Love isn't a chemical. (Rick x O.C.) (Rick and Morty fanfic) [Hold/maybe ended]

Twenty-five

Lily laughed as Birdperson told her about Squanchy's reaction.

"Oh, man, that's great." Lily checked her watch and got up quickly. "Shit!"

"What?"

"It's almost 10. Rick and the kids are home by now," Lily said, grabbing her portal gun. "I'll talk to Rick about the ceremony."

"Thank you, Lily, again."

"Thank me if I manage to drag his ass there," Lily said as she opened a portal back to the house. As she walked into the garage, she saw Rick still in the vat.

"What the fuck?" She heard some music playing inside the house. She looked outside and saw cars.

"Damn it, you three." Lily opened up the breaker box and shut off power to the rest of the house. She opened a portal and pulled out a megaphone. She opened the garage door before saying into the dark house,

"If you do not live here, you have 30 seconds to leave before I send you to a not-so-friendly dimension." She closed the door and flipped everything back on. She listened to the chaos inside the house and gave it a minute, making sure everyone was gone before walking back inside. She only saw the house slightly trashed. She looked at Summer, Morty, and the smaller version of Rick.

"Aw, man, Lil, why do you have to be a buzzkill?" He asked. Lily just looked at him before turning to Summer and Morty.

"You two start cleaning up while I talk to Rick."

"Tiny Rick," Rick corrected her.

"I'm not calling you that." Lily pinched her nose. "Summer, Morty, go. Please." She waited until they were gone before looking at Tiny Rick.

"I thought you weren't going to do this, especially with how you reacted to Summer this morning. Then, on top of putting yourself in a younger clone, you throw a party!"

"I don't see what the BFD is. I'm a teenager, so what?" Tiny Rick said.

"Rick, you can't stay in that body. Your real body will die. You barely got this project up and running."

"I don't care. I'm enjoying being a teenager. I'll go back to my old body when I feel like it."

"You know what, I'm not arguing with you on this. You're going to do whatever you want anyway," Lily said, pinching her nose and sighing. "Just don't forget you have to pick up Beth and Jerry. Don't make say I told you so when you regret this later."

"I'm not going to regret it, so can you shut up already abut it?"

"Yeah, I will. Now, help Summer and Morty clean up, before I kick your ass, you little shit," She said through gritted teeth. Tiny Rick rolled his eyes and walked away. Lily pulled her flask out and took a long swig. Jesus fucking Christ. She thought. She sat on the couch, saying goodnight to Morty and Summer, ignoring Tiny Rick. She sat there in silence and just thought about the whole day.

In the morning, Lily was working on breakfast for everybody. She may be mad at Rick, but she wasn't going to starve him. She hummed to herself when Morty walked in.

"Hey, Grandma Lily, can you do me a favor?"

"Yeah, sweetie, what's up?" She asked.

"Can you iron this for me?" Lily raised an eyebrow.

"I thought you weren't going to the dance?" She asked, plating the food.

"Yeah, I-I changed my mind."

"Or Jessica did," Lily cut her eye over at her grandson. Morty blushed a bit.

"No serums this time. I promise."