Rick Sanchez || Foxy Grandpa || Rick and Morty

My Rick II

The make out session in the hall didn't last long, just long enough for you and your Rick to get caught by a handful of other Rick's that yours was suppose to help fix the system.

So you found yourself sitting there on a stool that faced the window that showed the rest of the city from what you could see.

There were four other Rick's there with yours, making the total five.

You were glad that about two of them looked different. That made it easier on you. One of them wore the same attire but wore glasses. The other one wore a type of British fashion. The other two were just normal, but one didn't seem as interested in the system as the other.

"So, you're [Name]?"

The uninterested Rick asked. You nodded your head as he stood leaning against the window.

"I'm Rick from X-475-I. There isn't a [Name] where I'm -- I'm from."

He told you. You nodded looking up at him. You blinked slowly.

"Can you tell me why?"

You questioned wondering why you weren't apart of that Rick's world. He gave a shrug and held out his hands in a nonchalant manner.

"Don't guess it worked out with your parents."

He said not really sure what went wrong. You lowered your gaze for a moment before nodding again.

"But, you have a Morty, right?"

"Yeah, I have one."

He said his eyes staying on you. You felt yourself suddenly self conscious and turned back to look out the window.

"H-Hey -- asshole!"

Your Rick belched out while he was working inside the panel of the computer system.

"S-Stop talking to her and get some fucking work done!"

The Rick beside you rolled his eyes and scoffed.

"Don't act so high and mighty just because you have a [Name], C-137!"

He spat back to your Rick. Your Rick then stopped working and swirled around on his stool and glared at the other Rick.

The remaining three Rick's all stopped working for a moment to watch.

You sat there confused as to why your Rick was so pissed off. You understood that he didn't want to be here and had to help with the security system, but he was just being an ass at this point.

Suddenly the bay doors opened to the room and in walked two military Rick's. They gave a long whistle as they looked at you.

"Hey, hey, hey! It's true! So, she is here!"

"Hey -- hey baby, what's cookin good lookin?"

They asked as they entered the room and made a be-line toward you. You blushed, not use to all this attention from so many Rick's. Your Rick yelled and slammed his screw driver down onto the table as he stood up from his chair.

"Get the fuck away from her!"

Rick yelled causing the other two to look at him unamused. They crossed their arms over their chest.

"Lemme guess, you're her Rick?"

"D-Damn right I'm her mother fucking Rick! Now -- now get the fuck out!"

You sat there shocked. Your Rick was acting completely crazy around all these other Rick's to the point where it was scaring you. You didn't like the attention true enough, but Rick was only making things worse for you.

You watched as the other two military Rick's stepped forward toward yours. That's when you hopped up off your stool and stood in front of them with your hands up.

"Come on, you're all Rick's here. Just... just try to get along?"

You offered trying to defuse the situation.

"L-l-l-like hell I'll calm down! [Name], you're going home! I-I-I-I'm tired of this bullshit!"

Your Rick told you as he pulled out his portal gun. You sighed and closed your eyes. Just then the door opened again and in walked an oddly looking Rick.

"O-oh wow! It's true! It's a name!"

The Rick called out. You looked at him. He was odd looking. He had a bowl cut hair and buck teeth. All the other Rick's in the room groaned.

"Oh look -- "

"It's Doofus Rick -- "

"Get outta here shit eater."

The Rick's said finishing each other's sentences. You blinked.

What in the hell?

Doofus Rick frowned and whined.

"I-I don't eat shit!"

He whined. You felt your heart break. This poor Rick was being picked on by the others, including yours, who had just told him to go eat shit.

You puffed out your cheeks as some of the Rick's begun to laugh. Shooting your Rick a look of disapproval it caused him to stop laughing, then he yelled out when you walked over and grabbed Doofus Rick by the arm.

"Hi, I'm C-137 [Name], it's nice to meet you, Rick."

You said softly causing Doofus Rick to blush a little.

"O-o-oh! It's -- It's nice to - to meet you t-t-too!"

He said happily.

"Are you serious right now!?"

Your Rick cried out as he waved his portal gun around.

"You are not seriously talking to him! [Name]!"

You glanced over at your Rick and huffed.

"If I recall correctly you have a security system to fix and I am going to go get ice cream with this Rick!"

You told him causing him to make a duck face toward you as he just looked baffled.

"Come on, let's go."

You huffed dragging the Rick along with you. He gave an unsure look back toward your Rick before the doors closed behind you both.

"J-Jeez, you're -- you're amazing!"

Doofus Rick said as he rubbed the back of his head. You looked up at him with a small smile.

"Nah, I'm just me."

You informed him.

You didn't make it very far down the hall when you heard the door open again and it was those two military Rick's running after you.

"Hey -- "

"Mind if we join?"

They questioned as they caught up to you. You raised a brow, wondering why the Rick's were so fascinated with you.

"Are you going to be assholes?"

Your deadpan sounding question caused them to look at each other before they looked over at Doofus Rick. They rolled their eyes.

"No."

"We'll behave."

They retorted. You nodded your head, finding this new found courage toward so many mysterious Rick's making your stomach warm.

"Alright. Let's go get some ice cream then."