Morty to the infinite Power 3
"I… What?" Summer asked as she stared.
"Turning ghosts into people is complicated," Morty complained.
"But now you're a ghost," Summer said eyes tearing up.
"Hold on!" Morty concentrated and a wave of green and white energy ran over his limbs turning him human again… and dropping him on the floor on his ass. "Ouch!"
Summer hugged him tightly. "Don't scare me like that!"
Morty stood up with her still clinging to him. "Sorry, Sis, I didn't mean to scare you."
"Is your Summer that affectionate?" one of the naked Mortys asked another hopefully.
"No," Morticia admitted, "but we haven't spent a lot of time with her lately."
"Do we have to haunt her or hug her to get closer to her?" the other Morticia asked.
"Just spend some time with her," Summer said, not letting go of Morty. "Find things you can do together."
"Fine, but if we have to fake our deaths and haunt her, we will," one of the Mortys said before turning into a ghost.
"Just make sure you're wearing pants when you do it," Summer suggested, making the four realize they were still naked.
"Let's go home and get dressed," one of the Morticias said, switching the portal to her room. "Bye, thanks for all the help. I don't think we can ever repay you."
"Live good lives, have lots of fun," Morty said as the four entered Morticia's room. He closed the portal and switched the view to an empty world.
"The ghost thing is temporary right, you're really OK?"
"I'm fine and I can switch at will. I don't know if that would let come back from the dead, but it should help protect me from getting killed," he offered rubbing her back.
"Good," Summer said letting go and turning around to rub her eyes.
"You do know I'm not your original brother right?" At Summer's shocked look he quickly added, "Remember when I explained about me and Grandpa replacing the originals after an accident? I mean, you did dig up Rick to get a portal gun."
"Oh," Summer said calming down. "Yes, I remember that, and I wasn't as close to that Morty as I am with you. I know it's horrible to say… but I'm glad you're my brother and we're close because of all the stuff we've gone through together. I wouldn't want another Morty to take your place."
"Thanks, Sis," Morty said turning away to wipe his eyes. "Do you want to help me replace some clones?"
"Sure, what do we do?" she asked.
"We pick a clone or two, in case of twins, and then we download their memories and wake them. I like to let them pick the world they want and then we make the switch," Morty explained. "Really the order isn't important."
"And once we have a load of corpses we dump them in that one world," Summer said with a nod. "OK, how about a world where we are twins?"
"I haven't looked for one, but it is infinity," Morty said typing in the search parameters.
The two stared at the world that had popped up.
"How about one where we didn't die of auto erotic asphyxiation together?" Summer said slowly.
"That is a lot of alcohol bottles," Morty said as he looked at the floor around the bunk bed. "Mom is going to freak."
"Shit, that would destroy her," Summer realized. "OK, I'll get the bodies, you get the clones."
"Put this on," Morty said, handing her a helmet.
"What's this?"
"It copies your memories," Morty explained. "I upload it to the memory matrix and it downloads them to all your clones in one shot."
"Cool," Summer said, putting on the helmet.
*DING*
"I'll get the clones now," Morty said, heading off.
Summer stepped through into the bedroom, wincing at the smell of sex and alcohol that completely eclipsed anything else. "Wow," she said shaking her head.
The bedroom door opened and a teary eyed Beth came in and froze. "S-Summer," she stuttered out. "I… what am I seeing? You and your Brother… But you're alive and … older?"
Summer scrambled to find an excuse. "Time Travel!" she blurted out. "I've come from the future to fix this!"
"How can you fix something that's already happened?!" Beth asked completely horrified.
"Time Travel," Summer said firmly. "If we hadn't undone this I couldn't be here now. Don't ask me to explain it Grandpa Rick came up with it."
"B-but Dad's dead!" Beth burst out in tears clutching Summer who held her and rubbed her back.
"What happened?" Summer asked.
"Don't you already know?"
"Me and Morty completely wiped this from our memories so it could never occur again," Summer said. "As far as we're concerned this never happened. Now, how did Grandpa Rick die?"
"I… I don't know, we just found him with his head in a machine and a-ashes where his head had been. We think it had something to do with an ex girlfriend."
Summer nodded. "So not a problem."
A pair of naked fourteen year old clones stepped through the portal.
"Kids?" Beth asked hopefully.
"Mom!" they chorused, before hugging her tightly.
Summer quickly grabbed the corpses and drug them through the portal. "Bro, we need a Rick now!"
"On it," Morty said as she added the bodies to the pile. "Rick who has lost his family and wants to find a world with them."
As soon as Morty hit the button, Summer stuck her head through, "Grandpa Rick!"
"Summer?" he asked, eyes lined with unshed tears as he sat on the edge of a crater.
"Yes, now come on, Mom is drinking herself stupid over your death!"
He followed her into the portal and Morty switched the settings to the last world. "There, one complete family, but lacking a Grandpa Rick."
"Kids?" he asked confused.
Morty smirked. "Ricks are a dime a dozen, but that doesn't mean us Mortys don't appreciate them. Now, go be their Rick."
Rick blinked and then grinned widely and hugged them both tightly. "Chips off the old block," he said before going through the portal.
"-and you are both getting your own rooms," Beth said as they closed it down once more.
"That was both mentally scarring and disturbing while at the same time being kinda uplifting," Summer said.
"Yeah," Morty agreed. "Quick thinking on the time travel bit."
"Thanks," Summer said. "Wanna go make Grandpa Rick take us all out to some cheesy family restaurant and tell them it's his birthday so we can embarrass him?"
Morty grinned. "Yes, yes I do."
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"Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday… Rick Sanchez! Happy Birthday to you!" the animatronics sung as the bear in a top hat presented a cake filled with birthday candles.
