A/N: This is going to be a short story. Only two parts long or so. I felt it was too long to make it a one-shot, but too short to make it a full story. This started off as a small scene like I normally do, but somehow evolved into a couple scenes. I hope you enjoy! Reviews make my heart happy. :) wubba lubba dub dub!

PART 1

Today was Saturday. Jerry and Beth were out for an all-day trip to who-knows-where, Summer was at the mall shopping with her friends, and Rick and Morty had just accidentally blown up the house.

The two were standing out on the sidewalk, nothing but a smoking pile of ruins before them.

Rick swept the rubble with his eyes, a light smile playing on his lips, his hands on his waist. "I dunno about you, M-EUGH-orty, but I like chaotic messes like, like this. It wakes up the brain cells." He tapped his forehead before turning to smile at his grandson.

"Rick!" Morty shrieked. "L-l-l-look what you've done! You've destroyed the entire house! Oh, jeez. Rick! My- m-m-m-my parents are gonna kill me!"

"Morty, calm down, Morty! Calm down!" Rick said, taking ahold of his grandson's arm. "Listen, I can fix this, but we need to go to a planet called 'Plobino' in the Nebullon System to get a special crystal. You know what crystal that is, Morty?"

Morty shook his head fervently.

"It's a Tipythion crystal, Morty. I need it for my new invention." Rick pulled out a cylindrical machine that had a quarter-sized hole in it. He pointed to the hole. "This baby-this thing will undo all the damage you did, Morty. It will put the house right back in order, before your parents get home."

"Damage I did?! Rick, this was your fault! Y-y-you gotta take some blame here!" Morty pointed an accusatory finger at his grandfather.

Rick rolled his eyes, crossing his arms. "We-EUGH-ll, you were the one who refused to hand me the goddamn wre-EUGH-nch, Morty. And-" Rick continued, ignoring Morty's protests, "you were also the one who insisted that I use nitrogen triiodide just to make your stupid rocket launcher go higher, Morty. I mean, that-that was beneath me. I don't know why you wanted to play with that dumb thing, anyways. I mean, we go into space almost every day, tra-EUGH-velling across the galaxy. A one-hundred foot launch above your head with a Styrofoam piece of crap made in-in-in Chinese sweat shops shouldn't impress you."

Morty looked at Rick, disbelief in his eyes. "Rick! You're the one that wanted to do that, not me!"

Rick shrugged, taking out and unscrewing his flask. He sipped from it. "Yeah, well, whatever. Let's go." He pulled out his portal gun, entered in some coordinates, and shot out a green portal beside him. He stepped in it, Morty right behind him.

!

They emerged on the other side, a beautiful and mysterious place materializing as the new environment. The sky was a light purple, grass was everywhere, and a large, multi-colored forest stretched in front of them a good few miles away. Morty looked around, eyes wide, as the portal closed behind them. "Wow, Rick. What is this place?"

Rick took a swig from his flask, rolling his eyes at his grandson. God, Morty was so naïve sometimes. It really irritated Rick how unobservant Morty could be. "Uh, Morty, remember five minutes ago, when I said we needed to go to the Plobino planet?"

"Oh, r-right."

"Yep. Well, here we a-EUGH-re." Rick pulled a scanner out of an inside lab coat pocket. He inserted a few codes; the square invention started beeping incessantly. "Oh, shit- the Tipythion crystal is only a mile or so away! Hell yeah!"

Taking confident strides, Rick followed his little beeping invention, Morty in tow.

After about twenty minutes of walking and Morty's unremitting oohs and aahs at the many different plants they encountered, they finally came upon a small field of bluish-purple crystals. They sparkled in the sunlight, emitting a quiet humming.

"The-EUGH-re they are!" Rick pulled out a pair of yellow dishwashing gloves, snapping them over his hands. "These babies-these crystals are going to help me so much in my research!" Rick kneeled down, yanking one of the crystals out of the ground. It emitted a slight shriek before being stuffed into Rick's coat pocket.

"Rick, I thought- I thought these were to help us clean the house, or something?" Morty said, a slight panic rising in his voice.

"Yeah yeah, that too." Rick stood back up, bringing his flask up to his lips before removing his gloves, stuffing them back into his pockets.

"Whew, Rick, I'm really glad that this-this task didn't take long, y'know? I mean, this was a really straight-forward and simple adventure we had," Morty said, smiling at his grandfather.

"Yeah, y'know Morty, sometimes we just gotta appre-EUGH-ciate the easy things in life. Kind of like-what song was that? Uh, Sunny Afternoon, or something. Yeah." Rick was just about to pull his portal gun out of his pocket when something behind Morty's head caught his attention.

"Oh, shit dawg!" Rick stuffed the portal gun back in his coat pocket before pointing at a large, overgrown forest.

"Oh, jeez, Rick- I think we should just go home, y'know-"

"Shut up, Morty. You know what's in those trees? You know what's in those trees, Morty?" Rick repeated after Morty shook his head. "The greatest booze in the entire galaxy. That's right- these trees produce alcohol, Morty! The best ever! C'mon, Morty! I need some of that booze!" Rick grabbed Morty's arm, dragging him along as Morty let out an exasperated sigh.

"Rick, I wanna go home before my parents get back-"

"Morty, shuttup!"

Rick strolled into the forest, walking about fifteen minutes into the darkness without stopping. Morty looked around. Only a little sunlight filtered through the leaves; the trees looked just like the trees back home on Earth, except the trunks were purple and the roots looked more like testicles.

Rick approached one tree, giving it a good knock with his knuckles. "Ah, he-EUgh-re's a good one." He pulled out an extracting tube, sticking the pointy end into the trunk. Liquid smelling strongly of alcohol shot out of the other side before Rick cupped it with a bottle, collecting the liquid.

"This is what I'm ta-EUGH-lkin' about, Morty!" Rick grinned, topping the bottle off. He yanked the extracting tube out of the trunk, leaving a small hole and a few drops of liquid beside it.

"Yeah, whatever, Rick. Let's just go home." Morty sighed. He wanted to go back home before his parents got back so that they wouldn't realize that they had blown up the house.

Suddenly, there was a quiet rustling behind them. The quiet hum of machinery working and grinding murmured through the trees. Rick and Morty turned around.

About three hundred feet away, there was a robotic-like creature- or was it a person? - standing in the forest. The head had angry, glowing red eyes, the body a metallic silver.

"Rick, w-w-w-what's that?" Morty half-whispered. The robot-like creature stared at them. It reminded Morty of that game- what was it? - Slenderman, or something. That creeped Morty out even more.

Rick recognized that technology. He had actually invented it. However, it looked like a long-forgotten…friend…seemed to have managed to recreate the suit. Rick looked at Morty.

"Morty, run! Run, Morty!" The two turned on their heels and sprinted away from the robotic creature, which bolted after them the moment they ran. Rick's coat billowed around his ankles as he sprinted, Morty huffing beside him.

However, luck would not be kind to Rick. His ankle caught on a loose branch, causing him to trip and fall. His portal gun flew out of his hand, shattering on a nearby rock.

"Rick!" Morty stopped and turned around, grabbing his grandfather by the arm.

"I-I'm fine, Morty! Just run, you dumbass!" Rick scooped up the broken portal gun and ran behind Morty, their pursuer slightly farther behind now. It had clearly been slowed by the numerous amounts of rocks and plants.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, there was a light at the end of the forest.

They ran for it.