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{automation-rick} Your R-162i? I've heard stories about you; yes, they were good ones.
āUhā¦ā Morty stared up at the rather imposing Robot Rick, looking startled and a little scared.
After a moment, Morty snapped back to reality and relaxed, giving the other a wide smile.Ā āOh! Stories about me? I-I didnāt know people even t-uh,, talked about me. Did you purposely come to find me..?ā
@automation-rick
āYes, Iām⦠aware of the hypocrisy of many Rick actions nowadays.ā He says and hisses more to himself then anyone in disgust, he sighs at his alternate grandson with a calm look, āIf it doesnāt bother you, which Mortyās make up your Rickās team?ā
Morty watches Robot Rick for a long moment, unsure if he should talk about his old team. By now, most of them probably were replaced anyway, so with a small sigh, the boy nodded. āIt w-was uh,,, was an Orange Shirt Morty, Wrestler Morty, Werewolf Morty, Mutant Flu Morty, and me. There was a few more Mortys in the Day Care b-but I never saw them muchā¦ā
āWait,ā Rick says and thinks for a second, āUsually Rickās donāt - canāt, in fact - take their first Mortyās off their team. Isnāt that, like, a rule or something?ā
He didnāt want to delve too deep into this Mortyās past, it wasnāt his to know and/or scrounge around in. But he kinda needed to know right now, just while their on topic.
For a moment, Morty looked almost offended at the suggestion he wasnāt his OWN Rickās first chipped Morty. He opened his mouth to protest before snapping it shut a second later, his expression changing to one of doubt. Doubt turned to confusion, then to shock, and then finally settled on one of anger and pain. That was right⦠Rick wouldnāt have been able to get rid of him, but he was able to which meantā¦
The boyās head tilted quickly towards the ground, hands covering his face as he mentally kicked himself. āThat stupid chipā¦ā He mumbled into his own hands before dropping them away and looking up at Robot Rick with shame. āI guess i-itās called a āmanipulator chipā for a uh,,, reason, huhā¦?ā Was Morty ever with his real Grandpa then? How could he not remember a āfirstā Morty before him? What else he been remembering wrong or forgetting then???
āApologizes for your newfound existentialism.ā The robot says as he watches the boys ever shifting face land on sorrow, āI did not mean to offend you or your Rick, if you think I have tarnished his name.ā
Though he couldnāt really feel sympathy for the Rick. It was a known fact that Rickās donāt care for other Rickās, unless they have a beneficiary standing with one another. Rickās and Mortyās were 50/50 really, itās almost too hard to guess anything but āokayā to āhell noā from time to time. But, Automation Rick wasnāt one to leave a being distressed for long. Humans perish too soon as it is.
āHave you ever played Pokemon? In that game, your able to trade your partner out if you need to.ā He tried to comfort, āI guess itās a choice? Maybe. I donāt know the laws.ā
Morty shrugged weakly as Rick apologized, glancing away before looking back with a raised eyebrow as the other started talking about Pokemon. The boy looked confused as to what the other was trying to get at before quickly realizing this was Robot Rickās attempt at comforting him.
As soon as Morty realized this fact, the boy fell into a fit of giggles, trying to cover the laughs with his hands but unable to contain most of them.Ā āO-oh god. Youāre so b-bad at comforting people. Jeez!ā It took a few more seconds before Morty began to calm, giving a wide smile to the taller.Ā āThank you. Youāre uh,,, y-youāre really nice.ā The guy was trying. Morty gave him credit for that.
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{automation-rick} Your R-162i? I've heard stories about you; yes, they were good ones.
āUhā¦ā Morty stared up at the rather imposing Robot Rick, looking startled and a little scared.
