Dimension ?
Citadel of Ricks.
Rick C-137
Both Ricks and Bird Person were staring at a laptop's screen in the small room behind the bar of the brothel. The dim light hid most of the details there but what C-137 could see were the similar board he had in his garage on a wall there, the red strings connecting different references to some different dimensions, also the scattered blueprints in one of the room's corners, the unfinished devices, and materials scattered about. It seemed that this Rick was spending his time in here, by night entertaining Ricks and by day doing exactly what each Rick does… waste his time on useless stuff so he could keep his brain in check.
"See?"
Rick was still staring expressionlessly at the images of his dumb grandson. He knew that the boy was slow… but this slow he never imagined.
"Why in the GOD DAMN FUCK Would he just… FUCK! This is all your fault and those dumb bitches!" Rick turned around suddenly to face the Ricktender who remained unfazed. He was dealing with crappy, mad, crazed, drunk, gone, insane, suicidal, homicidal, cynical, imbecile, pushy, annoying, unreasoning Ricks on a daily base (these adjectives were just the cherry on a shit skyscraper… this Rick was no different. When push comes to shove… a Rick will always blame the closest person around for his own fuck-ups. Ricktender sighed as he rolled his eyes.
"Who left him here in the first place… Who brought him here more exactly?" One of the corners of his eyebrows twitched up as he stared at C-137 bored. "I mean… I didn't bring my fucking Morty in here…One nice thing with Morty-whores… I always have a shield and any clients as well… Why did you have to fuck with yours? Oh wait, I know the answer to that… Because all Ricks enjoy fucking literally or figuratively speaking with their Mortys… so don't dare blame me for your fuck up, buddy."
Rick attempted to retaliate but he just opened his mouth to close it a moment later for several times before mumbling a 'Motherfucker' under his breath.
"I prefer myself, friend. Now, if you don't mind, I have a business to deal with… from what I got, you have a Morty coupon… Have Fun!" Ricktender turned around, leaving Rick in that room, as he returned to his own duties.
"Rick… I feel that your temper is going to peak… maybe you should…"
"If you were going to say relax or calm down, shut your beak! We don't have time and I really need your portal gun, I hope you didn't have any plans for tonight, Bird Person."
"I am always at your disposal, Rick."
"Don't start that shit again… look at this crap video with me, for a Rick, he sure as hell never heard of HD… I could use your eagle eyes in here."
The video with the struggling and fleeting Morty was replayed for several more times before Rick with a grunt of annoyance closed it. He sat on a chair there, his head as if suddenly weighing tons hit the surface of the table onto which the laptop was placed.
"Fuck-This. How in the hell could I pinpoint who fucking took him!" His arm twisted up, his hand gesticulating as his head remained motionless laid there. "The only thing I can see is the hand of the fucker… nothing else… this is just bullcrap!"
"Maybe we should look at this from another angle."
"The motherfucking Rick only has one security camera of this exact spot… something about 'Cameras are useless at the entrance to the place… or something… dumb piece of shit."
"Not only the camera captured Morty's disappearance."
"Start making sense, Bird Person…" Rick's hand, fell dejected, on top of his head, hiding his growing depression and self-loathing. "
Bird Person leaned over the old man, his hand opening the video once again. Rick's mind came to understand what Bird Person was trying to get to once one of the Summers there spoke.
'Pull them, silly! It is written on the right door… Pull them, silly!... Pull them… Pull them… Pull them… Pull-Pull-Pull-Pull…'
"Ok… I FUCKING GOT IT! Stop replaying it. Let's see what she's wearing or something… maybe we should call that asshole back so he could tell us which one of the Summer this one is…"
Dimension ?
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Morty C-137
Morty was still taken aback by what happened… He was kind of worried of what might follow. He kept on repeating in his mind that a Morty could be trusted, no problem… couldn't he? She? It? Whatever…
The Morty that saved him… umm… Marny… was now seated in front of one of those screens, her eyes staring at the moving images of what seemed like one of the Rick women. Just as she said already, she wasn't keeping him locked in there or something, she simply brought one of those camping cots laid it against one of the room's walls, brought him some pancakes, apologized for the fact that she had no more butter and that he'll have to deal with only the syrup… she also added something of the sort 'You can stay here as much as you want… or need… blah blah…' All the sugary stuff nice guys in the movies say right before a plot twist in which they are proven to be the serial killer or rapist… Morty was scared shitless but he ate the food the girl brought and now was laid on the cot, staring at the screen she was staring at.
