Chapter: 2/100
Word Count: 684
Pairings: Rick Sanchez/Morty Smith
Characters: Rick Sanchez, Morty Smith, Beth Smith, Jerry Smith, Summer Smith
Warnings: Gay, Slash, Yaoi, Incest, Grandfather/Grandson Incest, C137cest, Fluff
Chapter Summary: On Morty's birthday, Rick has a special gift for him.

AN: Alrighty, I couldn't stay away from these prompts. xD I'm going to do a few more of these today, and see where they take me. I honestly love these prompts, they're so much fun to write and quick and easy, too. I have some bigger stuff in the works that I'll work on between them, so hopefully I can get some stuff done today! This prompt is "It reminded me of you." There might also be a connected one-shot to this! Hope you guys enjoy!

Chapter Two: A Gift From Me To You

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"Happy birthday, sport!" Jerry exclaimed, alongside the well-wishes from his wife and daughter. Morty sat at his usual spot at the table beside Rick, who hadn't said a whole lot this whole time. He burped and laughed about it, and Morty's grin was obvious after he heard it.

"Wow, tha-thanks, guys!" He practically giggled, and reached for the first present placed in front of him. Tearing into it with no finesse to his movements, his grin broadened and he wiggled a little in his seat, "Aw, geez, thanks, Summer!"

Nestled sweetly into a flimsy cardboard box was a new jacket, yellow and white striped with a faux-fur lining in the hood. It would definitely keep him warm in the winter, and during his colder explorations with Rick.

Grabbing the next largest box, from his mother, he wasted no time in getting into this present, finding within it a new pair of white Keds.

"Wow, thanks!"

"Shoes? A jacket? What did yo-Urp-You get him, Jerry? Socks?" Rick asked with a cruel laugh, and Jerry rubbed the back of his neck nervously. "Seriously? All- All of these gi-gifts suck."

"I like socks!" Morty tried, though his defensive tone sounded a bit like he was trying to keep his father's fragile ego in tact.

"Sure you do, M-Morty." Rick rolled his eyes a little and passed the long, slim box to him. It was among three, so he likely got three pairs, and that was all that was left. It took a total of five seconds for all three boxes to be destroyed and three pairs of knee socks were pulled out. He had a white and yellow pair, a pair with little Malteses on it, and a pair that was galaxy themed.

"Aw, thanks dad!" That grin still hadn't completely fallen, and he hugged his family one by one.

"I'll get the cake!" Jerry exclaimed, getting up from his seat and rushing into the kitchen.

"H-hey, Morty," Rick began, leaning over to whisper conspicuously into his ear, "You want a real present?"

"U-uh, sure, Rick…" Rubbing the back of his neck uncertainly, he almost expected a kiss, but instead was grabbed and drug to the garage. Jerry squawked something behind them, but it was lost when the garage door closed and Morty was pinned to it with a kiss. If nothing else, Rick was good at kissing him speechless, and as he was lead to the workbench, he felt dizzy and dazed. A little box was placed into his hands, wrapped with nothing more than a simple blue ribbon to contrast it's dark coloring. Morty stood there for a few moments, dumbstruck, trying to figure out what it could be.

"You- You're supposed to op-open it, baby." Rick urged gently, a soft laugh on his lips.

"I- I know that." Morty responded, cheeks red as he pulled the bow loose and jiggled the lid off. Inside sat a rather pretty pendent, a brown stone he didn't recognize wrapped in a silver snake on a matching chain. "W-wow, Rick, I-"

"It reminded me of you." Rick stated, a little smile on his lips as he leaned in for another kiss. Taking the chain in his hands, he pulled it up and fumbled slightly with the clasp. Once it was secure around Morty's neck, he pulled back and winked. "Happy birthday, Bug."

"Th-thanks, Rick." Looking at the shimmering stone a little more, he let it play on the light, seeing thousands of different colors shining in it.

"It's- It's not as pretty as you, baby, but I think it looks damn good wrapped around your neck." Rick offered, a hand on the other's shoulder when Jerry popped his head into the garage.

"Morty, come on, it's time to blow out your candles!"

"L-let's go, Morty, c-can't keep them waiting on you, c-can we?" Rick chuckled almost darkly, like he didn't want to share but had little choice. Of course, Morty was through the door before he could stop him, and he took another pull from his flask before disappearing into the house to continue the festivities.

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AN: I definitely think there is going to be a one-shot in another collection for this! I hope you guys had fun with this, I sure did!