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Meeseeks and Destroy

Rick, Morty and I run as Beth, Jerry and Summer chase behind us. Except. It wasn't actually Beth, Jerry and Summer. And that alone terrified me. Anyways, the trio tackled Rick and I while Morty runs to the end of the hallway. Rick throws a box to Morty.

"Morty, do it! Hit the button now!" Rick calls out.

"I can't do it. They're my parents and sister!" Morty objects. Morty looks to the box, to Rick and then to me. I look at him with desperation.

"Morty. I already told you. It's not your family! They're clones from an alternate reality, possessed by demonic alien spirits from another dimension! Do you need a mnemonic device?" Rick yells.

I let out of grunt of pain when 'Summer' scratches my arm. A little too hard. Blood starts to show and I look at Morty. "Just hit the button!" I yell. Beth goes towards Morty. I have no idea what he saw, but whatever it was it made Morty scream and hit the button.

The device lit up and the clones are melting into the box. I watch as their skin horrifically melts. My mouth drops open and I feel sick to the stomach. Rick praises Morty, shoots a portal and we all walk through it.

Rick talks to himself as Morty heads into the corner of the garage and empties the content of his stomach while I dry-heave near Rick. He grabs a med-kit and opens it. Pulling a chair around, he silently tells me to sit down and starts patching up my arm. 

"You guys okay? I told you not to trust that tuna."

"I just killed my family! I don't care what they were." Morty says angrily.

"I don't know, Morty. Some people'd pay top dollar for that kind of breakthrough." Rick comments, wrapping the bandage around my arm.

"You know what, Rick?" Morty gritted irritably. "I'm done with these insane adventures! That was really traumatizing! I quit! I'm out!"

Rick looks shocked and quickly grabs Morty on the arm. I pack up the med-kit for him and sit back down.

"Woah, woah, woah. Come on, d-don't be like that. The universe is a crazy, chaotic place." Rick says, his attempt at sympathy failing miserably.

"You're the one that's crazy and chaotic! Adventures are supposed to be simple and fun."

"Oh, yea, Morty. That's real easy to say from the sidekick position. But how about next time you be in charge and then we'll talk about how simple and fun it is." I raise my eyebrow and Rick's proposal and look to Morty.

"Seriously, Rick? You'll let me call the shots?" I decided that it would be kinda boring if it wasn't something in it for them both.

"Okay, yea, fine." I interrupt. "Let's make this a little interesting. Morty: if your adventure sucks and we bail halfway through it, you lose the right to bitch about all future adventures." 

Rick makes a gesture, prompting me to add something. "And, you have to do Rick's laundry for a month." Rick looks super unimpressed when his name comes out of my mouth.

"Rick: If Morty's adventure turns out good, he gets to be in charge of every... lets say third adventure." 

"Every tenth." I look to Morty for approval.

"Deal." He says, shaking Rick's hand. "Come on, let's get going." 

As soon as Morty finishes his sentence, Beth, Jerry and Summer all come in with their own problems.

"Wow, hat trick. Morty, let's put a pin in this, I gotta help your pathetic family." 

"That sounds like something a chicken would say, Rick." I cockily comment. Morty joins in and clucks.