Morty to the Infinite Power 4
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1st Night
"You're getting soft, old man," Beth teased as they drove home.
Rick laughed, happy to see the playful side of his daughter make an appearance. It had been a long time since he'd seen it, something he laid squarely at Jerry's feet. "Maybe a little, *BURP* but the kids could use a little more bonding time."
Beth laughed. "That is evil."
"It'll be like the Thunderdome in there," Rick said, "two children enter, one child leaves!"
"Or they'll learn to get along a little better," Beth said hopefully.
The two adults looked at each other and burst out laughing.
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"You are so lucky we aren't playing for money," Summer said with a grin as she laid down her hand.
"You have the luck of a Rick," Morty said ruefully, hitting a button and closing the hallway door in the face of a fox animatronic.
"I don't know how you do that," she said as she reshuffled the cards.
"Neither do I," Morty admitted, "I can just sense them when they're close by."
"And what's with the doors needing power to stay closed? Who designs something like that?!"
"I don't know, but tomorrow night I'm bringing some electromagnets to seal the doors so I don't have to keep hitting the button," Morty said, closing the door in front of the female bird animatronic.
"Told you she had a thing for you," Summer said as the yellow animatronic just stood there and stared at him through the window.
"Not my type," Morty replied as he looked at his cards.
"I don't know…" Summer teased, "I seem to recall one of us having a robo-whore and it wasn't me."
"Really?" Morty asked with a grin.
"Um… yeah," Summer said, confused at his response.
"From the ages of eleven to thirteen all my electronics that used double A batteries kept going dead because someone, and I won't say who, was stealing the batteries and leaving dead one in their place," Morty said.
"That's not the same thing," she said, hiding her face behind her cards.
"Mine was simply more complex and fusion powered," Morty said. "Full House!"
"I'm surprised you didn't drain its batteries," Summer said, "and that you haven't replaced it."
"Fusion core has a lifespan of sixty nine years," Morty said, "and I haven't figured out how to deactivate its pregnancy mode."
"So you do still have it," Summer said smugly. "Wait, didn't Grandpa Rick wipe its baby factory?"
"He removed the alien cells," Morty explained, "but that just caused it to look for another source of female DNA to use."
Summer groaned knowing there was only two sources of female DNA in the house and her room was the closest to his. "We need to get you a girlfriend."
"Hold on," Morty said standing up and looking around.
"What's wrong?"
"I can sense one close by, but not in the hallways," he said confused.
*CLANG*
The sound of the vent cover in the back of the room falling to the floor revealed the grinning face of the one-eyed, hook handed, fox animatronic just before it leapt out at them.
"Ahhh!" the pair screamed.
The animatronic reached for them, Morty shoving Summer out of the way so it could only grab one of them.
"Fuck, it's got me!" Morty exclaimed, struggling in its iron grip.
"Let go of my Brother!" Summer roared as she leapt on its back and wrapped her arms around its head.
The blinded animatronic stumbled around until with the sound of tearing metal Summer fell off with its head in her hands, hitting her own head against the side of the desk.
"Summer!" Morty yelled in a panic, green and white energy outlined his form for a second before he ghosted through its grip and kicked the headless animatronic out into the hall.
"Morty?" Summer asked, blinking her eyes and rubbing the back of her head.
"Sis?" he said worriedly hovering in the air in front of her. "Are you OK?"
"Yeah, just hit my head," Summer said. "Aww crap!"
"Crap?" Morty asked before seeing where her gaze was. He spun around and saw the blue bunny animatronic. "You stay away from her!" he yelled trying to cover her body with his own as it lunged forward.
*Thud*
The blue animatronic thudded through the pair of them and into the desk.
"OK, I did not expect this," Summer said, standing up with a translucent ooze covering her.
"Sorry," Morty apologized realizing he'd just slimed his sister.
"It's OK, I hear this stuff is great for the skin," she deadpanned.
