Rick Sanchez || Foxy Grandpa || Rick and Morty

My Rick III

You laughed along side all three Rick's as you licked up your ice cream. You were smiling from ear to ear listening about their adventures they had with their Morty's as you all walked back to the computer room.

Once entering the room your smile instantly fell when only two Rick's remained, and neither one of them were yours.

"Where is C-137?"

You questioned trying to not have the anxiety in your voice show. The Rick with glasses turned around and looked at you with a cocked brow.

"He left to go down to the electrical room. There's a problem with the power supply that needs to be rerouted back to this computer here."

He informed you.

"Oh... when... when will he be back?"

You asked only to have a shrug as your answer. You frowned. You didn't like being in a strange place where you didn't know where your Rick was or when he'd be back.

True, you left to go get ice cream, but you knew where Rick was prior to leaving, now you had no idea where he went to in terms of the room's location.

"Awe jeez [Name] are you okay? You don't look so good?"

Do of us Rick questioned. You looked at him for a moment. You felt a little anxious but you could tell you were starting to sweat a bit.

It was your separation issues.

"Y-yeah, I'm fine. I'm just... I have... I just have separation anxiety is all."

You tried to explain causing the five Rick's in the room to look at you oddly.

"O-o-oh no. Are you gonna be okay?"

Doofus Rick questioned walking you toward the stool, only to be stopped by one of the military Rick's.

"Hey I know what will get your mind off things."

He said taking the ice cream from your hand and passing it off to Doofus Rick. Your eyes widened as the military Rick towered over you with a large smirk across his lips. You didn't like this. You didn't like this at all.

Suddenly his lips crashed down onto your and you sucked in a deep breath through your nose.

Your hands darted up and you shoved him off you as you yelped.

"W-What the hell is your problem!"

You cried out causing the Rick that was just kissing you to scoff and approach again. Your eyes widened as you back up against the window, no where to run.

"I'm just trying to help you relax babe. No need to be so rough... unless that's what you like?"

He questioned with a sick grin across his lips. You shook your head quickly.

"Y-You're not my Rick! S-Stay the h-hell away from me!"

You spat causing the Rick to laugh. Doofus Rick rushed forward and attempted to grab the advancing one by the arm, but was pulled back and thrown onto his back by the other military Rick.

"Stay the fuck outta this. Go eat some shit why don't you?"

The Rick spato as he crossed his arms over his chest and turned to watch the show before him.

"C-137 isn't going to be happy when he returns and sees you fucking with his [Name]."

The Rick with glasses stated to the two military Rick's. They both just scoffed and gave a shrug.

"The fuck is he going to do about it -- "

"He won't do shit!"

They both said with a slight laugh. That's when Doofus Rick took a moment and looked at you. The two of you locked eyes before he stood up on his feet again. He gave a deep frown before he turned around and ran out of the room.

You felt your stomach drop.

Your only hope had ran out the door and left you alone with two very egar Rick's and a pair that seemed like they had better things to do than pay any mind to what was going on behind them.

Both military Rick's smirked as they started to unbuckle their uniforms.

"Alright [Name], we're gonna take good care of you."

"You'll be begging and scream -- and screaming for more before you know it."

They told you causing heat to rise to your cheeks. You swallowed the thickness in your throat.

Why hadn't you just listened to your Rick and went home?