(Told in Felon Morty's POV)
I was being transported to another galactic prison by a pair of guard Rick and Morty's. I fought the two Morty's and ran for it before the Ricks could get me.
"SO LONG!" I shouted once I got out of their site. After awhile I got tired and I passed out. I think it was almost two hours I finally woke up. Everything was blurry for a moment. I regained my vision and saw a Bartender Morty sitting on some rocks drinking a beer.
"You look like you need a drink there bud." He told me and offered me some kind of drink. I thanked him and took a drink. He asked me how I ended up here.
"My old Rick and I were arrested for assisting Rick of C-137. Its become a crime to assist C-137 now." I told him sighing. He tried to take my cuffs off but it was he failed. He and I got done resting we started to walk. We heard a Rick talking.
"Why would the portal send us to a place like this?" I heard the Rick says. After that I heard a female voice telling him not to worry. Bartender saw the other Morty, a pitch black one and said he was going after it. I watched him battle the shadow looking Morty. After a few minutes a Morty with long hair came in and was beating him up. The Rick we heard came over to them and chipped him. In a panic when they were leaving I ran away again. It was starting to get dark, I couldn't see where I was going. I tripped over something and hit my head on a rock. I got up feeling dizzy and I stumbled across a girl Morty. She saw me fumbling around and helped me get on my feet.
"Oh jeez are you ok?" She asked me. I told her I fine. She was staring at my handcuffs. In a split second she had grabbed my hands and smashed the cuffs on a rock. My hands were free. I thanked her and gave her a hug. It lasted several minutes until I felt a sharp pain in my arm. I pushed her away and looked at my arm. There was a chip in it.
"Are you a Rick....?" I asked her. She was picking up sticks then looked over at me.
"I'm not a Rick. I'm Mortician." She said. I started picking up firewood too. While we were walking back she was explaining everything to me. I wasn't really paying attention because I was kinda just staring at her. We got back to her Rick, I saw bartender again and the same black Morty from before. I couldn't see it but I could tell that the black one was sorta jealous that I was walking next to Morticia. Aw jeez this isn't going to end up well.
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Rick and Morticia: Pocket Mortys edition
Fanfiction* This was a draft to see if people would like it, but now it's gonna be a full fledge story * (**This does not tie into the last story**) ((Also told in Morticia's POV but Bonus chapters will be in different POV)) "Rick of C-342, It has come to our...
