A/N: Here is chapter 4 of a Psychic's Tale.
Disclaimer: I don't own Rick and Morty, neither Pocket Mortys.
The team were out in the Citadel to go to Salesman Rick for supplies, much to Rick's dismay, met up with Doofus Rick.
"Hey, Rick C-288." A Rick with buckteeth and a bowl haircut approached him.
"Oh god, not this guy…." He whispered
Rainbow Morty whispered to 214.
"I heard that guy eats his own shit." He whispered.
214 giggled.
"Well, isn't it Doofus Rick?" He said with sarcasm.
"I'm not Doofus Rick, I'm Rick J Nineteen Zeta 7!" He protested.
"Isn't that the timeline where everyone eats their own shit?" 214 blurted out.
The OG Morty tried to hold back a laugh, despite his easygoing personality, the other Morty's jokes, often drove him to hysterical laughter.
"Hey, I don't eat poo!" He protested.
"Suuure you do….." He said.
A lot of Ricks compared 214 to Ma from an Northern Irish comedy called Give My Head Peace from his snarky comments.
They went to the Salesman Rick.
"Hey, what can I get you?" He said.
"4 Pure Serums, 7 Halzingers, 8 Pure Plutonic Rocks and a Speed Mega Seed." He said.
After paying for the items, they went back to the daycare.
"We'll be in a huge clusterfuck tomorrow, remember that." He said to the group.
They nodded, they spent the entire time today in the daycare, eating, drinking, and playing with eachother.
414 talked to Tele.
"How did 214 arrive as Psychokinetic Morty?" He asked.
"Well, if you woke up with the bad headache, your family freaked when they saw your scar and had to abandon you, you arrive as Telepathic Morty, if you get expelled from school for crushing your teacher and your family freak out and leave you, you arrive as Telekinetic Morty, if you move planets and freak everyone out, you arrive here as Psychokinetic Morty, you understand now?" 414 explained
"Oh, okay." He said.
Tele had a timid nature like most Mortys, but what they didn't have is that he was considered the prince of trash-talking and remarks.
He once made a Buff Morty commit suicide by repeatedly asking if he uses steroids, why he looks gay and other things.
Having four Psychokinetic Mortys was actually pretty easy, despite a usual barbaric psychic reputation, they were more well-behaved than a lot of the other Mortys not used on the team.
To tell them all apart, they wore tags with their dimension number on it.
164 was more of a stay-at-Daycare Morty, 701 was often allowed as long as he kept an eye on Psychio and Tele, 414 was deployed in Team C with Mortici, Goo and Dirt, who was a Hobo Morty and the same for 214 in Team A.
Tele was seen reading a book, even though Mortys were considered to be stupid, Tele could read.
Eightie approached him.
"Hey Tele, how long have we been friends?" He asked him.
"Oh, let me think….." He said.
He stood up.
"Never." He said.
"I know we are both to blame." He replied back.
"Yeah, except me." He said in a snarky tone.
"I'm trying to be nice to you, you bandaged head bastard!" He yelled.
"If you can please put on some pants, that'll be lovely." Tele said, insulting Eightie's style of clothes.
"You son-of-a-bitch!" He said, trying to punch Tele.
"Don't we have the same mother from our universes?" He said, deadpan.
The others looked on, they rooted on Tele.
164 whispered to Old Morty, who was a Morty with elderly man features
"Hey, old bastard, this guy can't take more of Tele's trash-talking and trolling." He said.
Eightie ran out of the room screaming.
"It'll teach him not to play glam 80's music after 11:00." He said.
He sat down and read his book.
Eightie had done it again, he was dancing on his bed and 80's glam music was playing, much to othe other's dismay.
414 got up and marched right up to Eightie's room.
"Will you please…..SHUT THE FUCK UP?!" 414 yelled.
Eightie turned around.
"There's 4 Psychokinetic Mortys including me trying to sleep, but what the hell are you doing at 2 O'CLOCK IN THE MORNING!" 414 yelled.
"I'm allowed, It's apart of Miami culture." He said.
"I have more acute hearing than my own pre-evolutions, and that music is like visiting a fucking parade, I can still hear it, close your eyes, turn that music off, and go to fucking sleep." 414 said before slamming the door.
