Rick started bleeding, from... Actually, was he bleeding? He couldn't tell. Maybe it was ketchup... Wheatley stood up from his place on the couch and screamed, startled.
"Oh no," Emma whispered, looking up at Rick. "he's back." Wheatley readjusted his glasses, then put his arm out to protect Emma, though it would probably do nothing against Rick, if he wanted to hurt her.
"Jesus-- R-Rick! What're you--" Rick ignored him. Where was his sandwich? Oh my god, maybe they knew he was coming! They hid it! It was probably... In the wall! Oh no... They probably knew he was drunk too. Okay, he's got this. He can cover it up. He quickly punched a hole in the wall, reaching for his sandwich.
"YOU'RE ALLLLLL DRUUNNNK!" He screamed, reaching his arm through the wall. Emma slowly stood up.
"Rick..." She started, calmly, as always, "You are... Just... Just go home, okay?" He quickly ripped his arm out of the wall to face Emma. He wasn't going home! They had... his... SANDWICH!
"WHERE...IS...MY...SANDWICH?!?" Rick screamed, moving closer to Emma.
"Y-you're going to have to replace that wall!" Wheatley interrupted, in a high pitched voice. "Wait, sandwich?" Rick couldn't believe it! They... They had to have his sandwich, right? Blackness started creeping towards him from the edge of his vision. Maybe the darkness would tell him where Kat's sandwich was. The darkness... It was... Ticklish. He giggled, then the darkness consumed his vision and he heard a muffled thump from somewhere.
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A Day in the Shoes of Drunken Uncle Rick
Fiksi PenggemarIn the family alternate universe of Grapes in Time, Rick gets drunk. As usual. But, you're here to experience how his actions aren't actually as questionable as you thought...
