#alcoholicscientist

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It wasn’t just Huntress Wizard that had turned into a sugary version of herself, however. If Rick were to take a brief glance at his surroundings, he would immediently notice that the entire forest looked like it had been turned into some kind of candy-coated nightmare.

“Why, what ever do you mean, Rick? I feel great!”

[donteventripdog-a]

‘ i’m almost proud. ’ @Morty (ayyyy)

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Morty doesn’t know whether to bristle in annoyance (he doesn’t need Rick’s validation!!) or puff up with pride (except he really, really does need it, and sometimes he thinks he hates that). “Y-y-yeah, Rick, thanks,” he says sarcastically, hiding that damning pride. “I-I just figured, y-y’know, if I ever wanted to…” A memory flicks through his mind of Rick lying to his parents, saying he’d do great science things. “…I-I dunno, do somethin’ with my life, I gotta… I need to start figuring out wh-what.” He holds the laser gun he made on his own, a bit put off by how messy it looks. It works, though, and that’s all that matters, right? His cheeks burn slightly in embarrassment.

[steelgrey-angel]

Seemingly out of nowhere, heat seems to rumble throughout the paranormal ice Dipper is incased within. In a moments time, it would have melted over, freeing the boy within it -- he'd have to beat another entity back into his body to be freed from the mines cape but hey, one out of two wasn't bad, right? "C'mon, Dipper -- get your ass in gear. I'm -- I'm not gonna dignify your previous question with an answer. I do what I want, Dipper. That's all you need to know."

 Dipper’s frozen form slowly began to melt, the heat causing the teen to fall out of the crystal around him until he fell with a thumb onto the forest floor. He was motionless for a long while until, with a soft groan of pain, he stirred, blurry brown orbs blinking back to the world of reality. What....What happened? “Mhmm...wh-what? Rick?” Dipper sat up, brushing his damp hair out of his eyes. 

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[muteauthor]

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Even when the sun was high in the sky, the heat wasn’t so unbearable for his bare feet, nor the light so intense as to obscure even his view of the bright white of his paperwork. “Alright, so is that everything, Emma?” The blonde made a fair show of attempting to frown while offering a bound stack of envelopes, each one addressed to ‘Mortimer’-or in one case, even, ‘Morty’. She took her hand back in a panic when he took the envelopes and sighed, ducking his head. 

“You want I should throw them in a furnace again, Boss?”

“No, Emma, it’s fine-I’ll handle it. You can go on your rounds now, be careful.” Reluctantly, his assistant saluted and departed from him, leaving the author alone in front of the asylum with a packet of letters with a name only a handful of people in the world knew anymore. He supposed he should have seen this coming-they did attempt to make contact every so often. But Morty....Morty? Morty?! Every time someone had referred to him by his childhood nickname since the days his parents had died, some terribly strange event occurred. And in a town like Arkham, strange was an all-encompassing word that many feared, with good reason.

And then he heard the sound behind him-it wasn’t quite the usual sound of a dimensional rift opening; no, it was closer to the most peculiar trampoline combined with released carbonation and large rubber ball hitting the side of something very hard. “Right on time.” The curse of Morty hadn’t failed him yet. 

[bxll-cxpher]

"L-Listen guy, this whole "Pines" grudge obviously means a lot to you, but uhh -- when I'm involved more than once, it starts to get old. You're really gettin' my goat, buddy. I-i mean, trying to seduce a minor? Sexually? T-That's pretty, Uhhh... That's somethin I can't get behind. Real fucked up, that shit."

“You don’t have to get involved. You can always ignore them, let me continue having my fun with them, and you can do you. It really wasn’t my original plan, I simply wanted to show Pinetree what I looked like as a human and well... He found me irresistible. The kid thought I changed since the last time I was in Gravity Falls. He thought he could trust me and that I was a reborn guy. Without the whole hard on for murder. I was never going to seduce him, only tease him.”

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✒~ @alcoholicscientist from X

           He was silent as Rick explained it to him.. He was right, as the other tended to be. However blunt Rick Sanchez was, Ford considered him a friend for the sheer fact of how he interacted with him. Holding nothing back, but in some way still being there for him. He swayed slightly as the scientist poked him, and shook his head.

             ✒~ ❝ You’re right but- I tried talking to Dipper about it; the boy wouldn’t listen to me. I don’t... I don’t trust this whole situation. I wouldn’t know how to handle if Dipper had to deal with the same mistakes I made, but- He’s like I was, naive and believing everything is good.... How he trusts Bill after what he had done to him I don’t understand. ❞

            ✒~ ❝ We.... we need to figure out if this is actually him learning from his ways, which knowing him as I do I hardly believe, or if he is doing as you and I both assume. ❞ He finally said, determined, crossing his arms.  ❝ We have to be clever about this though, Rick.... My hands are tied behind my back at the moment.... ❞

[steelgrey-angel]

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“Y-You little shit! You let that….urGhh – that poor excuse for a villain seduce you? Do you…i-is there even a BRAIN in your head?!”

“Hey look. It’s not my fault!” Dipper blushed and looked away. “He used my body to-to seduce me. You know damn well a teenager has little to no control of their body at this age of development!”