The Phoenix Burglar

Chapter 7: You Did What Now?

--Mirri's POV--

I sat with a contented smile on my face, watching the night sky fly by. This was by far the coolest thing I had ever had the pleasure of doing. I glance over at Morty and notice he's sulking as he leans against the door. I furrow my brows and lean forward and whisper lowly in his ear so Rick won't hear.

"You ok?"

I see him jump in his seat and cover his ears with a blush overtaking his face. I backed up to avoid getting accidentally smacked and looked at him bewildered. What's with him? He sputtered as he turned to me, desperately trying to form a sentence.

"I- uh- I mean-" He groaned. "I'm fine, Mirri." He finished quietly.

"Ok..." I replied, uncertainty leaking into my voice. He blushed again and quickly turned to Rick.

"So, uh, Rick...Is this the surprise you were talking about?" Rick doesn't answer the question and instead starts babbling.

"I had to... I had to do it. I had— I had to— I had to make a bomb, Morty. I had to create a bomb."

I could see Morty's face blanch from my seat in the back, while I, on the other hand, was glowing with excitement. Who doesn't love a good bomb?! Me and Morty ended up speaking over the top of each other.

"What?! A bomb?!"

"Awesome! What are we blowing up?"

Morty looked at me like the disappointed father figure I never had while Rick continued talking.

"We're gonna drop it down there, just get a whole fresh start, Morty. Create a whole fresh start.

"T-t-that's absolutely crazy!" Morty exclaimed.

"I never thought I'd say this, but don't blow the world up, please." I spoke up from the back. I was, of course, ignored, as was Morty.

"Come on, Morty. Just take it easy, Morty. It's gonna be good. We have your little crush Jessica back there, it's fine.

"Jessica? From my math class? That's not Jessica, grandpa Rick." I was struggling not to laugh as Rick squinted his eyes in confusion.

"Then who the fuck's in my back seat?" He said, swerving the vehicle. I scoff. Wow, was he really that drunk that he didn't remember me? I mean, we didn't really interact much since our first meeting, but still...I thought we had a connection. I feel my eyes flash red.

"Name's Mirri." I said with my agitation showing in my voice as I turned to look out the window. I could see Morty looking at me confused out of the corner of my eye.

"W-Whatever doesn't- it doesn't matter. She'll do just fine."

"F-for what?" Morty asked with concern.

"When I drop the bomb you know, I want you to have somebody, you know? I want you to have the thing. I'm gonna make it like a new Adam and Eve, and you're gonna be Adam."

"Uhh..." Both Morty and I said in sync as we glanced at the old man. I hope this isn't going where I think it is.

"And Jess- Mirri's gonna be Eve."

"Whhhh-wha?" Morty let out as I choked on air and started coughing.

"And so that's the surprise, Morty." Rick finished with a proud smile.

"No, you can't!" Morty said mortified as he started shoving Rick. "M-mirri didn't agree! She doesn't- she doesn't- ugh! But—but, but forget about that, because you can't blow up humanity!"

"I-I get what you're trying to say, Morty. Listen, I'm not..." He grunts while sloshing alcohol down his shirt. I frowned at the wasted alcohol.

"You don't got... Y-you don't gotta worry about me trying to fool around with Mirri or mess around with her or anything. I'm not that kind of guy, Morty."

"What are you talking about, Rick?" Morty said, voicing my thoughts verbatim.

"You-you don't have to worry about me getting with Mirri or anything. Sh-sh-she— she, she, she's all for you, Morty." Rick said with a grin.

"I don't care about that! Y-Yyyyyyyyyyou—" Morty lets out a frustrated cry.

"You know what, Morty? You're right." He says while tossing an empty bottle into the back seat that I had to dodge. "Let's forget the girl altogether. She, she's probably nothing but trouble, anyways. We can drop her out with the bomb." I'm sorry, what?

Before anyone could stop him, he pushes a button on the steering wheel and a robotic voices proclaims the neutrino bomb is being armed. I looked to the side where the voice came from and jumped, scooting back. Under a blanket was crudely made bomb with a red blinking light.

"What the fuck!" I shouted as I frantically looked up to Morty. He looked scared before his eyes met mine and his face hardened. He reached down and unbuckled his seat belt.

"That's it... that's it, Rick. I'm taking the wheel." He said while jumping on Rick and fighting with him for control of the flying machine. The vehicle starts swerving violently as I'm thrown around in the back seat.

"Get off of me, Morty!"

"I'm taking charge of this situation, buddy!" I see Morty start kicking Rick's face. "I'm put—I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm puttin'... I-I'm, I'm, I'm not gonna stand around like some sort of dumb... dumb person and just le-let you ruin the whole world!" I stared as Morty continued fighting his grandpa and found a new level of respect forming for him.

"Come on! What's gotten into you? If you love Earth so much why don't you marry it?" Rick says while pushing Morty, but the boy doesn't get off. "What are you, crazy? Alright, alright, Morty." He says, finally managing to get the teen off.

"Alright. I'll-I'll land. I'll land. I'll land. I'll land the thing. I'll land the thing. Big tough guy all of a sudden." I sighed in relief as Rick went to land the cruiser in an empty desert.