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Auto Erotic Assimilation

lmao, imma just write in my life problems lowkey in this ep. 

We arrive at Unity's planet, I look around, watching the people interact.

"Quite an operation you got going here Une. You're a whole planet now huh?" Rick rips me away from my thoughts.

"After we broke up, I spend some time wandering through space," The woman says, then to the thin man next to her, "then I found this world," then a third man stepped forward, "where I was better able to focus on my passion for unification."

"You mean stealing peoples' bodies?" Summer sneered. She stood next to me, I guess she understood cause she shot me an apologetic look.

"Summer, rude. Why don't you kids run off and play with Unity while Unity and I do some catching up." Four aliens come over to Morty, Summer and I then proceed to put a hand on our shoulders. 

"Ugh." Summer rolls her eyes.

"No thanks, I'd rather keep my body." I refuse Rick's order.

"You're guests here on my planet, you're free to be yourselves; I've never been good at disappointing Rick." I felt like I got punched in the stomach but made a lot of effort to hide it, Summer obviously noticed though.

"Well now I'm going to barf. Come on, Y/N." She grabbed my hand and walked me away and it took everything in me not to either cry or punch Unity.

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I watch the mountain become transformed into our faces as I felt a breeze from the person who was fanning us. Beside me, a platter of hamburgers sits there, being picked at one by one.

"Look at 'em go! So coordinated! What's your problem? They're making you into a Mount Rushmore! They made burgers!" Morty says through a burger, dragging me back into reality.

"Morty, open your eyes! There is no they! These poor peoples' bodies are being used! They're a planet of puppets!" Summer shouts at him.

"I can hear you." The fan holder behind me sags slightly. Summer scoffs.

"Well, seems like everybody here's cool with it. Except for all those redheads. They seem like they're in a hurry to be somewhere else." I felt a twist in my stomach knowing Rick liked redheads, they were probably on their way to have an orgy with Rick.

"Balloon, Summer? Balloon, Morty? Balloon, Y/N?" I waved him away and stared at the 'Mount Rushmore' and sighed.

"No, we don't want your dumb balloons. We're bored. Take us back to Rick." Summer growls, a little too aggressively. 

"Now's... not a good time." He avoids our eyes and I look around and hear noise from the stadium.

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Morty and I end up being dragged into the town with Summer holding a megaphone. 

"Wake up people! You have to fight it! You're under the spell of an evil monster!" She says through the speaker.

"I can hear you." A man, a little upset, comes up to us 3.

"Yeah! So you keep saying!" She begins to slap the man.

"Summer!" Morty yells at her.

"Wake up! You have to have some individuality left in there!" She continues to slap him and I pull her a back a little bit and yet she resists.

"Why do you hate me, Summer?" The man asks through the slaps, his face beginning to bruise.

"I'm not talking to you! I'm talking to..." She reaches into his pocket and grabs his wallet, and flips over to his license. "...Steven Phillips! Steven! Set yourself free!"