!" He flies off on his jetpack as everyone watches. "You guys wanna go get some Chinese food?" Rigby asked.