The Diary

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       The next morning, I woke up to find Morty gone. He left a note.

        Rick, mom and I went to pick up a few things. Summer is okay now. She and Mark are helping us. We'll still do this traditionally. I'll see you when I'm walking towards forever.
                     Morty.

       I sighed in frustration, praying that he would make it okay. I trusted Beth to keep him safe, knowing she could do it.

       I sat up, rubbing the sleep from my eyes as I did so. "This is it." I wandered towards my closet, digging in the back to pull out the only suit I've ever owned.

       "I'll see you when you're walking towards forever, baby." 

-x-

       As I stood in the church, talking with Squanchy hours before people would show up, I was absolutely terrified.

       What if the kid decides he doesn't want me? What if he decides he doesn't want to have to run away anymore? I don't know what I'll do if he runs back up the aisle, or if he doesn't show up at all. God, I can't take this.

       "Squanchy, we still haven't found his dipshit father." Squanchy nodded knowingly, "We'll keep him safe. Trust me. Squanchything will be alright." I fidgeted with one of the buttons on this damn suit, shifting my weight from foot to foot. Morty was practicing his little walk, Summer, Mark, and Beth were in there with him. It's ok. Everything will be fine.

       "Thanks, Squanchy." I took off to my little section, staring into my reflection in a mirror. "I can do this. We'll be happy."

       As I stood there, I heard a light knock before 132 walked in, dressed in his suit. "Talk about stressful." He walked over to me and laid a hand on my back, "As your best man, I take the duty of getting you ready for this." He stood tall, "You can do this. And when you do, I can do the same. I'm hoping this will convince the kid to get hitched with me, too, as double security." He chuckled lightly, "If yours throws a bunch of flowers, make sure my little man catches that thing." He winked and I laughed, feeling slightly better, "You got it."

       At this moment, I was thankful for the people who had stuck by my side. I was thankful for 132 for being the biggest damn help ever, and I was thankful for whatever power led me here.

-x-

       The organ playing up in a balcony was an extremely familiar sound, excited chatter rising through the room. 132 and Squanchy stood near me, waiting for the moment. The chatter came to an abrupt stop when the wedding march started playing. I bit my tongue, praying with every fiber of my being that nothing would go wrong. 

       As the march played, two individuals pulled the doors open, revealing Morty. He stood tall in his little white suit, blushing profusely as he took his first step. As he progressed, he smiled, staring at me. My heart skipped a beat, staring at Morty walking down the aisle, towards our forever.

       A few months ago, years, even, I never would've seen myself in this moment. I never would have pictured myself in this blissful scene, my Morty walking towards me in his full white suit, blushing madly as people stood all around him, adoring stares as he progressed. He looked absolutely stunning, and I realized how lucky I was. There really were very few Rick's that made it this far, and I was proud to be one of them, despite the difficulties.

       However, noticing all these wonderful things about Morty meant I noticed the things going on all around him. 

       From the back of the room, two figures were moving around. 

       Jerry and that doofus.

       I glanced over at Beth, motioning for her to turn around. The two figures continued moving, slinking off to the sides. Beth grabbed Summer and Mark, casually moving around to cut them off. Morty kept walking, giving me a confused glance. I motioned for him not to worry, that it was under control.

       And it was. There was no way in hell anybody was going to interrupt this perfect moment. All powers were making sure nothing got in our way. Beth looped around while Summer and Mark cut them off in their tracks. As Morty advanced, I snickered, watching the three of them take down the two idiots and drag them to another room before resuming their seats. I smiled at the three of them before turning my attention back to Morty, watching as he grew closer.

       I wanted so badly to sprint forward and wrap him in my arms, but I contained myself, watching as he finally stood directly in front of me, peering up shyly. I felt a blush creep onto my face as well as I lost myself in his green orbs, unintentionally tuning Squanchy's words out for a while. 

       In his eyes, I saw everything I could ever want or need. I saw the life I wanted all along, the emotion that I would get to experience. I saw the memories, watching him grow from a teenager into a man. I remembered everything I had put him through, every moment that led up to this one right now.

       I was drawn out of my thoughts when I saw Morty's lips moving to form the words 'I do'.

       I turned to Squanchy, listening. "Do you, Rick Sanchez, take Morty Smith to be your squanch, to have and to squanch, in sickness and in health, as long as you both shall squanch?"

       "I just have to say something first." I drew in a breath, "In your eyes, Morty, I see forever. I see everything I have been waiting to have, and everything we've ever been through. I see my forever, your forever, and our forever." I smiled, watching Morty try to blink back tears.

       "I do."