Morty laughed nervously as the blue animatronic waved a hand through them and then wandered off.
"I think it's time for a smoke break," Summer said turning and walking through the wall like she'd been doing it her entire life with Morty floating after her.
8am
"Time to go back in," Summer said, putting the cards back in their box.
"Give me a second," Morty said closing his eyes and concentrating before flying through his sister.
Summer wiped goo from her eyes. "You could have just ghosted through the door and opened it for me," she pointed out with a sigh.
"Sorry," he apologized before floating through the wall.
"Oh well, at least this is good work experience for if I ever decide to go to work in the Japanese porn industry."
Summer walked through the wall and a few others only to find a confused Morty looking around the empty office.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
"I can't find the fox's head and his body isn't in the hall," Morty said.
Summer checked the cameras. "He's back on stage, they must have fixed him."
"They aren't designed well enough for that," Morty said with a frown.
"Yeah, they really aren't," Summer agreed wiping ectoplasm from her hair as she thought about it.
"Let's get some sleep," Morty said, "we can research it later."
"Fine, but tonight we're bringing a set of full body animal costumes," she decided.
"You must need sleep worse than I thought," Morty said concerned as he floated over to examine her.
Summer rolled her eyes. "Think, Bro. The animatronics only attack people who aren't dressed up like they are. If we get some mascot outfits they'll ignore us."
"That's brilliant!" Morty said.
"Threats of death and other things does bring it out of me," she agreed modestly while wiping off her arms.
"I was just thinking about sending mutant clones in our places," Morty said, "but your idea is much better, we're a lot less likely to get caught."
"Now the only question is where we get the costumes from," Summer said.
"Portal machine," Morty said as if it was obvious.
"Portal machine?" Summer asked.
"Sure, we just look for a place with a closed down or abandoned amusement park and pick up a couple of free costumes," Morty said.
"That portal machine is so much better than Grandpa's portal gun," Summer said with a grin as she considered the uses they could put it to.
"Yeah, you can see where you are going before you decide to go through it and the console allows you to search for what you want without needing to know the coordinates," Morty agreed.
"But why is the portal machine so much better than the portal gun?" Summer asked. "I mean there has to be a reason grandpa sticks with it."
"We can ask him when we get home," Morty said, "for now let's just clock out and get some breakfast."
"Yeah," Summer agreed. "Um, you might want to resurrect yourself first."
"Resurrect? Oh," Morty said getting what she was talking about. He made sure to put both feet on the ground before becoming human this time.
Seeing Morty was human again Summer stepped forward and wrapped him in a tight hug, practically smothering him in her chest. "I'm so glad you're OK," she said.
Once she'd released him Morty said, "It's OK Sis, you know while I tend to bruise easily I'm kinda hard to break." He wiped goo off his face.
"I know, I just worry," she said giving him another hug.
"Wait a minute," he said suspiciously. "You stood on your tiptoes the first time to mash my face in your… chest. You did all this just to slime me?"
"Bro, I did it because I love you and I was worried about you," she said earnestly, "revenge was a secondary consideration."
"But still a consideration," he said with a grin.
"Well, I am my grandfather's granddaughter, and you did goo me unnecessarily not five minutes ago."
"Yeah, that's fair," Morty admitted. "Let's go get breakfast."
After breakfast
"Grandpa Rick, why does the portal machine work so much better than the portal gun? I mean I know it's bigger, but you can miniaturize anything," Summer said.
"Oh, well that's because of the power source, honey," he said with a proud smile. "And I can't miniaturize that without causing the summoning of tentacled horrors."
"What?" Summer asked.
"I was thinking it was nuclear or something like that, I guess I was way off," Morty admitted.
"Way, way off," Rick agreed. "See I got the idea from this group of wannabe gods and their leader Dark… speed? Anyway, Darkspeed ran his technology off of the souls of tortured puppies."
