(10:03 am)
(y/n)'s P. O. V.
I walk through a portal I just made, appearing in my living room. I rush upstairs and into my bedroom. I take out black jeans, a purple jacket and a black tank top. I then take out socks, underwear, a bra and shoes. I throw my clean clothes into my private bathroom, turning on the shower immediately. I rip off my bloody clothes, throwing them into the hamper. I hop into the shower, scrubbing off all the blood.
"I better be getting a raise for that." I say through my teeth. I finnish up and get out, drying myself. I throw my clothes on and walk downstairs. I go to the front door, reaching for the handle. I gasp and drop to the ground once I feel something hard smack against the back of my head. The moment I hit the ground, I pass out...
Time skip
(11:48 am)
I gasp for air after I pull my head out of water.
"Fin(burp)ally you woke up." I hear the same rusty voice Rick has, but I know it's not my Rick.
"Why am I hear?!" I scream before panting again.
"Damn, you're a bit(burp)ch, aren't you?" I scoff and stand up. I try rubbing my eyes, but my hands are cuffed behind my back.
"Correction--" I hop over my cuffed hands before ripping my handcuffs into two pieces "--I'm the most (y/n)-est (y/n) out there." the Rick, wearing a uniform, has a shocked expression and pulls out a gun "Yeah, kill me. I've been waiting for this moment for years." he growls, lowering his gun.
"I ha(burp)te you already." I roll my eyes.
"What do you want from me...? Oh, I should warn you: I bite." I take a step closer to him, making him jump back on fear. I giggle at him, but stop immediately, dropping my smile "I'm serious though."
"(y-y/n)... Our pr-presi(burp)dent wants to talk to you..." I furrow my eyebrows.
"Why couldn't the bitch just call me?" I scoff "Or is he too much of a baby to even think about it?" the Rick's jaw drops and I giggle again.
"Damn. You're so go(burp)nna die." I shrug.
"That's what they all say... Before I rip their heads off." he gulps something that was growing in his throat. I giggle before looking around the room. It's a plain white room, there's a sink next to a mattress which has a pink blanket on. I look the other way, spotting a small camera in the corner. I hum then look at the Rick again, sending a shiver down his spine.
"Th-this is where you'll stay..."
"I hate it." I pull out a knife and slam Rick against a wall, holding my knife to his throat "I don't care about the camera, I don't care about your job and I don't give a shit about you. Which means that if you disobey me, I'll chop your knob off, do I make myself clear?" his heart pounds in his chest before a part of the wall swings open and three Ricks' rush in. They grab my hands and rip me off of the Rick which is freaking out. I giggle.
"Jesus, G-524, you ok?" asks one of the Ricks'. The Rick in front of me breathes heavily.
"Y... Yeah..." the Ricks behind me lift me off my feet. Wanting to break free, I kick my feet, swing my head side to side, screaming on the top of my lungs.
