𝗗𝗮𝗿𝗸 𝗼𝗻 𝗺𝗲 | 𝘙𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘔𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘺(𝙗𝙤𝙤𝙠 3)[Choice 1]

𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 6

𝙼𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚢'𝚜 𝙿𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝 𝙾𝚏 𝚅𝚒𝚎𝚠:

I awkwardly stood up, heading for the kitchen. I got some pasta and boiled water while making the sauce. It's almost 7pm and I'm fucking hungry.

Why was my clone 18? Was his age progressed too? What the fuck's going on? Rick's mad at me, I can't ask him. I don't even know why he's mad, I didn't do anything to him.

I got two bowls out and slid some spaghetti into each before throwing sauce and cheese over it. Cheese... Just a-fucking-mazing. Oh fuck! Is that fuckin ice cream from the gloppy drop system?! Hell yes it is!

I awkwardly walked upstairs and knocked on Rick's door. I heard Rick lean against the door

"What, Morty?" His voice was gruffer than usual, he's probably going to kill me.

"Rick, I know y-you're mad at me, but I m-made food... I can bring yours up if you w-want?" I asked silently, my head laying against the door.

Before I could realize what was happening I fell face forward into Rick,he just gripped me tightly and awkwardly.

"This is the l-last time I'm hugging you, Morty, but you need it. I'm n-not mad at you... I'm mad at myself, kid. " He muttered, still hugging me.

I just hugged him a bit tighter before pulling away.

" You don't wanna hug Grandpa? " Rick asked, lightly pushing my shoulder

" I d-do, but after what we saw... It's awkward, Rick... And when you call- call yourself grandpa now... " I trailed off.

Rick laughed lightly. We walked down the stairs again.

" Rick, look at this shit! " I said almost overexcited

I opened the lower part of the fridge, pointing to the tubs of ice cream. Rick practically drooled.

"W-we've hit the mother load, Morty" he said as he walked closer before turning around and eyeing the food on the counter.

"That actually l-looks really fuckin good " he said pointing to the spaghetti... Wow, he's really nice... Wait.

"Rick? A-are you a clone too? A robot?" I asked

"N-not this time, Morty. I promise." He awkwardly said.

"I'm worried about you, Morty, is that so hard to believe? I actually care a-about you, Kid."

I just nodded, not totally believing him, but even a clone or robot Rick would be better than no Rick at all.

"Y-you know... Now that everyone's dead, we can eat on th-the couch." I murmured

Rick smiled and we walked over to the couch, switing the TV on and watching ball fondlers while we ate.

After we finished with our food, I rinsed the plates and sat down on the couch again, Rick was still in the kitchen.

"Morty? Y-you... Uhmmm, you want a beer?" Rick asked almost hesitantly

"You serious?! I-I'd like a beer" Rick walked over to me handing me ice cream and a beer before fetching his own.

We sat and watched ball fondlers till one in the morning.

"Shit! I have fucking school in the morning!" I said, rubbing my face.

"School isn't for sm-"

"Smart people... Y-you know, Rick, you're right! F-fuck school, fuck Jessica and fuck Brad and all the other fuckers"

Rick smiled, he looks better... Lighter when he's young. I smiled back at him.

"I'm gonna learn you so many things, Morty."