Hers a boring chapter lmao
to the guest who said I was a moron: Senpai u are so rite! I changed my cover to honor u I'm ur whore
Toki: lmao I never bash my precious reviewers
Morty's head spun and was utterly empty as an effect of defeat. The only thing she paid attention to was the clacking sound Rick made on the keyboard with his thin fingers.
The girls breath came in long inhales and short huffs. Her chest was killing her and it was hard to breathe but she feared moving as her grandpa seemed unstable at the moment.
"Okay. Look at this." Rick set the chrome and glowing cerulean device down in front of the teens face, and completely flattened it. It was obvious that Rick had built this himself, as Morty didn't think anyone on earth could've constructed something like this, at least not in this century.
A hologram popped up from the middle of the laid out laptop. The image seemed to be a bunch of files on the different Mortys' from the multiverse.
Rick stuck his finger in the projection and scrolled sideways through the different profiles.
"This is a catalog of all of the registered Mortys' on the citadels database. It's not up for public viewing so I had to hack into it." Rick clicked a drop down menu and clicked a tab which appeared to lead to some settings menu. It was hard to tell with it being in an intergalactic language.
He checked two boxes and hit a button. The screen of faces appeared again but this time it was only female Mortys'.
He tapped on the photo in the middle of the projection.
The Morty was of course similar looking to her but was a shade or two darker than her.
"Morty of GX5O, assigned female at birth. Registered as fertile at the age of 14.466 Earth years. Reported as missing at the age of 14.748 Earth years."
He closed out and flicked over to another Morty. She looked much younger, her hair was much longer and tied into braid that laid over her shoulder.
"Morty of K168, assigned female at birth. Registered as fertile at the age of 10.156 Earth years. Reported as missing at the age of 11.267 Earth years."
Morticia gasped, but said nothing. 'She started so young, poor girl.'
He brought up another Morty. She looked significantly strange. She had dyed black hair that reached her shoulders, with black lipstick and apparel to match.
"Morty of 666J, assigned as female at birth. Registered as fertile at the age of 14.209 Earth years. Reported as missing at the age of 16.609."
He closed out and swiped his finger passing several different files before stopping.
This Morty looked even more different looking than the last one. The sides of her head were shaved. She wore a yellow muscle shirt. It complimented her arms which were... well muscly. A stern look was worn by her.
"Morty of 5N45, man assigned as female at birth. Registered as fertile at the age of 12.364 Earth years. Reported as missing at the age of 17.010 Earth years."
'Huh.' The young girl thought. She guessed they were a 'he', anyways he lasted longer out of the rest of them.
Rick picked up the laptop, closing the projection.
"And that is just the beginning, M-Morty. There are thousands of reports just like that. And maybe a-a-a hundred reports of fertile female Mortys' that aren't MIA."
This all felt stupid to the person still on the ground. 'Okay so? It's a weird coincidence.' She thought tiredly.
"And no Morty it isn't a c-c-c-coincidence, I can tell by your stupid unaffected face. Just stand up and talk to me." The old man expressed with irk.
"Ugh Rick, you're so mean." Morty whispered mainly to herself. She pushed up her body and rose to her feet.
"UgH rIcK, yOu'Re So MeAn." Rick mocked.
The brunette knitted her eyebrows together and growled low in frustration. "Okay Rick, so what does this mean for me?"
"O-O-Oh my god, are you really this thick? You're in danger." Rick rolled his eyes. He took a swig from a flask that he pulled from his lab coat. Which was a good sign for Rick, he was trying to slow his racing thoughts.
"Well I know that! But what are we going to do about it? The system probably already has down that I started."
"They don't, but it's a law made by the council of Ricks that us Ricks have to report things like this to the citadel for their Mortys' 'protection'."
Morty sat on the edge of Ricks bed, across from the man. "So shouldn't we report it? If the citadel can protect us."
Rick face palmed. "The whole reason these Mortys' are disappearing i-i-is and because there are most likely some Ricks like me who hack into the database and are looking for Mortys' like you."
"The Council of Ricks has to know about this r-r-right? A-A-About how most fertile Mortys' have disappeared?" This information was starting to make Morticia nervous, a knot of dread made itself clear in her stomach.
"Yeah. To try and help stop the kidnappings they made a medication for those who register as fertile. It blocks all symptoms that are the most apparent to Ricks. Mainly the irritating dog smell." Rick turned away and began typing again on the computer.
