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AN// This Fic involves swearing, If you can't handle it- Don't read it.
Oh M-Morty!" Rick called out from his garage, When he heard no response, he cocked an eyebrow, and he rushed into the house, poking his head into the living room. "BrrrAP-!! M-Morty??" Rick belched through mid-sentence. "Beth? ..Summer?" Rick called out as the walked around the house, pushing open the door to jerry's office. "Jerry, you in here being stupid?" Rick blinked, and paused for a moment. Another burp slipping out, before reaching into his pocket and pulled out his Whiskey flask, muttering "God dammit" and taking a swig as he made his way back into his garage. "Another family outing, W-without my consent.."
Rick stared down at his messy desk, as he looked around curiously. "Mr. Poopybutthole isn't even here... //URP- Strange.." He shook his head as he grabbed a screwdriver, as he assembled a few scraps together. A few moments of awkward silence, intermixed with random burping and hiccuping, until a light giggle could be heard in Rick's garage.
"Fucking knew it- Morty you l-little Piece of /Hck/ Shit- Get out from under my Desk" Rick said blankly, As he kicked the leg of the table, and a loud yelp coming from no other but morty, as he slid out from the desk, and grabbed Rick's ankles, and yanking his feet out from under him. This- He did not expect.
"M-Morty What the Hee-EEEELL?!" Rick cried out, as he fell backwards, landing on the floor with a gasp, as he glared daggers at his grandson. "M-M-MORTY Y-YOU LITTLE SHIT!" Rick snapped at the boy.
"Hahaha- I G-got you Rick!" Morty squeaked out, smiling brightly up at rick. The old man groaned and took another drink from his flask. "Where the hell is your family?" "M-mom Dad and Summer are out shopping, While I stayed behind." Morty rubbed his arm, "S-so I decided to Pull A-a Prank on you?" Morty stuttered, looking up at rick, giggling awkwardly.
"Oh really? You think that's funny huh? Well I'll give ya something to laugh about!" Rick grinned, as he grabbed rick and he wrestled him to the floor, and put him into a headlock, Rubbing his knuckles against morty's head.
"A-Ah! C-Cohohome On! Quit it rick! Hahaha!~" Morty squealed, and tried to push his Grandpa off.
"Aaaahaha! Noogie-Noogie-Noog-!" Rick was cut off by a loud belch, his eyes crossing slightly, Until he felt Morty Grab his sides, as he let out a shriek which turned into a loud squeak, Practically throwing the Giggling boy off him.
"H-Hahaha! R-Rick what the hell was Thahat?!" Morty sat up and snorted into his wrist, trying his best not to laugh- Rick on the other hand, Pretending to look like he could care less, Coughs it off as nothing, His face growing slightly red. "N-Nothing! Why Th-The-..The hell you ask so many Questions Morty??" Rick snapped at his grandson, Then took out his flask, taking a little too Forced casual sip from his alcoholic beverage.
"W-Wait-- Rick, Are you Tic--" Morty was cut off by Rick's eyes widening, and exploded into a wheezing sputtering-coughing fit.