After a moment, Morty snapped back to reality and relaxed, giving the other a wide smile.Ā āOh! Stories about me? I-I didnāt know people even t-uh,, talked about me. Did you purposely come to find me..?ā
@automation-rick
āYes, Iām⦠aware of the hypocrisy of many Rick actions nowadays.ā He says and hisses more to himself then anyone in disgust, he sighs at his alternate grandson with a calm look, āIf it doesnāt bother you, which Mortyās make up your Rickās team?ā
Morty watches Robot Rick for a long moment, unsure if he should talk about his old team. By now, most of them probably were replaced anyway, so with a small sigh, the boy nodded. āIt w-was uh,,, was an Orange Shirt Morty, Wrestler Morty, Werewolf Morty, Mutant Flu Morty, and me. There was a few more Mortys in the Day Care b-but I never saw them muchā¦ā
āWait,ā Rick says and thinks for a second, āUsually Rickās donāt - canāt, in fact - take their first Mortyās off their team. Isnāt that, like, a rule or something?ā
He didnāt want to delve too deep into this Mortyās past, it wasnāt his to know and/or scrounge around in. But he kinda needed to know right now, just while their on topic.
For a moment, Morty looked almost offended at the suggestion he wasnāt his OWN Rickās first chipped Morty. He opened his mouth to protest before snapping it shut a second later, his expression changing to one of doubt. Doubt turned to confusion, then to shock, and then finally settled on one of anger and pain. That was right⦠Rick wouldnāt have been able to get rid of him, but he was able to which meantā¦
The boyās head tilted quickly towards the ground, hands covering his face as he mentally kicked himself. āThat stupid chipā¦ā He mumbled into his own hands before dropping them away and looking up at Robot Rick with shame. āI guess i-itās called a āmanipulator chipā for a uh,,, reason, huhā¦?ā Was Morty ever with his real Grandpa then? How could he not remember a 'firstā Morty before him? What else he been remembering wrong or forgetting then???
{automation-rick} Your R-162i? I've heard stories about you; yes, they were good ones.
āUhā¦ā Morty stared up at the rather imposing Robot Rick, looking startled and a little scared.
After a moment, Morty snapped back to reality and relaxed, giving the other a wide smile.Ā āOh! Stories about me? I-I didnāt know people even t-uh,, talked about me. Did you purposely come to find me..?ā
@automation-rick
āYes, Iām⦠aware of the hypocrisy of many Rick actions nowadays.ā He says and hisses more to himself then anyone in disgust, he sighs at his alternate grandson with a calm look, āIf it doesnāt bother you, which Mortyās make up your Rickās team?ā
Morty watches Robot Rick for a long moment, unsure if he should talk about his old team. By now, most of them probably were replaced anyway, so with a small sigh, the boy nodded. "It w-was uh,,, was an Orange Shirt Morty, Wrestler Morty, Werewolf Morty, Mutant Flu Morty, and me. There was a few more Mortys in the Day Care b-but I never saw them much..."
{automation-rick} Your R-162i? I've heard stories about you; yes, they were good ones.
āUhā¦ā Morty stared up at the rather imposing Robot Rick, looking startled and a little scared.
After a moment, Morty snapped back to reality and relaxed, giving the other a wide smile.Ā āOh! Stories about me? I-I didnāt know people even t-uh,, talked about me. Did you purposely come to find me..?ā
@automation-rick
āYeah, Iāve been around the Citadel for only a while; so no, not really. I saw you around and thought Iād strike up a chat.ā He says lowly in his vocalizer, his yellow optics gentle.
The Rick seemed to be making an effort to act gentle towards Morty, and the boy couldnāt help but soften at that. āOh. Yeah! Thatās fine.ā Morty seemed interested in the other, always willing to talk to someone new. āItās just that like- like- uh,, Iām sorry, but I havenāt heard much about you. I donāt know how interesting Iāll beā¦ā A cool Robot probably had more interesting things to do than talk to a single Morty.