Rick's grandkids looked at him in horror.
"Naturally I thought that was completely fucked up, it was almost as bad as old Rusty Jr's dream machine that was run off the heart of an abandoned child." Rick shook his head.
The kids let out a relieved sigh.
"Then I thought, what if I combined the two technologies!"
The kids went back to looking horrified again, Morty grabbing Summer's hand and the two clinging together.
"So, what I did was find a crippled kitten," Rick said proudly, seemingly unaware of his grandkids mounting horror.
"A-a crippled kitten?" Morty stuttered out.
"The more miserable and crippled the better," Rick said before taking a hit off his flask. "I wire the cripple kitten into a pod… like in that movie The Matrix. You've seen that, right?"
The two nodded slowly.
"And then I program it to keep the kitten alive as long as possible while providing the best simulation of a perfect world for it."
"So, the machine is powered by…" Summer said unsure.
"The absolute joy of a crippled kitten," Rick said. "Well there is some loss of power through the dimensional matrix so I find it best to use multiple kittens, you know in case one dies of bliss."
"Oh," Summer said as she and Morty released each other.
"That explains why it sounds like it's purring sometimes," Morty said making a mental note not to ask any more questions about how Rick powered anything, as the answers were always disturbing.
"How was work?" Rick asked with a smirk.
"The animatronics kill anyone they find after midnight, due to a programming error, so we have to hide in the security office," Summer explained.
"And since they are always looking for a way into the office it's a bit nerve wracking," Morty admitted.
"What's worse is the doors need power to keep them closed and everything is run on batteries at night," Summer said. "It's like some bizarre experiment."
Rick paused as he'd been about to take a hit off his flask and look at it suspiciously.
"Anyway, we're going to go use the portal machine to get a couple of mascot outfits, so the animatronics will ignore us," Summer said.
"And then get some sleep," Morty reminded her.
"Yeah, I am bushed," she said with a sigh.
"Night, Grandpa Rick," Morty said.
"Night Grandpa," Summer added and the two left.
"Computer," Rick said, "make a note mixture 1256B causes vivid and bizarre hallucinations. Move it to the list of 'only drink if really bored' and get me a flask of 259p."
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"Let's get this done, I am so sleepy," Summer complained.
"OK, find me a world where me and Summer wear animal outfits but don't need them anymore," Morty said. "This way we know they'll fit."
"Good thinking," Summer said before they saw what came up on screen. She sighed. "I'll get the clones."
"I'll get the bodies," Morty said. "I'm glad they took the suits off first," he muttered.
Ten minutes later…
Morty shut the portal and switched the view back to Morticia's portal room, where she was eating breakfast and looked half awake.
"Why do you keep switching the portal back to there?" Summer asked as she examined her fur suit. "What even is this?"
"Some type of… hedgehog?" he guessed. "Wait, I remember it's from a video game that's a bandicoot."
"A bandicoot?" she asked. "Never heard of it."
"Kind of a mix of dog and fox," Morty replied with a shrug.
"Better than shivering outside all night," Summer said.
"I'm pretty sure mine was based on Luigi in a raccoon suit," Morty offered.
"That would explain the nose and mustache," she said. "Well, if we're done, I am going to go sleep for about ten hours."
"Um," Morty stood up and held out his arms.
Summer hugged him. "What's wrong?"
"Just not used to handling your corpse, that's all," Morty said, turning his head to press his ear to her chest.
"All out of comforting wisdom," Summer admitted as she stroked his head. "Everything I can think of saying is trite, but I'm here for you little brother and I'm alive and well."
Morty sighed and reluctantly let her go. "That does make me feel better, thanks."
"Anytime," she promised. "Come on, I'll help you dispose of my body."
"It's OK, I'm good now," he promised, "but let's update our memories so the clones are less confused."
"Sure," Summer agreed as he retrieved the helmet.
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Morticia looked up from her cereal as a portal opened in the room. "Morty?" she asked surprised.
