The Post-Credits Scene

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All three of us—with help from Rick's daughter Beth, her husband Jerry, and Morty's sister Summer—loaded the last of the carriers from the Smith's house into the several vans parked in front of it on the street. They were all vans from animal shelters.

"That is one shitload of cats," said Rick as the vans drove off. He brushed off his hands on his clothes. "Fuck, look at all the hair on my lab coat," he remarked with irritation.

"Rick, seriously, I'm touched," I told him. "When I said I was haunted by the thought of those poor void cats, I never thought you'd actually rescue them."

"There will be more of them soon enough, you know. More dumbass physics students will fool around with Schrodinger's experiment and a new crop will start collecting. And I'm not making void cat wrangling a regular thing, Mistress Di!"

"That's would be way beneath you, Rick."

"Hell yeah it would. Fucking cats. And look, I've got another one—here, you take it!"

From his lab coat pocket he pulled a tiny gray kitten, and held it out to me by the scruff of the neck.

"Oh Rick! He's adorable!" I squealed, taking the kitten into my arms.

"His name's Dinger," said Rick noncommittally. "And we're not taking him on any adventures."

I snuggled the soft little creature against my neck, then held his little body dangling out in front of me. He disappeared for a second, then reappeared. "Whoa!" I exclaimed.

"Huh," said Rick, squinting at the kitten. "Well, that's fucking cool."

—End—

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