Hey guys, I wrote this Rick and Morty fanfiction after the Rick and Morty episode Close Rick-Counters of the Rick-Kind aired. It takes place right after the episode ends. It's called, Deliver Us From Morty. Enjoy! :)

Chapter 1

Evil Morty looks back, and then joins the horde of Rick-less Morty's. He enters one of the starships with at least 100 Morty's. Various sounds in the ship can be heard, the sounds of the crew over the intercom, the captain barking orders to his staff, the sound of all the Morty's jib jabbering can be heard all over the ship. Their echo's travel from level to level. Evil Morty sighs. His plan was ruined. Ruined by Rick and Morty from Dimension C-137. He would eventually continue his plan, but not now. Too much Rick heat. No, instead, Evil Morty would lay low. Spy on the Morty's who still have Rick's, spy on the council of Rick's, and then make a move. The plan would have to be diabolical of course, after all Evil Morty is evil. No time for cute stuff.

Evil Morty looked around in the room he was in. Five other Morty's were inside the same room. A buff Morty was doing reps with two other Morty's acting as dumbbells. The other two Morty's were by the vending machine pigging out on snacks.

Disgusting, Evil Morty thought.

Evil Morty shrugged and walked over to the two Morty's by the vending machine. Acne covered Morty looked up, chocolate on his face. He noticed Evil Morty walking his way. He nudged cool looking sunglasses Morty and cocked his head toward Evil Morty. Cool looking sunglasses Morty stopped munching on Strawberry Smiggles and eyed Evil Morty.

"S, sup!" Evil Morty greeted acne covered Morty and cool looking sunglasses Morty.

"H, he, hey!" Acne covered Morty replied. "H, he, hello!" Replied cool looking sunglasses Morty.

"S, s, so. Do you know w, where this b, b, bucket of bolts is t, ta, taking us?" Evil Morty asked.

Acne covered Morty shrugged his shoulders as if to say, I dunno man. But cool looking sunglasses knew. He lifted his shades, and put it on his head.

"Ye, ye, yeah. I know where the, they're taking u, us. I overheard one o, of the ship crew m, m, members that they are taking this g, grou, group of Morty's to dimension C500-9.

Evil Morty raised an eyebrow. Why dimension C500-9? What was waiting for all of these Morty's?

"Do y, you know w, why they're t, t, taking us to dimension C500-9? Evil Morty inquired. "Also, we need a portal gun to get there, do we not?"

Cool looking sunglasses Morty nodded.

"Apparently dimension C500-9 has a daycare for Morty's. We'll be safe there. Also, yes. We do need a portal g, g, gun. I hear that w, we're on our way to meet a Rick tha, that will t, take us to dimension C500-9." Cool looking sunglasses Morty explained.

"A, a, da, daycare? For Morty's?" Evil Morty asked. Evil Morty was confused. What purpose would a daycare for Morty's serve? All the Morty's would be stuck there without a Rick to come back for them. That's evil, a little too evil. Evil Morty smirked

"Ye, yeah, seems stupid right? I mean, we, we're all old enough to t, take care of our, ourselves. We d, don't need a stinking d, d, day care service." Acne covered Morty retorted. He took another bite from his chocolate bar.

Acne covered Morty made perfect sense. All the Morty's on this vessel were 14 years old. They were well off to on their own. So why a daycare for Morty's? And who was this Rick they were on their way to see? Evil Morty couldn't make any sense of it, so he smiled and let out his hand.

"Mind if I have a bite of your Strawberry Smiggles?" Evil Morty asked cool looking sunglasses Morty.

"S, s, sure. He, here you go!" Cool looking sunglasses Morty replied. He handed the box of cereal to Evil Morty, and Evil Morty was excited. He hasn't had any Strawberry Smiggles since...since...the last time he was with Rick. His Rick. He remembered the very event that made him lose Rick. The pain...The painful memories...Evil Morty winced, tears were forming and falling down his cheeks.

"G, ge, gee wiz, man. Are y, y, you okay?" Acne covered Morty asked with concern.

"I'm f, fine." Morty wiped his tears with his hands. Just t, tired." Evil Morty replied.

That was a lie. Evil Morty was sad. He missed his buddy Rick. Evil Morty walked to the wall, sat down and closed his eyes. The ship started to take off. The last thing Evil Morty heard right before he dozed off was the voice from the Captain on the intercom.

Captain of the Smudgeon 56E

"This is your Captain. Prepare for take-off. Next stop, Blips and Chitz."