It was the day of their meeting with Unity. Morty was dreading it. Summer was looking forward to it. Rick was...well Rick. He seemed ecstatic, but Rick's intentions were always fairly inscrutable.
They gathered in the garage, just after noon. The hideous "machine" Rick was building having taken over approximately a third of it at this point. Spreading like a cancer.
"Rick what the hell is that?" Morty asked.
"None of your *hic* God damn business Morty. You wouldn't understand anyway. So just shut your yap and try not to embarrass me." Rick said.
"Grandpa Rick if this is just an excuse to run off and fuck Unity and leave us stranded on some alien world..." Summer said.
"Don't you worry your butchy little head. The place we're going is safe. Trust me." Rick said. Morty didn't trust him. And Summer took what he said with mothanhen a grain of salt.
"Whatever. Let's just go already then." Morty said.
"My thought's exactly." Rick said took out his portal gun and fired. The three of them hopped in, one after the other.
The other side looked very much like their garage, only overgrown with plants. The plants looked strange. Like something you'd find on earth but...changed. Either different colors or way bigger than usual or covered in unusually large thorns.
"Where are we?" Summer asked.
"Close to Unity. So just shut up and *hic* follow me." Rick said, as he moved past the plants.
"A-are...these plants dangerous?" Morty asked.
"Probably *hic* not. But I wouldn't eat any or touch any of the thorns." Rick said.
"Grandpa Rick, you promised us this was safe." Summer said.
"What part of shut up and follow me did you two morons not understand?" Rick said. Reluctantly, the two began to carefully follow, trudging through the plants and trying to avoid making much contact with them.
Once they managed to leave the confines of the garage, they looked out into a neighborhood identical to thier own, only taken over by these strange super plants. Fungi was present as well, growing on the sidewalks and out of cars.
"Rick, what the hell?!" Morty yelled.
"Sh. It's fine. We've gotta *hic* keep moving. Unity's close." Rick said, and he kept trudging on.
"Cmon, Morty. It will be more dangerous if we're left behind." Summer said, giving him a confident smile and sticking out her hand. Morty took it and felt his nerves settle a little as his sister guided him through the plants.
They made it to a house at the end of the block. It was surrounded by a wall of roots and thorny vines and dangerous looking fungi and much else, forming a defensive perimeter.
"Unity. It's me *hic* Rick. i've arrived and brought the Grandkids." Rick said. A moment passed. Two. Three. Then the roots and vines began retreating and the doorway cleared. Rick walked up and into the house casually. Like it was no big deal. Summer followed him, almost dragging Morty along. Vines clung to the walls and floors like veins, and the trio seemed to be following them to it's heart.
And in the center of the house was indeed some sort of heart. A strange blood-red jewel surrounded by vines on a pedestal. And sitting at a desk across from this pedestal was a human woman in her mid-thirties to early forties, with short red hair, green eyes and a huge pair of breasts. She was wearing a green dress and a torc, which had a glowing emerald in the middle of it.
"Unity. It's great to see you." Rick said.
"It's great to see you again too Rick. Morty, Summer. Welcome to New Gaea. Our new and...most likely permanent home." Unity said.
"Nice to see you again Unity. You know this place...it's really beautiful actually." Summer said, practically salivating over the gorgeous curves of Unity. What she would do to unwrap that short dress of hers and fondle the treasures inside.
"I'm glad you like it. We worked hard to make it this way. There was a lot of resistance, but everyone is happier this way. Everyone is always happier with Unity." Unity said.
"Wh-what is this pl-place? It looks a lot like Earth." Morty said. He had a bad feeling about all of this and wasn't going to let Rick's love and Summer's crush distract them from possible danger.
"That's because it is Earth. Well was. And it was one Earth out of many. Point is place was going to hell. So we fixed it." Unity said.
"Fixed it? So you caused all the damage with the plants or...?" Summer said, shaking her head a bit. Those boobies were hypnotic, she thought, she should probably keep her head on straight. Morty was counting on her.
"Yes. Well yes and no. We simply made sure the good guys won. Lots of people died sadly, but this was the best case scenario for the planet at the point I arrived." Unity said.
"is th-there people left? I haven't s-seen any-anyone." Morty said.
"Of course. Lots. Not many people around here though. The closest are further into the city. You can meet them if you'd like." Unity said.
"Sure. I'd like to *hic* see more of what you've done to the place. Some of these plants look hallucinogenic as fuck, and I'd like a *hic* party." Rick said.
"Of course. Don't worry. Unity will take care of all of your needs. And you will be free to maintain your individual selves." Unity said.
"Gee thanks." Morty muttered.
The four (or three and an individual manifestation of a collective consciousness) made their way to deeper into the city. Rick and Unity in front and Summer and Morty, holding hands and bringing up the rear. Morty noticed that Summer's eyes were trained firmly on Unity's copious backside. Watching as her hips swayed back and forth. It was like she was hypnotized.
Morty rolled his eyes. He had never been taken by Unity's charms and wasn't in this form either. She just wasn't his type.
This was worrying though. He was the only one that seemed to have his head on straight about this entire situation. And he was just some weak, stupid kid. If things got dangerous he was worthless. He only ever got lucky the few times he had to survive without Rick or Summer's help.
And they were moving ever deeper into the flora consumed city. He could see the shapes of animals moving in the distance. Birds nesting in the buildings and trees above and around them. Insects crawling on the ground or flitting through the air.
But still no people.