A/N: Hey there welp, we didn't get any reviews on the first chapter but I guess that's ok. I think it's just that people don't really know about Rick and Morty since it came out not to long ago but thats fine, we'll get there. Anyways, this is chapter numero dos haha, enjoy.
October 2, Friday, 2017
'Oh geez, oh boy,' Morty kept chanting in his head while walking home from school. Today was Friday. 'Today's the day.' Morty exclaimed
Rick had promised him that by the time he got home, that the thing would be there. 'What in the world is it?!' Morty was anticipating this all day. He usually paid no attention in school but, especially not today. All he could think of was all things that Rick could've ordered. And if Rick didn't want to tell him on the spot then it must be super cool and super important.
'Oh it could be a new gadget to go back in time, or maybe a new sort of spaceship that makes traveling easier.' He kind of hoped it was the last one because they did seriously need to up their game with the spaceship. I mean, they were flying a ship made of junk. Oh the possibilities!
Morty walked faster and faster when he saw he was reaching his home. He sprinted through the front porch to his door, knocking on it rather impatiently.
It took a while but after a minute, he supposed, a irritated looking Rick came and answered the door and let him in. He was on the phone again and boy, did he look pissed.
Morty looked at Rick with a concern. Something was wrong with Rick, he could just see how much the man was seething with annoyance. Rick looked at Morty for a second, then ignored him, returning to his troublesome call.
"No you listen here, y-you m-mother fuckers. You said you'll have it here today at Twelve Thirty! It's One O' Five, you dipshits! If it doesn't get here by Three O'clock, I'm going to end your whole little agency!" And with that Rick pushed the end call button and grabbed his temples, rubbing them in circles obviously indicating that he was beyond pissed and that he had a headache.
Rick sighed in annoyance and mumbled about getting a drink or something. It was obvious that the package hadn't come in yet, and probably wasn't going to today. Morty pitied whoever got on Rick's bad side. The man could be a little crazy, well, all of the times actually.
Morty decided to avoid Rick at the moment, not wanting to become his number two on his 'I'm going to strangle you in your sleep' list. Perhaps he'd cool down by dinner time.
'Hopefully he gets his shit together by dinner,' Morty thought. 'A grumpy Rick was never a good Rick.' And he really didn't feel like eating alone, trying to avoid an annoyed Rick.
Everyone was eating dinner together today.
Well everyone except Summer. She had gone out again.
Small talk was exchanged at the dinner table. And of course, Morty was the first victim.
"So, Morty, anything new in school?" Jerry's voice broke the silence. Oh you've got to be kidding me.
"U-uh, it was okay, I guess." Morty said in a monotone voice. 'Way to throw me under the bus, dad.' Morty thought annoyed.
"Haha, I was reading a article about Taddy Mason, and let me just say that—," Jerry was interrupted by an annoyed sigh.
"Jerry, no one gives one single fuck about Taddy Mason, just shut up and let me enjoy my daughter's wonderful cooking." Rick said while giving Beth a small smile. Rick really knows how to get what he wants.
"Oh, dad." Beth said with smile on her face and borderline tears spilling off her face. She fanned her face with her hands.
"B-but, but Beth! This is my house, he can't tell me what to do! He doesn't even pay—." Jerry was once cut off again.
"Shut it, Jerry! We're having dinner here." Morty's mom hissed at his husband, as if he was a child. Jerry immediately coward down. Yikes.
"I'm just so happy that we all get to—," this time, Beth was interrupted. A knock on the door was heard. Jerry looked at Beth, Beth looked at Morty and Morty looked at Rick. A smirk was slowly raising on Rick's face. Oh shit! The package.
"Fuck yeah, motherfuckers! Whoo! It's here, bitches!" Rick exclaimed as he jumped out of his seat. He opened the door and signed off on the clipboard. Rick looked like he could kiss the guy from so much joy.
Morty was so surprised, he had never seen Rick this happy since, ever, now that he thinks about it. Rick slammed the door closed and kept dancing of joy, spewing obscurities.
