Oof- i can already see me fuckin up this dang chapter
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Morty's pov:
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I was woken up by a doorbell as i stood up walking downstairs but i stopped in my tracks as i saw that my mom already opened the door and next to her was my dad looking quite surprised, my curiosity got over me as i looked over my mom and noticed an older man standing outside with a blue spiky hair looking like he hasn't slept in days but my thoughts got corrupted again by my mother telling me that this was my grandfather and his name was rick sanchez, i was surprised as i didn't know i even had a grandfather, i was quite excited but even scared as this man didn't seem like a friendly person but before i even could have said anything to him he grabbed my arm tight and dragged me to the guest room but when i looked at my mom she just stared at me with a smile as she thought this could propably be a good chance to meet my grandfather but for me it surely was totally different as he took me in the room and turned the light on as he pulled out alcohol out of his bottle and drank it as he sat down on the bed and looked at me as he already looked pretty drunk even for this very short time which made me thing he propably had a long way of getting here so he needs some sleep
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Morty: h-hey grandpa rick you seem tired maybe i should let you get some rest and we could see each other at dinner and talk again?
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*He just nodded as he drank more of his flask and morty with a nervous smile lefted the room and closed the door behind him as he walked in his room and sat on his bed as his mind was staring to go crazy about the old man who should be staying with them as morty though he was slightly strange but he knew he never should judge people fast so he decided to think that he is just tired and later he will be fine, morty stood up and walked downstairs to the kitchen as he noticed rick and beth talking in the living room while sitting on the couch while jerry was making some food in the kitchen his mind already knowing the food will not be the best, morty grabbed glass of water and drank it as he was ready to get back to his upstairs when i heard my dad yell that the food is done which was kinda good to know as morty was pretty much starving as he didn't eat any breakfast today.
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Morty's pov:
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I was eating my food as i looked at rick noticing he was staring at my dad with an annoyed look which already made me think that jerry might not be one of Rick's favorite people in the family as he looked like he wanted to kill him any second which i decided to ignore as i was done eating i grabbed my plate and stood up and putted it in the sink as i heard rick talk so i turned around seeing rick talk to jerry about his food tasting like a shit which was slightly true but nobody ever decided to tell him as nobody wanted to hurt his feelings but rick didn't see to care about how jerry would feel which slightly scared me as it showed that he will propably always say what he thinks and never spare anyone from his opinions on everything which was pretty new in this family.
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