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Season 2 - Mortynight Run

so i was gonna do s2e1 but that was too hard and i didnt wanna give you guys bad work. so enjoy mortynight run because this is one of my fav eps and i got MASS plans for the next episode...

Driving into a sketchy parking garage, Morty clumsily parks the ship while also damaging surrounding vehicles.

"Okay, wait here." Rick says, looking at Morty and then turning to me and the back. I put my hands up in surrender and then pull out my phone to play solitaire. 

"I wanna come with." Morty objects. This kid doesn't know how to give up.

"Don't come with. It's boring, it's business stuff." Rick belches.

"What kinda business do you do in a garage?" I laugh from the back.

"Yeah. You know, this seems a little shady." Morty protests.

"Right, like nothing shady ever happened in a fully furnished office? You ever hear about Wall Street? Y-You know what those guys do in th—in their fancy board rooms? They take their balls, and they dip 'em in cocaine, and they wipe 'em all over each other. You know, Grandpa goes around, and he does his business in public because Grandpa isn't shady." I snort as a knock on Rick's window distracts him. "Ah, crap. Hey, what's up?"

"Hey, Rick! Haha! Here you go, three thousand ! D'you have the weapon?" A creature said... a little too happy for my taste.

"Can... Can we please...? This is my grandson, Morty. And this is Y/N my... I don't know, girlfriend, maybe? Eh, doesn't matter." My jaw and phone both drop to the ground.

"Well hi Morty and Y/N! I'm Krombopulos Michael! I'm an assassin. I buy guns from Rick." He greets us. 

"Ugh." Rick passes the guy a case and he opens it and inspects the gun.  "Here, now go away."

"Ooh, yeah, this looks deadly. So this shoots antimatter? My target can't be killed with regular matter. Nice to meet you, Morty and Y/N! Listen, if you ever need anybody murdered," Krom-whatever-his-name-is passes Morty and I a card each. "Please give me a call. I'm very discrete—"

"Y-Y-Y-You're gonna give them your card?!" Rick panics.

"I have no code of ethics, I will kill anyone, anywhere! Children, animals, old people, doesn't matter. I just love killing!" He leaves while Morty and I turn to Rick.

"...You sell weapons to killers for money?" Morty's face screws up in anger and I don't even know where to begin with him saying we were together. It's not that it's an issue, I just never expected him to say it himself. He's Rick Sanchez and it's impossible to tie him down.

"Ugh... You've got what the intergalactic call a very planetary mindset, Morty. It's more complicated out here!" Rick hold up a bag and shakes it. "These are Flurbos. Do you understand what two humans can accomplish with three thousand of these?"

"Uh, what?"

"An entire afternoon at Blips and Chitz!" He yells excitedly. The two boys in the front switch seats and Rick races to the arcade place. 

"Aw, this place is the best. It's got beer, games, prizes, and you can never tell what time it is." Rick wraps his arm around my shoulder and looks around, I do the same but I get caught up in my thoughts.

"You sold a gun to a murderer so you could play video games?" I take his arm of and face him.

"Yeah, sure, if you spend all day shuffling words around you can make anything sound bad." He sits Morty down and places a helmet on his head. "Here, check this out." Morty's eyes roll back into his head and I take the opportunity to talk to Rick about earlier.