"Steve, I just got a weird e-mail. Did you buy us airline tickets?" Jerry asked his brother as he set his phone down.
"Aw shoot, it was supposed to be a surprise! I wanted to thank you for letting me live here all this time, so I'm treating the family to a vacation!"
"Steve, you're so sweet!" Beth said.
"Thanks, Uncle Steve!" Morty added.
"Best uncle ever!"
"Look out world, the Smith family is goin' to Paris!" Jerry and Steve raised their coffee mugs in a toast and took a sip, as Morty and Summer cheered.
"Yeah! Awesome!" Summer cheered as Rick walked into the room, yawning and tosses some unusual glowing stones into the kitchen garbage, causing loud crashing noises as they hit the bottom.
"Hey, Rick, I don't like glowing rocks in the kitchen trash."
"Well, I don't like your unemployed genes in my grandchildren, Jerry. But life is made of little concessions." (😎)
"I, you know what, I..." Jerry looked down at his plate of food as his brother put a hand on his shoulder.
"Don't worry, you're gonna land on your feet, Jer. Some company out there's gonna thank they're lucky stars they hired my little brother!" Steve lifted Jerry's spirits as Rick shot daggers at the unfamiliar person.
"Who the fuck are you?" Rick asked suspiciously.
"Um... My goofy brother Steve. He's been living here almost a year now, are you losing your mind?"
"Hah, hey someone's been spending too much time around glowing rocks am I right?" Everyone, apart from Rick, laughs as he finally understands the situation. In a sudden move, Rick takes out his gun and fires a shot at Steve, causing purple blood to immediately gush out of his mouth and the bullet wound. The family cried out in shock as Steve's body tumbled from the chair and landed heavily on the floor.
"OH MY GOD!!"
"WHAT'D YOU DO?!?!"
"CALL AN AMBULANCE!!"
"OH GOD, STEVE!!" Jerry picked up Steve's body and held on to him, crying.
"What the hell, Rick? What the hell?!" Morty asked while Rick put his gun away before speaking up to the family.
"Everybody just relax for a second. There's no such thing as an "Uncle Steve." That is an alien parasite." Uncle Steve's form metamorphoses into a worm-like creature with hues of blue and purple, spraying pink fluid onto Jerry as the family watches in horror.
"But I've known him my whole life!" Jerry wiped the blood from his hands in disbelief.
"No, you haven't, Jerry." Rick proceeds to don a set of gloves before carefully positioning the creature's body on the table, oozing pink liquid as he begins his examination.
"These telepathic little bastards, they embed themselves in memories and then th-th-they use those to multiply, spread out, and take over planets. It's-It's disgusting."
"Steve wasn't real?" Morty asked.
"He's a real piece of shit! This is a big one, someone probably tracked in last week on the bottom of their shoe or on a piece of alien fruit." Rick said and stared at Summer.
"Someone?"
"Get off the high road, Summer. We all got pink eye because you won't stop texting on the toilet."
"Hey, that wasn't me, that... ugh, never mind." Summer gave up and looked away.
"But Uncle Steve taught me how to ride a bike."
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Little Concessions (Rick and Morty Fanfic)
FanficWhen 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...