"I wanted to update the memories so the female clones aren't so shocked," Morty explained. "Are you OK? You look tired."
"I am tired," she agreed. "It's a long slow process and moving bodies who are often bigger than me doesn't help."
"And I have Summer to help me while you don't because you don't get along," Morty realized.
"How did you know?" she asked.
"Clones talk, not to mention what type of worlds they've requested," Morty said. "One thing we can take care of right now is the main memory download console. It allows you to program a bunch of clones at once."
"That would help," she said with a bright smile and followed him into the tangle of cables coming off the pods.
Morty set the helmet on a silver sphere that stuck off the console. He hit a few buttons. "All the clones of me are done. Want me to program all of Summer's clones with my Summer's memories? They'll be a lot more cooperative."
"Please," Morticia said.
He hit a couple of buttons. "And done!" He handed her the helmet. "Let's update yours before we download your memories to them."
She accepted the helmet and put it on, taking it off once it dinged and handing it back.
Morty placed it on the silver globe and hit a couple more buttons. "And done." He retrieved the helmet and they walked back to the console.
"Thank you," she said, "this is such a huge help. I don't suppose grandpa hid any automatic body disposal units around?" she asked hopefully.
"No, but that's pretty easy to handle," he promised. "Just ask a Morty to help, I've gotten pretty used to handling bodies, sad to say."
"I should have thought of that," she said with a groan.
"You did think of that," he told her, setting the helmet down and stepping forward to give her a hug.
"Morty?" she asked confused.
"You looked like you needed a hug," he said not letting go.
Her arms came up to encircle him. "I'm glad I'm so perceptive today," she said voice shaking a little.
Morty sat down and pulled her onto his lap, not saying a word.
"I-I hadn't realized how big reality was until I started looking at all the worlds," she said, squeezing him tightly. "In the face of infinity does anything we do matter?" she asked, her tone promising tears.
"It matters to me," he said and stroked her back, "and it matter to the infinite other us'es that are out there wondering the same thing. Infinity goes both ways, if we are infinitely small in comparison we are infinitely large as well."
Morticia pulled back and looked him in the eye. "That sounds like an infinite pile of bullshit."
"Do you feel better?"
She considered that and smiled. "I do."
"Then that's all that matters," he said. "I'm not the kind of person who can deal with the big questions, I prefer the small ones. Does truth and beauty exist separate of our perceptions of them? I don't know, but I do know that one day I am going to lick a bead of sweat off Jessica's heaving breasts."
"I've actually done that," Morticia said.
"Really?!" he asked in disbelief.
"Girls shower room after gym, she slipped and landed on me while I was yawning."
"You are awesome," Morty said. "Anyway, see? I said one day I would and here I already have. You've got to find a way to let out some of the stress and worry, I find hugs work well."
"They do," she agreed giving him a squeeze. "Well, I'm going to go… freshen up. Don't leave until I get back."
"I won't," Morty promised.
Morticia got up and went to the bathroom to splash some cold water on her face and fix her hair a bit. She didn't want her other self to leave thinking she was a slob.
Once she felt she was presentable she returned to the lab only to stare in horror at what she found. Her older sister was flirting with Morty!
And worse it looked to be working.
She grit her teeth in anger as Summer leaned down to tie her shoelaces, bending at the waist right in front of Morty.
"I am just so clumsy today," Summer said with a giggle as she re-tied her shoelace, making sure to give her little sister's friend an eyeful.
"Oh, I know how that goes," Morty agreed pretending to be fascinated by her cleavage while plotting revenge. "I once almost blinded a girl I was… involved with because of… excessive volume," he said with a leer. "Wanna see how?"
Typing by: fyrewolf5
TN: I wonder how many perfectly good mixes Rick will mark as causing problems before this is over, then what will happen when he goes to try them later expecting interesting results, only for nothing to happen.
