A/N: I have made a another story on 214, from a teenage boy with his family to a dangerous psychic-powered teen.

Disclaimer: I don't own Rick and Morty, neither Pocket Mortys.

Morty woke up, but this time, with a bad headache.

He spent the time squirming in his sleep.

He saw Rick running out of his room, Morty then followed him, but Rick turned around.

"W-W-What are y-y-ou doing, M-M-Morty, go back upstairs and sleep." Rick said.

He looked in the mirror and noticed a hole, a literal hole on his forehead, it wasn't bleeding.

"What did you do now, Rick…..?" He whispered

His headaches were killing him, so he would just have to wait until morning.

He tried taking headache tablets, but they didn't seem to be working

His hair was messy from where the bandages were.

He then went back to sleep in his room

Morty woke up, showered, replaced the bandages, he went downstairs, he saw his family.

"Jesus, what happened to your head?" Jerry said.

"I…..uh fell down some stairs, and I have a headache, can I stay home from school?" Morty said.

"Okay, darling, I'll call the high school to tell you're not coming in today." Beth said.

Rick also arrived in the room aswell, Jerry glared at him.

"Rick, do you have anything to do with this?" He hissed.

Rick knew Morty was lying about the cause of his headaches, but decided not to intervene.

"Jerry, don't accuse dad!" Beth said.

After Summer went to school, Jerry for another job interview, and Beth for her horse vet job.

Morty was lying in bed, with a bottle of water besides him.

"Come with me, Morty." Rick said.

Morty followed him into the garage.

"I put an alien parasite in your brain, it burrowed overnight." Rick whispered.

"What?!" Morty said, shocked.

"It was supposed to increase your intelligence, but by now, it had seemed to double that." Rick said.

Rick took off the bandages around his grandson's head, the scar was still there.

"Holy fuck." He said.

Rick told Morty to stay outside the laboratory, then a few minutes later.

"Here, drink this." Rick said, giving him a greenish blue serum

"I'm not drinking this, is it supposed to make me go brain dead?" He said.

"No, stupid, it is supposed to make your brain activity go to normal." Rick replied back.

He took a swig and the headache dulled a bit

Before leaving, Morty thought Rick said something.

"What was that, Rick?" Morty asked.

"No, I didn't say anything, you little shit." Rick replied.

Morty looked in a mirror, can he hear what everyone is saying, including that of thoughts?

He stared into a mirror.

Then watched TV with Rick until the family went home.

He fell asleep, then Rick carried him back to his bedroom.

A/N: This is my second fan fiction, I might do a fanfiction on Pokemon.