A bit of an author's note before we begin~. I just want to start by saying I don't know when I will be updating this story and I would love some feedback, but I'm more doing this for fun than to write the best story ever written. I hope you'll give it a chance, because while the first chapter might be slow it will pick up.
"D-damn it to h-uRRp-ell Morty, you had one Job and you couldn't even handle that." Rick looked around before pulling his portal gun from his coat and turning back to his grandson. "D-D-Did you just think I could go out a find another bottle of that s-stuff just lying around somewhere? Like it grows on some kind of tall tree with-with big bottles of Slorbo just hanging from them like fruit?" Rick looked around to make sure things were cool and let out a sigh.
"W-well jeez Rick, it was just kind of spur of the moment you know? I wasn't expecting it to be all freaky and messed up." Morty was somewhat used to this kind of thing but felt like throwing despite his numerous adventures with his grandfather.
Rolling his eyes Rick pulled Morty along and looked down one long hallway. "We're a-almost out there Morty, Just stick by g-uRRp-ood old Rick and maybe I'll make it out of here to yell at you in the ship on the way home." Moving through the hallway he could feel the floor rumble and looked to the portal device. Still not enough juice to get them out any faster.
Looking to the list in his hands Morty let out a sigh, running as fast as his legs could carry him. "Why can't we just take a portal out Rick? It seems like it would be faster."
"We-well it would be if SOMEONE here hadn't chipped the p-uRRp-ower crystals a week ago Morty. Ya see things like that tend to make life a crap ton harder Morty." It was obvious that Rick didn't know where he was going and looking to Morty he pinched the bridge of his nose. "You're slower than shit Morty. I-I'll go faster if you just stay here and keep out of sight." Pushing him behind a couple of pinkish blue slime rose bushes he looked around. "If they come around just s-stay quiet Morty, or you're gunna be a dead man Morty. I can't have that happening because it'd be a r-uRRP-eal pain in my ass." Pulling his ray gun from his coat he tossed it in Morty's direction. "Take that and just lay low, I'll catch you later d-uRRp-awg."
Sitting behind the potted plants Morty looked around. "W-w-what am I supposed to do if they catch me Rick? W-what the hell?" Looking over as Rick ran off Morty shrank behind the bushes as the rumbling came closer. His body shrank back as he watched the masses of large red faced creatures in black cloaks and boots pass by. They were at least 10 feet tall at the shortest in their group, and looking to the end of the block he wondered if he should run for it.
"Where?" The oldest and ugliest of the group snorted and hacked a bit before looking around. "Where did they go? No one messes with the Galzonians. No one who lives to tell about it." Looking down hall after hall she turned around. "I don't hear or smell both of them anymore…but the boy is still around here somewhere…they've split up."
Morty was sweating, and taking the gun he snuck out of the bushes, knowing it would be one of the first places they looked anyway. He was nearly to the end of the hall when a shout rang out.
"There!" Pointing in his direction the leader had her entire clan back on Morty's ass, the group of them chasing him back into the populated area.
To Morty's intense displeasure he was being forced back the way he had come, a full range of monsters and aliens running around and fighting to the death in a building the size of a warehouse. "Man Rick…!" Shooting back he jumped a body and kept running, barely missing a massive 5 legged raccoon as it backed into his path, tripping three of his pursuers. Taking a left at the first hall he continued running, the larger of the three Galzonians trailing behind him. Finally he came to a fountain and the jig was up, both directions blocked with hordes of fighting creatures and the fountain swirling and appearing bottomless as it swirled into a sparkling darkness. "N-now I know what happened but I can e-explain." Holding up his weapon and his hands he was ready to cry, his entire body shaking as sweat coated his forehead. This was definitely not a place he wanted to be.
"Thieves don't get the pleasure of explaining anything. Be lucking we intend your end to be quick." Approaching with guns drawn the elder woman began to salivate. "You look too plump to waste so we'll be sure to use every part of you."
With a shaky hand Morty took a shot, just grazing her shoulder as he felt a sudden jerk, his feet leaving the ground.
"D-damn it Morty, I thought I told you to stay put!" Rick Was steering with one hand as he pulled Morty in and shut the door, his ship making quick space between them and the clan of monsters chasing after them. "Y-uRRp-ou're makin' this real difficult Morty. T-those guys can't touch slime roses Morty, it's why I left you there in the first place you unsatisfied little –uRRp- whatsit." Taking a swig from his flask they took off through a port in the ceiling and began to ascend into the upper atmosphere of Mallorpo 4.
"Rick, why do we have to do stuff like that? It was crazy in there man, a real what's what of aweful things under one roof." Sitting back in his seat Morty's heart was racing and he looked to the ray gun before buckling up. "J-just wow Rick. You know?"
"Ugh, could you quit bitching Ethel? J-Jeeze Morty, I can't even take you black friday shopping at the Mall without you breaking the one thing we came here for. B-besides it's not like those idiots on earth have it much better." Looking to Morty he took his gun and stowed it beneath his coat with his flask before digging into his own pocket for the list Morty had dropped when he left his first hiding place. "Now I'm one ingredient short. H-how am I going to have a sick party without the best booze?" Looking over Rick sighed when he saw how put off Morty seemed. "You know what? It's cool it's cool. Well just wing buy a Walco before heading home. They're like Wally World but they're more open about where their stuff comes from."
Sitting up Morty looked out at the stars. "So what is this party for again?"
"You're real fun Morty, anyone ever tell you that? Look, since when does anyone need a reason to get drunk of their ass?"
"Ok Rick, that's fair enough I guess." Smiling over at his grandfather Morty felt a bit better, but hoped they didn't have the same problems at Walco that they did on Mallorpo. "Sorry about the Slorbo Rick. I should be more careful with things while I run I guess."