When Summer had first seen Morty her stomach churned. Rick had set her down in front of the stitched up zombified version of her brother to stroke the things hair.

"You see Summer, I have created artificial life with Ship, but I always knew I could do so much more, you see." Rick chuckled as he pulled Morty's face towards him.

"Isn't he a work of pure art?"

Summer scrambled backwards hitting the headboard of the bed as she silently pleaded for a way out of the situation.

"R-Rick my god what have you done!" Summer whimpered as she watched the creature wearing her brother's face gaze at her with empty soulless eyes.

"Something, amazing." Rick stated as he kissed Morty's lips.

Summers eyes hovered to the door then back to Rick who watched her with wrapped attention.

"Summer don't do it." Rick warned as he held Morty closer "play house or i'll make you play house."

Summer didn't need anymore convincing as she jolted up from the bed to get to the door.

Summer felt Rick tackle her to the ground as her fingers brushed against the nob. Summer screamed as she fell face first onto the cold wood floor.

"Ship! Ship help me!"

Rick slammed Summers head down onto the floorboards muffling her screams.
"Why can't anyone in this family play their part without bitching huh? I have worked so hard to keep us together. And this is the thanks I get?" Rick snarled as he continued to slam Summers face into the floor.

Behind the scene Morty whined as he scampered over towards them nudging Ricks shoulder with his palms.

Rick ceased his beatings as he tried to regain his composer. His breath was ragged as he pulled Summer off of the floor. She was too weak to struggle as her energy was depleted.

"You see Summer I know it's hard. That's why I made this."

Rick placed his hand into his pocket to pull out a small chip device.

"Don't worry you'll still be you. Just more accepting of your family's quirky traits."

With the same hand holding the chip Rick reached into his pocket again coming out with a knife.

Summer's eyes bulged as she tried to use her reserve energy to get out of Rick's grasp.

"It's alright I just need to make a small incision right, here!"

The slice was jarred from Summers movement making the gash splash blood onto the floor. Small drips leaked there way down Ricks arm as he dragged her back to the bed. Pulling her down Rick dropped the knife to grab the chip held in his palm.

"This is going to hurt. Don't worry I know a great nurse who will stay by your bedside all night."

Summers' head tilted back as her sobbing figure warped to gargled screams as he shoved his hand into her chest. As Rick's hand started to slowly descend deeper, Summers' brain started to feel fuzzy. Her eyes moved to the side as a whimper emanated from their witness. Morty's face came closer to hers, licking the salty trail of tears off her cheek.

"T-Thank you Morty…"

The damage was done.

Rick had left after ensuring the chip was functioning fine and giving Morty one last peck on his cheek.

Morty turned to Summers' limp figure as her body convulsed from the chips rewiring her brain.

Morty approached her watching as a hand slowly came up to pet his head.

Morty whimpered, staring at the wound on her chest.

"It's alright now."

The creature came closer to lick the blood dripping onto her clothing.

"How thoughtful Morty."

Morty's own hand came up to pat her head as a garbled sound emanated from the undead's mouth.

"Summer."

They sat in silence for a few minutes as Morty continued to lick her like a mother cat.

"It's alright."

After that the sound of footsteps outside the door could be heard. Summer slumped against the bed frame once more as the door handle was turned.