Rick's P. O. V.
(04:11 am)
I jerk awake after having a weird dream. I went to visit (y/n) at the loony bin and she said I was ugly and just an asshole...
Wait, that did happen. I sigh, realizing that I'm still in the hotel bed.
I just hate how she's right about me... What did that bartender say again? Oh, right. I have to change for the better... Starting immediately once I get home.
Time skip
(09:41 pm)
I park the ship in the garage and step out of it. I take a deep breath, closing the door after taking out my bags.
I stroll to the door, taking an even deeper breath than before, I open it and walk inside with a huge smile.
"Hey, I'm back!" I shout with enthusiasm. Beth comes rushing to me and jumps into my arms "Oh, how I missed you." I say as I hug her back.
"What was that?" she asks, pushing me away from her. I smile wider and nod.
"I missed you and the family." I admit as Morty and Summer walk my way "Oh! And there's my two favorite grandchildren!"
I pull them both into a group hug, ruffling Morty's hair. I let go and take my bags to my room, while mumbling some swear words.
I step out and accidentally bump into Jerry.
"Watch where you're going, asshole!" i hiss at him with a growl before softening my expression "I-I mean, watch where you're going, dude." I say in a calm voice and join Beth in the kitchen, since she ran off to carry on with the food.
"Jesus christ, Beth, this smells amazing!" i state, making her blush slightly and grin.
"Thanks, dad. Um, could you tell Summer and Morty to set the table?" she asks. I shake my head.
"I'll do it." I start taking out plates and cutlery as Beth states at me, completely shocked by my actions.
Time skip
After dinner, I help with the dishes and clean the table, since Jerry messed while playing his stupid baby game.
I walk into the living room, sitting down next to Morty, laying my arm over the back cushions behind Morty.
He hands me the remote, but I push it back to Morty, shaking my head slightly.
"After the day we both had, you deserve it." my stomach cramps, making me want to throw up.
I drop my arms to my sides, holding my belly. Morty smiles with a nod and carries on watching TV.
"That's really nice of you, Rick." Morty states, leaning his head on my shoulder.
"Yeah." I sigh out, laying my arm on Morty's shoulders "I wanna change, Morty. Be a better person. All this insults an-and shit is just pushing me into a corner. I don't accomplish anything by doing so."
"So, you changing for the better?" I hum in response, sinking into the sofa a bit more "Is-is it bec-cause of (y/n)?" Morty asks.
"Yeah..." I whisper, feeling a bit stupid.
"You must really like her, huh?"
"I love her..."
Time skip
(next day)
(12:00 pm)
(y/n)'s P. O. V.