'I fucking have my own problems… should I care that he lost his Morty?!... GOD DAMN IT WHY DO I FUCKING CARE!? AGHHHH."
Clearly, the woman on the screen wasn't like those brainwashed, or controlled Rick women back in that brothel…
"Is she your Rick?"
Marny almost seemed taken aback as if she forgot he was even there.
"Umm… yeah…"
Morty just nodded… unsure of what more he could say or ask… why was it so strange or hard to speak to himself?
The boy turned his eyes from the screen, now staring at the ceiling, his index and middle finger mindlessly scratching his tummy.
Dimension F-789
Bird World.
Rikki C-786
She was actually getting mad at herself… and for the first time her dimensional self… not actually for the first time but… She growled in annoyance at her own blabber.
"Rikki, I have prepared dinner. I don't know what humans eat so I had…"
"Hey…" Rikki twirled Bird Person name. Unlike most of the male Ricks, the female Ricks had a tendency to do their best to be as good a person with the people putting up with them as they could… whenever they felt strangely friendly. Bird Person smiled, knowing full well that Rikki must feel guilty for the fact that she was once again relying on her.
"You know, Rikki… that this place…"
"I will cut you there… I know you are thankful to me for saving your life blah blah… " Rikki just sighed, tired. "You have nothing to be indebted to me for… if anything I am indebted to you… ugh… all of this… I brought my shit on your head just because I can, countless of times… now none the difference…"
If she'd only know… Rikki shook her head with the memory… if she'd know she'd hate her… she'd push her away… she'd most probably kill her… or worse… accept it and continue being Bird Person.
The woman's hand slowly came to the side of her head gently beating her temple as she went and grabbed herself another bottle of alcohol.
"I have everything I need right in here, Bird Person. Don't worry about me… "
Bird Person just nodded before leaving.
Every time she looked at this Bird Person… her breath hitched with the nostalgia. Thinking that she could have saved her by simply…
Already half the bottle was emptied when Rikki marched towards the living room, searching for Bird Person. The woman wasn't there… but Rikki's eyes settled onto the picture Bird Person kept on the wall. She vaguely remembers when she created that… ugh… the crap contraption that revolutionized Bird World's transportation… or created it all together… Shit… the Flesh Curtains… This Dimensional Rikki actually got to look quite happy… Her Bird Person had different … crap… Rikki found herself searching in her pockets for the photo with…
She had just given birth a couple of hours ago… holding the screeching, wrinkled, creased faced beauty of a Bert in her arms, her sweaty brow… Bird Person next to them and Squanchee…
In her inebriated state Rikki hadn't observed the tears sliding down her cheeks… but Bird Person did as soon as she entered the living room.
It took a while for Rikki to observe her presence, but when she did she turned around slightly, her moist eyes facing the other-dimensional version of her friend.
Bird Person simply remained there looking at Rikki… The tension between them started to feel palpable to Rikki when she finally spoke.
"How did you know?" It was barely a whisper… but enough for Bird Person to pick up.
"I was there when Rikki from this dimension died."
All these years in which she used this dimension's Bird Person for her selfish reasons and she never thought of this… how much would her presence hurt this Bird Person? How much would her crappy whining and useless calls and unforgiving requested have hurt this person?
"Why didn't you say anything?"
"At first I hoped you found a way to save yourself… you've gotten through worse atrocities… then I started picking up on the small differences and I knew you are not the Rikki that I know… Then I got used to your presence. I have my theory that I have died in your dimension and that was comforting."
"You played me the fool." Rikki stuffed the photography back in her coat angrily.
"I have not."
"SHUT UP!..." Rikki's eyes widened as the guilt kicked in. "I….I…" Her breath quickened as a strange, unfamiliar feeling of panic clawed at her heart… "I… shit…"
"You do not have to apologize. As I said I am happy with your presence. We both lost a friend and found solace in the other's replacement."
