Back at the Smith house, Jerry is rooting through shelves in Rick's garage. Or should Jerry say his garage. His garage, his house. He moved boxes and some old gadgets that are covered in dust around while he searched for one item, something he hasn't seen in a while and is very certain that Rick did something with it. Beth was about to walk by the garage when she heard something behind dropped on the floor. She walked into the garage and saw her husband going through Rick's things.
"Uh, Jerry, what are you- what are you doing in here?"
"Well, I'm trying to find our weed whacker, 'cause our weeds are whack, yo." Jerry said and walked to the other part of the garage and went through his cupboards.
"But you can't go in the garage when Rick's not here."
"I "can't"?" He knelt down and looked under Rick's desk.
"Well, he just doesn't like it." Jerry scoffed.
"What's he gonna do? Crash rent free at his other family's house?"
"Um, what is that supposed to mean?" Jerry stood up and turned to her.
"Your dad gets to walk all over us because of your abandonment issues. He's playin' you, shorty." Jerry touched her shoulder, prompting her to push his hand away and give him a glare.
"Oh stop affecting that stupid hip-hop dialect."
"Stop shifting the crosshairs to my ironic urban patois just because your relationship with your father is to' up from the flo' up."
"What are you talk-"
"EEUUGH-UGHHH-AUBH!!" Beth was about to say something in response to Jerry before they both heard strange and eerie screeching in the room. Like an animal, but one they've never heard before.
"What... the hell was that?" Jerry asked as he and Beth looked around nervously. Beth rubbed her arm as she touched Jerry's shoulder.
"I-I don't know, let's just leave." Beth whispered to Jerry.
"AAAUUGHH-LLEE-BLUHH!!" More gurgling sounds were heard in the room, startling Beth and Jerry as they looked around. Jerry then looked down and kicked a rug that was between them. Jerry then bent down and threw the rub to the side and found something that upset him more.
"Oh my-... That is a hatch! Your father put a hatch in my garage, Beth!"
"You don't know it was him..." Jerry gave her a look that read "really?" before Beth continued. "Anyway, we're not supposed to be in here."
"Obviously neither is whatever's gurgling down there."
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Back to Unity's planet, Rick wanders the streets a little after his grandkids and not-grandkid left with a group of Unitys. The assimilated. Rick is approaching a news stand and reads what was on the newspaper.
"Huh, "World peace achieved." Nice. Little weird to publish a paper about it for yourself, but hey. So, what's next?" He asked the newsagent, who sold a newspaper to Unity in a suit.
"After I become a type-one civilization, this world will be invited into the Galactic Federation." The newsagent explained to Rick as Rick leaned against the stand.
"Oh, goody." Rick said sarcastically as he rolled his eyes. The Unity in the suit then walked passed him and began to speak.
"From there, I'll have access to countless planets and species." Then a female Unity in a yellow suit walked beside them.
"One by one, I will unify them. I will become the universe, and I will be what the single-minded once called a god." She explained as she walked up to a bus stop.
"Ooooh- wah, I like that. That's pretty sexy. Hey listen, where can we get a drink around here?" An elderly Unity got off the bus in front of him.
"Recreational substances were phased out here. There's no need for escape from the self when your world is one."
"Oh god. Unity, Unity, who am I talking to? I watched you assimilate a whole police station just to get your hands on the evidence locker." Then a delivery Unity walked over to him as the elderly Unity walked into a building.
"Rick, when we first met, I was a young hive mind with the population of a small town. People change..." He said and got into his car before driving away.
"Especially when I change them," A homeless Unity spoke up while sitting on the ground holding a guitar, "I'm sorry to disappoint you... but I've grown."
"Hey listen, I've grown too." He said and received looks from the other Unity pedestrians, Rick noticed and raised his hands up in defense.
"I have! See, I've-I've reconnected with my family, right?"
"Hm," A police officer Unity chuckled slightly as she leaned against her car, "And why's that, I wonder?"
"Maybe it's a part of getting old," Rick starts as he walks up to her, "Maybe I just missed being with... a collective." Rick held her hands and then kissed her. She reached her arms around him and hugged him back as a crowd formed around them.
"Yes, Rick. Yes. Yes."
"Oh yeah." Rick and Unity moaned as the crowd slightly cheered them on.
"Wait, wait, stop. Hold it." Rick pulled away a little, "N-not like this... We need a hang glider, and a crotchless Uncle Sam costume, and I want the entire field of your largest stadium covered end to end with naked redheads, and I want the stands packed with every man that remotely resembles my father."
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(Julia's pov)
The Unitys brought us to a mountain, they've made us up some beach chairs and gave us a large plate full of hamburgers. We watched as a mountain was being carved into the shape of the three of our heads. At this moment, we are being fanned and eating hamburgers. Well, Morty and I are eating a hamburger, Summer sat there with a disturbed look on her face. I will say that this whole Unity thing is strange and... a little unsettling, taking over a whole populations against the civilians' will. The aliens on the ship were terrified before they were puked on... ew. But what if there's a reason for Unity to do that? Or is she insane? I don't know, best not to upset her I guess. I don't want to be force to eat vomit. Hope nothing happens and we don't get to experience that, or see vomit again. It was the same color... Ugh, stop thinking about vomit, Jules, you're eating.
"Wow, look at them go. So coordinated." Morty said with a mouthful of food. I swallowed and glanced over to Summer as I set my burger down.
"What's your problem? They're making you into a Mount Rushmore."
"And they made burgers!" Morty tried.
"Guys, open your eyes! There is no "they". These poor people's bodies are being used. They're a planet of puppets." The Unity fanning her stopped and spoke to her.
"Uh, I can hear you."
"Ugh!" Summer scoffed angrily at him.
"Well, it seems like everybody here's cool with it... Except for all those redheads. They seem like they're in a hurry to be somewhere else." Morty said as we watched six red headed Unitys walking away from us at one direction. A clown Unity holding balloons walked over to us.
"Balloon, Summer? Balloon, Morty and Julia?"
"No, we don't want your dumb balloons, ok? We're bored. Take us back to Rick."
"Now's... not a good time..."
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Little Concessions (Rick and Morty Fanfic)
FanfictionWhen Beth and Jerry Smith had their second child, Morty, they decided that two children was enough. Of course, they thought that they could only handle just two, since they were just kids themselves. But what would they do if a young child was dropp...