āTrust me, anything to keep me at a distance from my Morty while heās in the mood to meet the Council.ā Rick said as he looks to the side and back, āI just hoped to get a break as well, I spent all day helping Rickās and Mortyās in the infirmary, talking about anything except stitching wounds and blood transfusion would be lovely.ā
He looked at the Morty clearly, his small smile making his core hum gently, āAnd Iām sure anything you say will be worth the time it takes to listen.ā
Morty looked surprised at hearing Rick worked in the infirmary, before chuckling a little. He definitely could help distract the other from work. The boy blushed in embarrassment at just how sweet Rick was, flustered that any version of a Rick could be this nice. āOooh geez wow. Yeah, Iāll- Iām happy to help.ā
Looking back up at the other, Mortyās eyes lit up, now extremely interested to be talking with him. āY-you said youāre Morty wants to talk to the Council? Is everything okay?ā For Rick to be avoiding his Morty because of it, something had to be going on.
āThe Council is shady, Mortyās whoās Rickās were killed in the⦠āEvil Rickā epidemic donāt know much about what politics went down. My Robot Morty was one of them, and heās never once meet the Council.ā He said with a hum of his voice box, āI intend to keep it that way. But he really wants to meet them.ā
He looks around but he lingers elsewhere for too long, eventually making his way back to this Morty, āIām a Rick of all sciences, and while I donāt like the Council, the Rickās around the Citadel are mostly fine. Some Medic Rickās call me in because of my hands and composure on heavy work days.ā
Morty nodded as the other spoke, listening quietly. Rick seemed to be very caring, so it seemed only natural he would want to keep his Morty away from the Council. The boy also made a mental note that this Rick isnāt Robot Mortyās original after considering the otherās words. āIām sorry about your Mortyās Rick⦠B-but you seem really nice, so I think heās lucky to have you.ā Morty smiled proudly up at the other.
āItās also uh,, also really nice you help out so much. Maybe you could teach me some medical stuff sometime.ā He laughed a little, half joking and half serious. Itās always nice to know basic medical training, but he wouldnāt force Robot Rick into teaching him. The guy seemed busy as it was.
āAfter what he suffered, I wonāt let him again. Yes.ā His voice betrayed nothing, but his optics dimmed inconspicuously. Donāt tell him, donāt tell him.
After hearing the Morty out about medicine and seeing his eyes flash with self-doubt, he thought back to his Morty. His Morty was a history kind of guy, he liked Social Studies because of the easiness it retained in remembering, he liked human behavior as well. Heād even started talking about taking psychology. Rick was proud of him and heād let the boy lead his own life. Seeing this Morty want to change his life with a bit of scienceā¦
He looked at the Morty with his eyes lit up with an admiring fire, āIād be happy to teach you anything you want; your young, you should have a shot to do what you want with your life. And thereās never any cons to learning basic medicine.ā
Morty was a little curious as to what Robot Morty had been through, but it wasnāt his place to pry. That was between him and his Rick. Morty was just happy this Rick would keep his Morty from anymore suffering.
The boy looked a bit confused when Robot Rick looked at him with that fire in his eyes, confusion quickly turning to shock and then excitement. Someone was willing to take time out of their day to teach him something? Not only that, but something Morty actually wanted to learn about.
He was always interested in science, but his own Rick had made Morty feel honestly rather stupid when it came to this topic. Rick just always knew more and sometimes he would confuse Morty with complicated theories and put the boy down by calling him an idiot. Itās fair to say Morty has a good amount of self-doubt when it comes to his intelligence now.Though, this Rick was willing to teach him. He seemed to want Morty to learn, and that excited the boy. Medical science always seemed interesting, and in his excitement, Morty began to tear up, wiping at his eyes quickly in embarrassment. āOh man oh geez⦠Th-thank you, Rick. That means a lotā¦ā
āNo need to cry; my scans are showing high amounts of leucine-enkephalin. And thereās no need to thank me.ā Rick said as he watched the Morty rub his eyes, his voice soft, āHow do you want to go about your studies, you have your own Rick and school to go to, right?ā
Heād gotten the feeling of taking care of Mortyās that were neglected or abused, or just the oneās that had simple insecurities because of their Rickās. Whoās the one that should be taking psychology?Ā Heād feel happiness when the Morty accepted his offer, he just hoped the boy wouldnāt get in trouble because of him.
