Your boots trekked through the thick wet mud that covered the ground near the farm house. The rain pattered down against the tin roof of the barn, it had been like this for the past week, nothing but rain. With a soft oink Rick’s conjoined pig came trotting out. You had affectionately named him Oinkers. He was large even for having two mouths.
He butted his head against your leg.
“ Hang on buddy, I have to feed the chicks first. ”
You gave his head a soft pat before padding off to fill the chicken pin with seeds. You poured the bucket across the pin before hurrying off to get the pig feed. You came back before filling the trough. You only had two pigs, Oinkers and Bacon, you were allowed to name one, and Rick unfortunately named the other.
He allowed you just one more pet, a cow. Rick offered the name Beefy, but you settled on Dottie. She was your favourite of all your pets.
You filled her trough with hay and special treats, before leaving the animals to eat their dinners. The rain began to pour harder as you started on the walk back to the house. You laughed as you ran through the rain letting the droplets catch in your hair and soak through your dress.
Finally when you reached the porch the rain was pouring. You were completely soaked, water droplets dripping down your legs and face. A chill ran down your back as you stood on the porch in your muddy boots and wet clothes.
Gently you opened the front door, popping only your head in.
“ Rick? ”
No answer.
“ Rick, I need you! ”
After a few minutes Rick came trudging down the stairs. He had a burp rag thrown over one shoulder and an empty bottle in hand.
“ Did you just put her down? ”
“ Yeah, out like a light. Why aren’t you inside? ”
“ My clothes are wet, can you grab me new clothes? ”
You watched as Rick walked off, presumably to grab you clothes. As you waited you began to pull off your wet clothes. You kicked off your mud covered boots before pulling your dress over your head, you sighed in annoyance as you realized the rain had soaked through underwear and bra. You stood naked on your porch draping your dress and your wet undergarments over the guardrail. Luckily there was no one for miles, only dense forests surrounded your home.
Rick opened the front door with warm dry clothes in hand. His eyes wandered over your body appreciatively, but he didn’t say anything. He stood quiet watching as you took the clothes before you dressed yourself.
“ How were the animals? ”
“ Good, Oinkers almost pushed me over. ”
A small giggle left your lips as you stepped inside the house, letting Rick close the door behind you.
“ Did she go down okay? ”
“ Yep, fell asleep before I even finished her story. ”
You smiled leaning up to press a kiss to Rick’s Cheek. His arms slid around your waist, pulling you closer to him. His head dipped down, his lips finding yours in a deeper kiss.
“ She’ll be out for a while.. ”
You only responded with a nod, your hand’s sliding up to tangle in Rick’s hair.
A shriek escaped you as Rick picked you up carrying you over to the sofa. He dropped you down with a soft thud, tugging a blanket over both of you.
He liked this little life you were leading, his wife, his baby, his farm. He no longer had to worry about the threat of power hungry Rick’s raiding his farm, or rogue Morty’s coming to attack. It was just him, you, and your baby. He never had to rely on anyone again, he could supply himself and you with everything you would ever need, and that’s all you would ever need.
In the first episode he is confirmed to have a developmental/learning disability. In S03E10 he plays Minecraft with his grandpa, who asks if this game is for autistic people, and when he gets defensive and asks why, his grandpa says because he’s starting to love it. There are multiple references to and jokes in good nature both of these characters autism but idgaf about the grandpa.