"...Is it really that bad?" Morticia swallowed.
"I-I-It's like if you found the dirtiest dog and pulverized it until it made an essential oil. And then constantly r-rubbed the juice inside my nose. So yeah, I guess you could say it's bad, Morty." He shot her a quick evil-eyed look.
"Sheesh Rick... I-I'm not doing this on purpose o-o-or anything like that." Morty stared at her shoes and bit the inside of her cheek.
"Yeah, w-well join the club." Rick swiveled around with the gadget in his lap. "Not only do you smell awful on your period, but it pisses me off."
"You-you-you can't help getting pissed?" The girl looked at him with a grimace and a lifted eyebrow.
"That's what I just said. That's why we've got to st-st-steal some medicine Morty. Here look." Rick turned the hologram back on. And another masculine doppelgänger of the teen popped up. They sported a not-too-high ponytail that was only a few inches long, and an eyepatch. "This Morty, from F566, just started her cycle a week ago. We can go steal her daily pills. Her Rick, K18ε6, is an idiot. Or should I say 'Rita'" He swiped to a picture of an abnormal feminine Rick. Wall-eyed, buck-toothed, with shoulder-length hair and uneven bangs. And of course what differentiated her more than most Ricks' was the giant sincere grin on her face.
"Aw shucks, I don't know Rick. I-I-I mean we couldn't steal a shipment of her pills, it's dangerous for them e-e-e-especially since sh-she's on the database." Morty would feel guilty for that.
Rick took a swig from his flask again. "Don't w-URP-orry Morty, we aren't stealing their shipment." The teenagers body relaxed a bit in relief. "We are stealing their whole subscription."
"WHA-W-We can't do that!" Morticia's voice cracked. "She'll get abducted!"
"Sucks to suck." Rick stood up and grabbed the portal gun on his nightstand and attempted to type in the dimension, before Morticia got to her feet, catching the barrel of the object in an instinctive move.
"No R-Rick, we can't." Morty pursed her lips and tried to pull the gun away.
Rick tugged the apparatus away only to bring his granddaughter with it. "Wecan't do it, but I will. Now let go Morty!"
"You let go! Even if you get them I won't take them." She censured, the tug-o-war continuing.
Rick squinted his eyes. "O-Oh really?"
"Y-yeah, Rick I-I won't let you ruin their lives." Morty pulled harder.
"Fi-EUGH-ne." Rick released the portal gun, Morty stumbling back and falling on her butt.
Rick put a hand on his hip.
"W-Well I hope you like hot flashes and not 'ringing the devils doorbell' because the only other choice is a full hysterectomy."
"What. No. Rick, come on you're like a genius o-o-o-or something," She stood up and grasped her hands together. "you've got to have some type of other solution. Some gadget or gizmo that can help me, or like make some kind of s-serum."
"I can't make one right now Morty!" He raised his voice. " I can't do anything around you right now! Not with the smell. Hell, I-I-I can't even get drunk!"
"What-Why not?" Questioned Morty.
"I'll lose control, Morty, you don't understand. Your smell. It's pissing me off so bad, I literally might f-fucking murder you if I'm not sober." He stepped closer and in a quiet but threatening voice, he gritted through his teeth, "Now are you going to let me get those pills?"
"R-Rick, no..." Morty stood strong by her decision.
Rick growled and raised his hand, as if to slap her. Expecting a blow, the girl flinched.
But it never came.
Opening her eyes slowly, she saw Rick clenching his raised hand, breathing deeply.
He turned on his heel without a word and opened the door of his room. Morticia followed him at a distance out of his room and to the garage. All the while shouting "Rick!"
He didn't listen. In the garage. He fiddled with a collar-like device and a screwdriver.
"What are you d-doing?" She tilted her head.
He set the screwdriver down, "Keeping you safe."
Morticia allowed the older man approach her and click the collar around her neck.
Rick walked towards the ship, opened the door and got in. When the teenager tried to enter, he put a hand in front of her.
"I'll see you in a week." Were his last words he sighed out before he closed the door and opened the garage door.
"Wait! Where are y-you going?"
But the vehicle was already past the threshold and in the air.
Morty tried to run outside but before she stepped into the sunlight the collar shocked her and she collapsed, the last thing she remembered was seeing the garage door close before passing out.
Lmao I hate the hospital