Morty sniffled slightly, trying to calm himself. He carefully wiped all evidence of tears from his face and calmed his breathing, shaking his head before replying,Ā āNo, I uh,, I donāt have a Rick anymore. I-I havenāt even been back to my dimension in over two yearsā¦ā
If he went back now, and even if his school did somehow let him back in after his disappearance and his family welcomed his return, Morty would forever fear his Rick finding him. He refused to go back to that life. He would rather continue hiding in the streets than to return to where Rick could easily find him.
āOkay, I can understand that. Iāve seen bad Rickās, weāve all been at the butts end of āEvilā Rick jokes and motives.ā It was vague, but he needed it that way. āAbout your Rick; what did he do to make you leave?āĀ
Mortyās werenāt usually all that bad when it came to the multiverse, usually a thousand Evil Rickās pop up and maybe half a dozen Evil Mortyās appear from those Rickās shadows to become an actual problem. But this Morty didnāt look anything like those Mortyās, he looked happy (?) compared to the other Mortyās flat expressions.
For only a second after Robot Rick asked about Mortyās own Rick, the boy gave an expression of fear and hesitation. His hand moved to rub over a few scars on his arm and his eyes widened, brows knitting together in discomfort as Morty slightly shrunk back away from the taller.
āI-uh,, M-my Rick..?ā He glanced around aimlessly, searching for something before looking back to Robot Rick and giving a weak, anxious smile.Ā āHe- No. I didnāt leave. I-I mean, I did, but not like uh,, like on purpose⦠I couldnāt leave, you know..? He h-had chipped me so I had to stay with him. He eventually didnāt need me anymore and-andĀ āreleasedā me. He just didnāt want me.ā
"A Pocket Morty player?ā He could see this Mortyās hesitance to speak directly about what happened in their shared time together, but that wasnāt his information to pry for. āWas your Rick apart of the Morty craze?ā
He felt his digits flex into a fist, his servo resting on his knee as he bent down to look at the Morty on his level.
Morty looked to the ground between Rickās feet, nodding and answering quietly, "Yes⦠I was his first fi-fighterā¦ā After a moment of silence, his eyes traveled up from the ground to look at Rick.
Seeing the man on his level calmed Morty a little. It was much better than having someone looming over him, especially when he was on the verge of wanting to run. Talking about being a Pocket Morty always put Morty on edge, afraid another Rick would try catching him once he knew he didnāt have his own Grandpa.
"Well, I canāt stand the games.ā He scoffed, āPitting your grandchildren again themselves for sport isnāt my cup of oil. And Iām sorry that had to happen to you.ā
He looked around and gave the Morty a small smile after a second, āThere actually was a time the games screwed us over. There was this one time my Morty and I were powering down from a long days work and when I awoke, he was gone. Heād been kidnapped for the games when I brought him back. I had to appeal to the Council to get us blacklisted from the gamers portal guns so they couldnāt come and hurt us. I actually have sensors in my workshop that stop them physically if they try to infiltrate my home. Shows them rightā¦ā
Morty smiled up at the taller, looking relieved and comforted by the fact that this Rick didnāt participate in the games. He was really beginning to like this Rick. "Itās okay. You donāt need to apologize. I-itās in the past now.ā
The boy shrugged before smiling back at Rick. Soon, his expression turned to one of shock hearing the otherās story about his Morty being kidnapped. āO-oh wow. Thatās really horrible⦠But uh,,, Iām glad you were able to find him a-and keep him safe.ā He paused a moment, looking thoughtful before carefully continuing, āI-I use to be the caretaker of my team⦠A few Mortys my Rick uh,,, Rick caught had stories similar to that⦠Their Ricks never came t-to-to get them, thoughā¦ā Saddened by that thought, the boy just shrugged, sure that a few of them were probably still fighting alongside his Grandpa even now.
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Evil Morty ā„
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Newest addition to my muses. Cat guard Morty! Based on the cat guard Rick in the comics. Ill add him to the About page!
So, this is it! Iāve decided to post them right now, becuase I have no power to finish whole season.. you probably know why ! Dammit, season finale.. you ruined me.Ā
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