𝔢𝔪𝔬𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫𝔞𝔩 𝔱𝔲𝔯𝔪𝔬𝔦𝔩⋆ ★

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"I gotta say guys," Morty started, looking between Juniper and Rick, "it's pretty great to be in this spaceship just the three of us ya know?" 

"It is," Juniper smiled.

"Just cruising around, Rick, Morty and Juniper style," Morty moved his hand in one smooth motion.

"I agree Morty," Rick burped out, "it's nice to get back to the basics, after a pretty intense mixed bag of a year."

"Yeah," Morty agreed, "normally it'd just be us and now we get to bring Juniper along with us, and that's pretty great," he nodded along to his sentence with a smile.

"I'm happy to be here," Juniper beamed.

"Yeah, she's alright," Rick teased.

"Hey!" Juniper slapped his arm, "I'm better than alright you jerk!"

"I'm joking!" Rick laughed, "geez catch your breath."

Juniper laughed with him, but stopped when a bug smacked onto the window, "whoa!" Morty yelled.

"Relax," Rick reassured, "that's what windshields are for."

"I didn't know that there were bugs out in space!" Morty exclaimed.

"Well, what did you think Morty?" Rick shrugged, "life just developed on Earth by itself? Here let me take care of this," he pressed his wipers to try and wash the bug off, but instead it ended up smearing all over the window.

"Ew Rick," Juniper gagged, "that's disgusting."

"Guess I'm out of fluid," Rick said, "l-let me find a place to stop."

Juniper looked around at the planet Rick had stopped at, "very old western," she pointed out, watching them hover closer to the ground.

"Hey muchacho," Rick called to a man, "does your planet have wiper fluid yet, or are you going to freak out and start worshipping us?"

"The general store ought to have what you need," the man said pointing to a store not too far from them.

"Thanks," Rick nodded at him.

"Of course, you'll be wanting to be gone from here by sundown," he warned.

"Yeah, sure thing," Rick said rolling up the window, before stopping quickly and turning to the man, "wait a minute, what? Why?"

"Sundown is when the festival begins," he said happily.

"The festival?" Morty leaned over Rick.

"Ooh well, for millennia, our society has been free of crime and war," the man explained, "living in perfect peace-"

"Oh! I know what this is!" Rick cut the man off, "you've been able to sustain world peace because you have one night a year where you all run around, robbing and murdering each other without consequence!" He ranted.