"NO!... no-no-no… Nothing has any meaning but this… I can't… NO! I won't… not anymore. It's the right time to finally cope with… with…" She gulped in as she thought 'your death'.
From her coat, she grabbed the portal gun, in a second being as good as gone from the place.
Dimension?
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Morty C-137
He remained like that, simply staring around, realizing he was in a windowless room… maybe somewhere in space or underground? He was slowly starting to drift off, his eyelids gaining weight with each second he stayed like that… this entire serenity was quite drastically stopped as soon as he heard the all too familiar voice booming in the room. He pushed himself up onto his butt, his eyes turning towards the screen from where he heard Rick.
"Shit… what the fuck… know what? I just want to spend one fu-fucking day without seeing you! You clingy bitch!"
"The feeling is mutual, C-137. By the Way… nice seeing you, Bi-bird Person."
"Good to meet you as well."
"Umm… yeah… "
"DON'T! Don't buddy up… I am not in the mo*buuurp*mood… what the fuck do you want now? Why the hell are you even back here?"
"I know we haven't met on good terms… but unlike other Ricks, Rick… we parted on good terms."
"You fucking stole my Portal Gun!"
"I AM FUCKING TRYING TO BE CIVIL HERE! Just shut up… I came to give it back to you, asshole."
"Oh…" Rick snatched the offered device with determination. "Now you can leave."
"I kind of feel responsible…"
"You better."
"Fuck you!"
"Ok… let's go at it."
"GOD DAMN IT… I CAN'T HAVE a normal conversation with-with myself… Shiiiiiit I am annoying."
"I wanted to tell you but I didn't want to be rude."
"Ughh…"The woman rolled her eyes.
That is when Rick sighed giving up the act he was putting up.
"You still have the Rick council on your head, you'd be more trouble than anything."
The woman sighed, before looking right into Rick's eyes.
"I have a plan… that I've been delaying."
"I thought that much…Aren't you needy… What do you want from me to hold your hand or something?"
"No… I just want you as far away from the Citadel as possible."
"Why the fuck do you care? Why the fuck do I care? Know what? I don't."
Rick just shrugged before turning around to leave the room.
"I guess we'll see which one of the genders is stronger, huh?"
"Why did you have to put it like that?! Now I look like one of those feminist nutcases…"
Rikki sighed before she started searching through the desk in the room.
"Don't rat me out…"
"You are lucky this entire thing…" His hands were gesticulating widely. "Isn't worth my time…" And he left.
"So Rick came back for me?"
"Did he?" Marny asked disinterested as she continued watching, her chin leaning by her knuckles.
"What do you mean?"
"He didn't say anything about you… maybe he was just looking for his portal gun or something… which my Rick retrieved… There is only one truth out there regarding Ricks… which precedes race, gender or if they are Mortyless or not… Rick don't give a shit about Mortys."
"I kn-know that is what y-you'd think… but Rick… he… does care… in his own way." Morty was now standing next to Marny his eyes staring at the screen hopeful that he'll get another glimpse of the man. "Could y-you… could you get me a portal back home… I want him to stop worrying…"
The girl didn't even budge, her eyes staring at her grandmother looking through Ricktender's stuff.
"You said I could leave whenever I want."
"Nope… I said you could leave as in like… leave this room…"
"Wh-what?"
"I didn't risk my ass out of the goodness of my heart… "
"WHAT?"
"Ughh… unlike me… Your Rick needs you for protection… well… my Rick… Rikki… she just takes some pills. I haven't seen her for years until she was being hunted again. As I already said Ricks don't give a shit about their Mortys, they just need them. Right now my Rikki is being hunted by Ricks. If I keep it going… like giving them little hints and stuff… Well… let's just say that the Rick Citadel will go Ba-Boom. And most of the important Ricks will be erased… "
"What? Are you crazy!?" That is when from the single door in there, with two wide steps Rick entered… it wasn't Rick per se…. there was something off about him. Morty managed to piece up exactly what was off about him as another Morty came in.
"It-It's you." Morty C-137 stuttered as he stared at his exact mirror image only with one black eye patch on one of his eyes.
(A/N Where the fuck am I taking this story? I don't know… I don't think there is a dimension in which I know where this is going…)
