Finals

Drastic Powernap

It was the end of the school year, second semester to be exact and Morty was cramming for his finals. He had been going off with Rick way too much for him to study. Rick didn't do well with this, he got jealous easily. Wanting his sidekick, he went upstairs and into his grandson's bedroom. He grabbed his arm and tried pulling him to the door.

"Come on, Mor-rr-ty. We got stuff to do." He says, belching half of it.

"W-what?- Rick, no, I can't! Rick, I have to study." Morty protests, dark circles under his eyes showing more. He was sleep deprived and exhausted. The teen had been drinking coffee and studying for hours, since last night. The afternoon sun did nothing for his mood or sight either.

"C'mon, Morty I-I need to go-"

"No!"

Rick paused, eyes wide as Morty popped off.

"Rick!- I can't go anywhere! Don't you get that? I-I have to stay here! I've been studying for days and hours and so long I don't even know!" Morty cries out, holding his head and slowly falling on his grandfather. Rick just stared, watching him slowly fall to the floor. Soon Ricks surprised face became an annoyed one. He glared as Morty snored on his shoes, laid out and sleeping.

"Little shit." He muttered and looked up to his text books. Each book was covered in a large quantity of drool. Rick sighed and put the boy to bed, all books stacked neatly by his bedside. He closed the door softly and left, going downstairs to watch TV and drink a little.