HANGOVER
THE SECOND SHORT STORY
Rick muttered a curse under his breath. The moon was rising and he couldn't do anything about it. Except for closing the curtains and praying to God that nobody opened them. Most of the family had escaped to their room, Beth and Jerry. It was Jerry's last week in the house, and he was glad that he wouldn't be in the house any longer. The only ones awake and in the living room was Summer and Morty. This made him worried. No, it made him terrified. Hurting his grandkids was his worse fear, especially when he wasn't able to control his actions. Summer sat on the couch, fumbling around with her phone. Rick clawed the couch and gritted his teeth, feeling pain from the lack of transformation. But transforming caused even more pain, so he buried the urge. Summer looked at her grandpa, clawing the couch with his fingers and slightly growling. "Grandpa Rick? Are you okay. . .?" She asked, setting down her smart phone and reaching a hand out. Rick instantly corrected himself and looked at Summer. "It's okay. Grandpa's okay, Summer." Rick muttered, reasuring his granddaughter.
Rick excused himself and got up from the couch. He passed Morty in the kitchen, who was looking around for a soda. "Oh, h-hey Rick. W-w-w-wanna go on a adventure?" Morty asked, sensing something odd about his grandpa. Rick raised an eyebrow, Morty usually never asked to go on a adventure. He was either bored or noticed something odd about him. "N-not right now, M-Morty. M-maybe tomorrow." Rick said, dissmissing Morty's offer. Morty knew that something was wrong with Rick, and he wanted to know. Morty wanted Rick to trust him, as he trusted Rick. Morty grabbed Rick's arm as the other one swung open the door to his garage. Rick quickly turned around, teeth bared and eyes widened. He emitted a deep growl from his throat, and his eyes transformed from blue to a golden yellow. Morty let go of his arm as Rick started to corner his back to a wall, a whimper escaping his throat. Rick halted, seeing the fear in Morty's eyes. Rick stopped growling, and his eyes reverted back to normal. He ran into his lab, slamming the door and sitting down. Jerry ran down the stairs, hearing the door to the garage slamming and deciding to check on the kids. Summer hopped up from the couch, hearing crashing and banging from Rick's lab. "What the hell is that?" Jerry asked, raising a eyebrow and looking worried. Morty walked into the living room, resting a hand on the temple of his forehead. "Morty, what's going on with Rick?" Summer said, walking towards her brother. "I don't know-" Morty was immediately cut off by the sound of a fall and Rick screaming.
Jerry, Summer, and Morty all tensed. "I think we should go in there." Jerry whispered, grabbing one of his golf clubs. Summer nodded. They followed Morty to garage door, as he held out a hand to open the door.
A/N: Cliffhanger! *evil laugh here*