He marched back to his own dorm.
The team were out on another mission, 214 hated the smell of this dimension, it smelt like somebody died.
"Rick, It fucking stinks!" 214 complained.
"What do you want me to do, 214!" He retorted.
He then calmed a little.
"Yes, I know it smells disgusting." He said.
They finally reached the leader, it went on with ease, even though 214 suffered minor injuries, he was not seriously hurt.
They arrived back at the Citedal, went to the Healing Center and decided to take a break.
The team got their 57th medal after a few days of taking breaks from badge-catching.
"Mind Meld!" 214 yelled
After finishing off the Orange Shirt Morty, he put his hands in the air.
"Aw, yeah!" He said in an excited voice.
The green portal opened and the team went through it.
"Just three more to go until were Badge Level 60!" Rick said
"Fuck yeah, when we do it, we can have a huge party, how many badges can you get?!" 214 asked Rick.
"Probably at least a hundred." He replied back.
Back at the day care, Turbulent was flexing himself infront of a mirror, Jerry Fan Morty was talking how great Jerry is and Headism Morty was promoting his stupid religion.
"The Giant Head is our saviour!" He preached.
"Yo, Head Brain, It was just a fucking music competition the Cromulons hosted!" 414 said.
414 was more profane than the other PSYK Mortys, he used a lot of bad language.
Turbulent Juice Morty went up to Mortici.
"Heeeey, baby, like what you see?" He asked her in a flirty manner.
"Errr…..No." She replied back.
"Fuck off." 414 said.
414 despised the three Mortys Rick won from the Morty Games event, he urged Rick to take them back, he found Jerry Fan Morty to be the most annoying and detestable thing known to man, he would not shut the fuck up how great Rick's despised son-in-law was, EVEN Super Rick Fan Morty, or his nickname SRF thought he was annoying.
"People thought my obsession with Rick was awful, This guy is a million times worse!" SRF Morty spoke.
SRF Morty was a Morty dressed in Rick memorabillia, including a T-shirt, a hat, a plush doll he carried around, and some other crap, it often made Rick uncomfortable, and SRF Morty could respect his boundaries despite his Morty Deck entry describing him as gullible and fanatic.
"Obey the heads, obey the heads!" Headism Morty preached.
Even the One True Morty found Headism Morty annoying, he was sick of him tying Mortys to balloons and releasing them into the air using scissors, he had to save Tele's ass over 30 times since he hatched from Egg Morty.
"No, Head, No!" He said as he ran over and saved Tele from one of his stupid balloon ritual.
But Turbulent Juice Morty was the worst, he would piss off other Mortys off by flexing his muscles near them and squirting Turbulent Juice all over them when they didn't want it.
He also body-shamed them.
He could fight with the two Wrestler Mortys, due to their high level, won without worry.
He also thought he was better than everyone because he was a lot bigger than the other Mortys.
When Rick arrived back, SRF Morty went up to him.
"Rick, Turbulent, Fanboy and Head Brain are pissing everyone off again!" SRF Morty told Rick.
414 then went up to Rick.
"Please…Rick, I BEG you to take them back, they make Super Morty Fan Morty look sane by comparison." He said.
"Don't compare me to them!" SMF Morty said while speaking with a Guard Morty.
A lot of Mortys begged Rick to take them back, even new arrivals.
Miami Morty, despite him and 414 hating eachother, he couldn't even stand any of the three.
"Look, I need to fill up the Morty Deck, d-bags, get used to it." He said.
414 turned to Turbulent Juice Morty
"If I started building walls today and I didn't stop for the next 20 years, THERE STILL WOULDN'T BE ENOUGH TO FUCKING PUT YOU THROUGH!" He shouted.
SRF Morty felt sorry for 414 and went up to him.
"That guy's a son of a bitch, let's get away from him." He whispered.
SRF Morty was quite profane and he used bad language aswell, but not to the extent of 414 who swore like a South Park character.
Later on in the afternoon, Turbulent Juice Morty stayed away from 414 the entire day.
Then Rick came into the room where Deck A was at.
"We're going on a mission tomorrow, be prepared." Rick told them
"You got it, Rick." 214 said.
A/N: That's chapter 4 done, I have school tomorrow and I can only work on my transcripts afterschool!