After seeing Rodger we make our way to the research building near by. It's where the head organizer of the museum said we should go to after I called him. He's the one who made all the special arrangements for my sister today and today only. He said that we need to see his top scientist and researcher Rick. I was happy that he told us to look for him since Rick is a matter of fact also my uncle, obviously not related but he's that sort of family friend that earned the right to be seen as blood family."Hey, where are we going? The signs say that the museum is that way," Lucy stated.
"We're going to see my uncle Rick," I said. She looks at me all confused. I know Why. "Yeah I know, 'But we don't have an uncle Rick’. He isn't related to dad and obviously not me. But he is one of dad's old friends. and funny enough I met him before I was adopted by dad."
Lucy gave me a a curious look. "And how did you two meet each other way exactly?" she asks.
"It was about the a year in to the war. Long story short he just kinda picked me up half dead one day In the middle of No-Man's-Land in between Jerusalem and Bethlehem," I say but by her expression I can see I need to rely more information.Especially when all that his laboratory is is a house and a garage which was built on the property....I think. Well it's a bit out of place next to the research building but I guess it's just how things are.
When must have come at the right time. Rick does like it when I pop in when his family is around. But I hoped to find him in a better state than this. "For goodness sake Rick! No matter how smart you are you still drink that crime against nature of a concoction you're making!" I yelled at him as we approached the open garage.
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(My brother has been asked for a Rick and Morty reference for more than 2 years and finally I get to it, also a shout out to th IzzyDizzyMcFrizzy. Out of all the possible images I could look up this is by far the best....please don't sue me for using it ;-;)
"Fuck yo_øõõõūū_u," he says burping as he talks. "*burp* You fucking fictional peeëe-aàæ*burp* peace of shit!" he smiled as he finally finished his sentence. He closes the garage door as me and Lucy walk in. He takes one look at her before looking at his fancy watch. "Oh it's that time of the series. The author of LMS must have finally got his ass in gear. Oh but you probably don't understand a thing I say at this very moment because of his 'fourth wall filter', right?" he says in a strange language before looking at me. By the frustrated look on his face he got his answer...if he was asking something to being with. This happens from time to time but I lurn to just let it go. He grabbed some tools before going to his work station. "So the 'head organiser' must have sent you here for something didn't he? Fucking prick!" He said. At least I understand that loud and clear.
