Dimensionless Destination: Rick x Reader

Chapter #1 The House is Ricked

After I finally got the time to sit down and watch the first episode of Rick and Morty season three, I opened a new tab and googled to see if there's a recipe for McDonald's szechuan sauce. The top link looked promising, but when I clicked on it, a pop up ad was displayed on the screen. Usually the ad takes a while to load since my laptop is as crappy as Morty's parenting skills, but this one loaded right away. The ad had a picture of Morty freaking out with big, bold letters that declared, "Get out of the house!"

..Really? I know that their promos aren't exactly amusing, but it's like they aren't trying anymore when it comes to advertising. I clicked the X on the top right corner, but another ad came up. It was a video this time, and Rick was on the thumbnail. What the hell, right? It's not like I ever make the recipes I find online, anyways. I clicked the play button. "Get out of the f- errrup-cking way!" Rick yelled. It seemed like he and Morty weren't in control of the spaceship. I'm not sure if there's some sort of joke in that promo that I don't understand, but it definitely means something, right? Anyways, it's just a boring advertisement. I clicked on the X again, but more of those Rick and Morty ads kept popping up. Great, it probably has a virus now. That's fine, I'll just wait for the other die hard fans to sign that online petition to bring the sauce back.

What am I even doing? Wasting my brain cells on the internet when I could be throwing a party with my family gone on vacation? I looked at my phone, thinking about who I could get trashed with, when I suddenly remembered I have to shower before I think about getting out of the house. I yawned and sat up from my bed. I connected my phone to my radio with the aux cord, picked a playlist, cranked it up, and stepped into the shower. 

One minute into the song and I hear buzzing from the radio. I twisted the cord, and that seemed to fix it. When I finished my shower, I heard static from it again. I walked up to it when the sound coming from the radio blasted my ears. "Listen, this- th-this is your last chance to get the hell out of the house! L-leave, dammit!"And again, it was in Morty's voice. Okay, I can't really lie at this point, I'm both scared shitless and amazed. I slipped on underwear, grabbed the rest of my clothes and frantically tried putting them on as I was leaving. I sprinted out of the bathroom with just my underwear, managed to run down the stairs with my bra on, and right when I reached the door with a long sweater on, I heard loud whirring and the screams of an adolescent boy. I screamed myself, as I opened the door and stepped outside, nearly shitting my pants. Now that I think about it, I can't even find my damn pants. I must have dropped them somewhere around the house. Is it even worth trying to save that pair? I debated in my head. 

The space cruiser from the show collided into my house, hitting exactly where my room was a few seconds ago. So much for considering to become my jeans' hero; I literally have no clothing now, except for a bra, a sweater, and my boy-short underwear, and I'm already wearing all three. This is it. My only outfit is indecent, any money that I had in my room was probably obliterated now, my parents are going to come back with around half the house gone now. I'm pretty much done with life. 

God, could this day get any worse? A teenaged boy with a yellow shirt stood up from my room debris, making me remember that there's totally some freaky shit going on, and I don't exactly understand it, but God does it look like it's gonna be awesome. "Holy shit." I said, letting my thought slip out. "Is this actually happening!?"

"Morty, I'm feughh- fine. Which earth dimension is this, C-134?" I heard a very familiar and distinct voice call him. I cautiously approach them. I was right behind them, and they didn't seem to notice me.

"Haww geez, Rick, ww-w-we just blew up some girl's house, Rick." Morty wined.

"It's not like the entire thing is broken, Morty, it's only like one or two-ooo rooms.."