"Fuck yes! Ooh ooh! Wubba lubba dub dub! Hahah man, lick lick lick my balls, bitches!" He laughed while calming down a bit.
Morty and Beth found it hilarious on how he was acting. Jerry just stood there and frowned at him, his arms crossed in disapproval.
"What's got you so excited, dad?" Beth asked while smiling at her father's mood change.
"Sweetie, I got something that'll probably make our lives a bit more easier." He said with a smirk on his face while shaking the box a bit. It looked small, small enough to carry a puppy or something. He opened the box and started putting the pieces together.
'So much for our new spaceship.' Morty thought a bit disappointed but nonetheless, still excited to see what it does.
"Really? How will it do that?" Jerry asked, confused on how a small little device could do such thing.
"Well, it'll make my life easier, I'm guessing yours too but that doesn't matter now." Rick said while fixing the device. It looked like a small round pad with some sort of scanner on the top to bottom of the side of the pad. It looked like some sort of teleportation device.
"So w-what's it do, Rick?" Morty asked. He was starting to think it was definitely a teleportating device. And well, he wasn't wrong in a sense.
"Morty, are you fucking ready to see this shit!" Rick shouted, while pressing a button. A strange light appeared on the side and bottom of the gadget. It started to whine and smoke started to swirl around. For a second, Morty thought the thing was going to blow up into tiny little pieces. He was getting a bit scared.
"Um, Rick?" Morty shouted out while covering his face with his hands. The light was getting brighter by the second.
"Here it comes baby!" Rick yelled back, eyes covered too by his arms. Then a rather loud boom was heard, scaring the Smiths a bit. Then everything stilled.
The lights turned off and the engine humming started to die off little by little until the only thing left was a big , white, cloud of smoke that was slowly fading away.
"Everyone, meet Melanie." Rick said, fanning smoke out of his face.
Then out came a rather short girl with brown long hair, glasses, and a Science is rad' shirt with the NASA logo underneath. She stepped out and tripped on the pad, falling to the ground, sputtering apologies and trying to get up. Rick rolled his eyes and helped her up.
She looked up and blushed a bit, studdering a thank you to Rick. She cleaned off her jeans and sighed tiredly.
"Holy crap, that was one fall." She said while throwing herself on the couch, taking a minute to catch her breath. Once she recollected her breathing, she looked at us a bit tired, but still with a smile on her face. She had purple braces with little freckles on her face. She weakly extended a small hand towards us.
"What's up there, I'm Melanie, Rick's new assistant." She said while waiting for someone to reach out and return her handshake. 'Wait hold up, Rick's new who?!' Morty did a double take.
When no one returned her handshake, she put it down slowly, looking a bit uncomfortable.
"Sheesh, tough crowd huh?" She said while looking at Rick who shrugged his shoulders. Everyone was still.
"Hehe, yikes, I take it you're all in shock. Well don't worry I come in peace. Peace among worlds, eh? Rick?" She said while flipping them off. She looked at Rick who gave out a toothy grin and flipped her back off.
"D-dad. Please explain what the hell y-you just did." Beth said, while looking straight at the girl who just teleported from who knows what.
"Oh, hehe, I probably should've mentioned this to you, sweetie. Ol' daddy here got himself an assistant. Temporarily, of course." Rick said kind of sheepishly while scratching the back of his neck.
"Oh dad." Beth sighed and put her hand on her forehead.
Morty just stared at Rick, confused and quite frankly, a bit hurt.
"What do you think, Morty?" Rick said.
Morty just looked at his grandfather and sighed. He walked past them and headed upstairs. There was then the sound of a door opening then slamming.
"Yikes," Melanie said while cringing a bit. "Bad timing, man."
They heard the front door opening and closing before Summer walked up, texting on her phone until she looked up and saw the fiasco. She then looked around, analyzing what happened, looked at the strange girl that was sitting on their couch and turned back slowly, then quickly headed for the door and exiting out of the home. She was not dealing with whatever just happened.
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