Rick gave a weak glare at his grandchildren as they grinned evilly back and Beth burst out laughing.
"Happy Birthday, Gramps," Summer said cheerfully. "Blow out the candles."
Rick sighed heavily, but they could see the amusement in his eyes as he took a deep breath and blew on the candles…
*BOOM!*
...causing a huge fireball that singed everyone's hair and blackened the top of the cake.
"Kids, never expose your grandfather to open flame," Beth said before bursting out laughing along with Rick.
"Well played old man," Morty said, trying and failing to keep a straight face.
"We really should have seen this coming," Summer admitted.
"Got to get up pretty early *BURP* to put one over on me," Rick said smugly and patted his hip flask.
"Cut the cake!" Summer ordered.
The family quickly devoured most of the cake and a large pizza while talking about various things.
Summer elbowed Morty. "Looks like you're got an admirer." She gestured behind him.
"Really?" Morty turned around and saw a yellow bird animatronic wearing a bib staring blankly in their direction.
"Ha ha, very funny," Morty said, rolling his eyes.
"Well she is a cute 'chick'," Summer joked.
Morty shuddered. "I like anthropomorphic species as much as the next guy," he began before summer pointed to the next booth where there was a thin man with his hair up in a man bun sketching a picture of the bear animatronic and drooling slightly.
"OK, not nearly as much as him," Morty said. "I like cat girls and androids and such, but animatronics kinda freak me out."
"I know what you mean," Summer said, "I can take tentacled horrors and wasteland mutants without batting an eye, but I'd probably wet myself if I ran into one of these in the dark."
"Exactly, there is the uncanny valley where something is real close to human and just enough off to make you… twinge and then there is…" his voice trailed off as he tried to figure out how to put it.
"The Himalaya of creepiness where it is so obviously a machine trying to look like it's alive that you can't help but feel it's up to something," Summer said.
"That's it," Morty agreed. "Himalaya of creepiness isn't as good as uncanny valley though, we can probably come up with a better term for it."
"Hidden Horror?"
"No… too blatant, but two words is the way to go," Morty agreed.
"Metallic something," she offered.
"Inorganic disconcerting," Morty countered.
"Too many syllables," she disagreed.
"Relax kids, you can figure it out over the next week," Rick said as he filled out some paperwork and passed it to a human waiter.
"Huh, why?" Morty asked.
"Because it's my birthday and since my grandkids didn't see fit to get their dear old grandad anything I decided to get a present for myself!" Rick said with an evil grin while their mom was laughing so hard tears were coming from her eyes.
"And that is?" Summer asked.
"I got you two part time jobs as security guards at this fine establishment," Rick said. "The job is only a week *BURP* or five days so it won't mess with your weekend plans."
"That's not too bad, I guess," Summer said, "walking around the outside of the building and getting paid."
Rick's grin grew wider.
"What?" she asked.
"You two are going to be night security guards and patrol the inside of the building," Rick explained. "Any questions?"
"Why do all your birthday presents end up with someone needing therapy?" Morty asked.
"Because Morty, revenge is always the best present you can give yourself," Rick replied with a smirk and a burp.
"I'm going to remember that for my birthday," Summer warned.
Beth sighed happily. "You don't want to know the things I did growing up to try and get back at dad for one thing or another, none of them worked. They were fun though."
"I was so proud of your science fair experiment when you made that heat seeking bee cannon," Rick said smiling fondly at his daughter.
"I only got first place cause everyone else ended up in the hospital," she waved it off with a smile.
"We are going to be inside here at night, alone with these things," Morty said with a shiver.
"Can we fake our deaths and hide out in Mexico?" Summer asked.
"Not when you say it right in front of them," Morty pointed out.
"Sorry, kinda freaking out here."
"I understand, me too," Morty agreed.
"Happy Birthday to me! Happy Birthday to me!"
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"Maybe it won't be so bad," Morty said trying to be cheerful as the staff locked up and left.
"Are you kidding?" Summer deadpanned. "Look at how nervous the staff are."
Morty caught the keys the manager threw to him before fleeing out the back door. "OK, you may have a point there, plus it's kinda cold." His breath caused a small cloud of mist.
Summer took a deep breath and blew out, but no mist appeared. "Weird."
"Let's go to the office," Morty said, "we're supposed to monitor everything from there and they probably have a handbook or something."
"At least this is a pretty easy job," Summer said, "just sitting around all night."
"Creepy but quiet," Morty agreed. "We can play cards or something."
"Do you have a deck of cards on you?" she asked as they entered the security office and looked around.
"I got caught in a time bubble in the lab, where all I could do was wait for a week," Morty reminded her, "if not for a deck of cards I would have gone insane from boredom."
"How can a deck of cards keep you entertained for a week?" Summer asked. "I mean you can't even play poker since it's only you there and there are only so many games of solitaire anyone can stand."
"I can do card tricks, build houses of cards, throw cards," Morty listed off, "I also invented several new versions of solitaire."
"All in a week?" she asked doubtfully.
"The bubble kept me from getting hungry or thirsty and needing to use the restroom, but it also kept me from sleeping, so I was wide awake for an entire week straight," he explained.
"That's why you slept for three days!" she realized.
"Grandpa Rick said it was only mental stress, but I was really tired," Morty said.
"Hey, this says to push play," Summer said, clicking on a tape player.
"Hello, Hello? Uh, I wanted to record a message for you to help you get settled in on your first night…"
Typing by: fyrewolf5
TN: I'm sure absolutely nothing could possibly go wrong over the next 5 nights, I'm sure the animatronics will turn into nice friendly people overnight and spend their time hanging out with Morty and Summer, possibly even some flirting, while the kids try to break the curse that's turning them into animatronics during the day.
AN: Bwahahaha!
