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Rixty Minutes

"Coming up next on Shmloo's the Shmloss, Shmlony has a nightmare!" 

The family and I are gathered in the lounge room. Rick, Morty, Summer and Beth on the couch with Jerry on his own seat, and me on my favorite place: the floor. I sit in front of Rick between his legs so I can use the couch as a back-rest.

"Shmlantha! Shmlona!" 

"Amazing. A dimension where all proper nouns begin with 'Shml'." I tip my head back to look at Rick and he makes a funny face and I laugh quietly.

"Shmlangela? Shmlonathan?" I kinda hated the show now. It got really annoying, really fast.

"Alright, that actually got old pretty quick." I spoke up, I look at Rick and he nods, before he can speak, Jerry groans in frustration.

"Rick, will you please go back to me on David Letterman?" Jerry stands up.

"Infinity's a big number, Jerry. I don't remember the channel." Rick smirks, changing the channels.

"Wait! Go back, go back!" Beth demands.

"Jeez." Rick sighs. I look at the TV and see Jerry as an actor.

"Oh, my god. Dad's in Cloud Atlas!" Summer recognizes. 

"I'm in Cloud Atlas! What's Cloud Atlas?" 

"How is this possible?" Beth wonders.

"Infinite timelines, infinite possibilities, including a timeline where Jerry's a movie star. Look, you guys are getting excited about the wrong aspect of this device. Wa- Look at this." Rick grabs the remote and changes it to a show called Quick Mystery.

"And now, another quick mystery." The scene cuts to a criminal handing a police officer a weapon and turning himself in. There was a few other examples but I spaced out due to everyone talking again.

"Now who wants to watch random, crazy TV shows from different dimensions a-and then who wants to narcissistically obsess about their alternate selves." The Smiths, but Morty, agree to the narcissistic option. Rick sighs, stands up and pulls out a device, making me move to make room for him.

"Here. These scan your retinas and let you view parallel timelines through genetically matching versions of your eyes. Go fetch." Rick throws the device and the three Smiths' run into the kitchen. He sits back down and I return to my original spot.

"I'm proud of you both." Rick says.

"Hey, man, I don't give a crap about myself, Rick." Morty says.

"Let's watch some crazy stuff, yo." I laugh and snag the remote of Rick and change the channels. 

"I'm Ants In My Eyes Johnson here at Ants In My Eyes Johnson's Electronics! I mean there's so many ants in my eyes and there's so many TV's! Microwaves! Radios!" I hop up and move to the side of the couch.

"Aight. I'm hungry." I get up and head for the kitchen. Once getting there I see Jerry take off the goggles.

"Goggles." I say putting my hand out. Jerry shakes his head.

"Hell. no." I snag the googles out of his hand. 

"Too slow." I say. I put on the goggles and here a ring tone, turning it to an alternate timeline. There's Rick. I turned the knob to take me to a different timeline. Very few didn't involve Rick. But somehow, he always finds me.

"Here, Summer."  I mumble. Grabbing some wafers and a couple of beers and heading back towards the shows. I put on a fake smile and chuck Rick wafers as I opened one of the beers and drank half of it in one go.