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It was the day after your little adventure with Rick and Morty. It was quiet around the house as Jerry, Beth and Morty were all out shopping for Christmas. Rick was locked up in his garage doing who knows what while you are in the company of Summer.
The two of you are lounging about in the living room Summer typing away at her phone while you are lying on the sofa staring at the roof.
"Can this day get any more boring?" You roll over to your side placing your arm under your head. You look over to Summer who is ignoring you. She still continues to type on her phone completely oblivious to you. You start to hum loudly hoping this will get her attention. It doesn't. You resort to tapping on your thighs instead.
Summer finally looks up at you annoyed from your persistent drumming.
"Do you have to do that?"
You abruptly stop as you glance over to her.
"Sorry. I'm just bored. I'm trying to find ways to pass the time until something exciting happens."
Summer once again continues to ignore you, going back to her phone.
"Hey Summer! Can we have a conversation or something instead of you being completely ignorant to me?"
"Jeez. Take a chill pill."
The room is filled with silence as it gets a little awkward between the two of you.
"Ok. How about we go shopping for some new things? Maybe get you a cell phone or some new clothes?" She looks at you with excitement in her eyes.
"We can't. I don't have any money."
"That's why we have this!" You watch as Summer pulls out what looks to be a credit card.
"It's Grandpa Ricks. You can pay him back later somehow."
You look at her as if she is crazy. There is no way you can use someone else's money. Without asking you she pulls you up forcefully and drags you out the door and to the bus stop. You try to protest but she isn't having any of it. She starts to talk your ear off like crazy suggesting what you should buy. You try to get a word in but she just completely disregards you. At this moment you decide to tune her out as there was no point in trying.
After the agonizing bus trip you finally reach the mall. It wasn't a day where it was overcrowded but there was still a significant amount of people here. She drags you around by the arm until you reach a store that sells electronics. After spending a solid two hours in the store getting your new phone, watching them set it up and then explaining how to use it multiple times, you are finally excited for the new, shiny device. Even if it was not purchased with your money.
"Before we leave to go home we are going clothes shopping!"
You are pulled away from your phone screen as Summer yells this in your ear.
"Ok! Ok. We can buy a couple of things but that is it Summer." You try to lay down the law hoping Summer will listen to you.
You find yourself at the first clothes store, Summer already piling items into your arms. She is giving you shirts, tank tops, shorts, skirts and is that socks? Why would you need socks? You don't bother asking as she leads you to the change rooms.
You try on multiple different outfits before you end up spending a fortune. The same thing happens in the next two shops before you are both ready to go home. Both of you are lugging around handfuls of shopping bags when Summer suddenly stops.
"There is one more shop I want you to look at."
You stare up to what store she is talking about.
"No. No absolutely not. I don't need anything like that."
You go to walk away but once again she forcefully pulls you in. You try to voice your opinion but Summer is just talking over you again.
"I'm going to get you all new lingerie from Victoria Secret. We can throw away the shitty ones you are wearing now and finally impress a man."
You are offended by what she says to you. There is nothing wrong with your plain black undergarments. At least you aren't wearing the white ones anymore. She has you taken to the change rooms where there is someone waiting there to get you fitted.
After the lady is done she goes out and finds the perfect size for you. She comes back with sets of bras and underwear that match, if you could even call these things underwear. The small, skimpy thong looks like it wouldn't cover anything, especially not that curvaceous ass of yours.
"There is no way I am buying these 'things'." You hold one of the thongs up with your finger.
"The bras are pushing it Summer, can we not get normal panties?"
Summer begrudgingly agrees to be on the 'safer' side of the underwear game. You let out a sigh as this day is starting to take its toll on you. You head outside of the store to get some fresh air while Summer purchases your lingerie with Ricks credit card. Finally it is time to go home and get some rest. Today has been an exhausting day.
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It's the next morning. You roll over and pick up your phone, the time is 5:15am. Boy is that early. You look around the room and take note of all the bags that are occupying the space, there are too many to count. You hop out of bed only wearing your white tank top and underwear. You have the sudden urge to use the bathroom as you feel like your bladder is about to explode.
You quickly open the door and poke your head out to see if the coast is clear. No one is awake so you dart over to the bathroom to relieve yourself. You feel fully awake now so you decide to have a shower and start your day. After finishing up in the bathroom you head back over to your room and get dressed.
You open up your wardrobe only to find that it is empty. Summer must have come in and taken everything out. You turn to the bags on the floor as you have to wear something you bought yesterday. You wonder how long it is going to take before Rick finds out that he was the one to buy everything.
You go through the underwear bag first only to pull out something you aren't familiar with. A thong? This can't be happening. You turn the bag upside down and let the contents spill all over the floor. No! Why Summer? The only underwear that are in the bag are thongs! You can't believe she has done this. You look through your chested draws to see if she has kept your other ones in there. She hasn't. Urghh damn you Summer. You reluctantly put a pair on and find a laced red bra to match. You opt for a pair of grey sweatpants and a red tank top to go with the bra. You tie your hair up into a high ponytail before spraying yourself with perfume.
You head downstairs trying not to feel to uncomfortable. The thong just feels so wrong. The way it hitches up your ass and makes your sweatpants go up there as well. Looks like you'll just have to get used to use it. You make yourself some breakfast, just some cereal and stand at the kitchen counter.
You pull out your new phone from your pocket and open it up to the home screen. You aren't too sure what to do so you open up a game the technology people installed for you. You get so involved into the game that you aren't aware of what's happening in your surroundings.
It is slowly becoming daytime so the house is waking up. You don't hear the footsteps coming down the stairs as they gradually get louder, meaning they are coming into the kitchen. You don't notice them as you are lost in your own world. You are humming to yourself jiggling your butt along to your tune.
"You putting on a show for me?"
You gasp in shock as you weren't expecting anyone so soon. You abruptly turn around and see Rick standing there, hair dishevelled, wearing his long pyjamas pants (the fact he isn't wearing a shirt doesn't go by you either) and he was rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. It always is a different experience with Rick every time we meet, you never know how he is going to act .Especially when he is sober like this.
"You're looking good. Especially your ass sweetheart."
You stand there shocked at what he says. As soon as the shock passes, it's quickly replaced with anger.
"What gives you the right to say those kind of things to me?"
He just glares at you and says something even more obnoxious.
"I can say what I fucking want seeing as how I bought it all for you."
"You know already? How?" you look at him completely bewildered.
"You don't think I wouldn't notice my credit card missing."
You're not sure if he is taking this in a good way or a bad way. It's too hard to read Ricks expression. You pick up your bowl and go wash it out in the sink. He is keeping you on edge by watching every single one of your moves. You turn back around and face him, smiling slightly as you try to get past this embarrassing moment.
"I'm sorry for using your money without your permission. Summer kind of forced me to do it. I know I should have been more persistent in telling her no. Believe me I did try."
You feel so ashamed you can't even look at him in the face. You start to walk away from him when he speaks up and talks to you. You turn around and listen to what he has to say.
"Well I think I can come up with a few ideas for you to pay it back to me."
He walks past you but before he does he slaps you on the ass hard and winks at you, laughing as he walks away into the garage.
A/N: Thank you for reading this filler chapter :) I hope you are all enjoying Finding yourself in Time so far. Let me know what you think
Until next time xxx