And here's chapter 2! Phew, this is a long one. The Rick and Morty season finale made me suffer so much so I wrote this chapter with happy rickford to heal my heart. Hope you guys like it! (there'll probably be some smut in the next chapter obviously because of how this one ends ;)) Just as a reminder, Steele is pronounced (Stay-lay) just because I use it a bunch.
"What the hell is that?" two guards were staring at the monitor watching the entire scene happen.
The head of security approached the screens, taking control of the audio system with her red and blue glowing left eye.
"Give it up. You're locked in that room. There's no way out, now let that, ummm person go. There's no need to hurt or kill anyone."
Rick began laughing hysterically, "Oh, y-you'd like that, wouldn't you? Well, you're not gonna co-URP-vince me that easily. You're gonna unlock this door and let me l-leave, or everyone in this room dies. I have a loaded weapon."
As Rick paced around the room, he dragged Ford along with him, the gun set to his temple. Rick was shorter and skinnier than Ford, but he didn't want to risk anything with a loaded weapon to his head.
"What are your demands?" the voice asked a few minutes later.
"Oh, quite simple. Try to understand since I k-know you smart ass Aquarions lo-ove to over complicate things. You're going to unlock that door, and me and this nerd are going to leave, no pursuit or nothin." Rick forced Ford to look directly into the camera with him.
"Do you honestly expect to get out of this without any consequences? After stealing a donor Aquarion eye?" the female voice took an abrasive tone.
Rick put on a smug face, "Hell yeah, I wouldn't have it any o-other way. Now, I'm gettin pretty fucking impatient. I suggest you open that door before people start dying. To prove this..."
Rick suddenly aimed the gun at one of the eight foot tall aliens and shot him directly in the left shoulder. The plasma beam glowed a brilliant light blue going right through the shoulder. The alien yelped and sunk to the floor. Dark purple blood oozed from the wound. The others began to panic again, backing up towards the walls, and whispering amongst each other.
"Now, open the door!"
The Aquarions within the security room deliberated frantically. "I don't even know what species that guy is, but he's a psycho with a gun, and I'd rather not have a bunch of people killed or injured. Let's let the Galactic Police deal with him," the head of security suggested. The others seemed to agree, not knowing what else to do.
Rick was about to aim the gun at someone else when the automatic door finally opened.
"Hehe, glad you dumb asses finally came to your senses. See ya, suckers!" Rick taunted as he pulled Ford along with him.
Once out the door, Rick pushed Ford in front of him, the gun still pointed directly at him. "Alright, I'm guessing you arrived in some kind of sp-space craft. So, listen up, you're gonna get me out of here, far away from this planet, get it?" Rick stared him down with determination in his eyes.
"Got it," Ford complied, leading the way outside.
Just as he turned the corner to get to the star ship, Ford stopped in his tracks. "H-hey, what's the hold up?" Rick pestered but stopped once he spotted a small group waiting right by the small ship. One of them was a huge Plesion, an intelligent sea monster of sorts. This one was able to float using zero gravity pods on its fins.
"What do you bitches want?" Rick was now standing next to Ford.
The Plesion spoke up, craning its long neck down to their level, "How interesting. Two of a species I've never seen in this galaxy before. I bet both of you will fetch us quite a high price," the Plesion spoke in a melancholy voice which Ford couldn't quite identify as distinctively male or female. It slowly moved closer to the two of them. The others of its crew followed.
"Oooh no, I'm not letting some floating Nessie stop me from getting the hell o-URP-out of here! So, move already!"
Out of nowhere, Rick began firing all over while grabbing Ford by the hand and pulling him along. He shouted instructions as he shot down a few of the crew members. "L-listen up! As soon as we get in that tiny ass ship, you're gonna s-start it up and go wherever. I don't care where just away from here. Oh and nice extra finger by the way, guess you're a six fingered nerd, huh?"
Rick practically kicked Ford into the ship. "Ha ha! Later you dumb shits!"
He proceeded to flip them off and fell right into Ford's lap since there wasn't anymore room. Ford nearly screamed as their faces were only inches apart. Rick rolled his eyes, "Oh, please. Fly us outta here already!"
"R-right!" Ford stammered.
He used the boosters on the underside of the ship to propell it away from the station quickly. With the aid of an extra digit, he only needed to do a few quick taps on the screen to input Scarletta and get the light speed charging. It finally took off into light speed just as piercing sirens could be heard behind them. Ford finally relaxed as the familiar rattling started.
"Well, it's a good thing I'm pretty small, or your personal space would be invaded waaaay more. Oh, I'm Rick Sanchez by the way..human like you and all that shit." Rick leaned back against the transparent dome, though he was still sitting right in Ford's lap.
"Oh, uh, pleasure to meet you, Rick. My name's Stanford Pines, but you can call me Ford. I'd prefer it actually," Ford said nervously.
"Alright, wha-URp-ever you say. And god, you can relax. It's not like I'm actually gonna kill you or anything. You're not my hostage anymore."
Ford had a visible blush all over his face. "It's not that. Of course I know you're not going to kill me..."
Rick eyed him suspiciously with dark brown eyes. "Ohhh I see. I'm making you all hot and bothered by sitting on your lap, well, sorry but can't do anything about that. It's the only place where there's room f-for me. So, you'll just have to ride it out, Pines." Rick laughed, combing a hand through spiked up brown hair while downing the contents of a flask. It wasn't long before the ship jumped out of light speed as Scarletta loomed ahead, massive and covered in greens and blues of large bodies of water.
"Ah, Scarletta, huh? Pretty cool place. The Steeles are a pr-pretty decent people. So, yeah, where exactly are we going, handsome?" Rick asked slyly.
The word "handsome" caught Ford completely off guard. "Ah, well, it-it's a house I have near the edge of the Great Lake. You can lay low there if you want," Ford stuttered.
He managed to land the ship safely by the house. Rick purposely took his time getting out, moving his face past Ford's ever so slowly, leaving the taller man a blushing mess. As Ford climbed out of the ship, he heard Rick yell some kind of obscenity. Sprinting over towards the house, he saw Rick lying on the ground with Rissah standing over him, pinning him through telekinesis. The Steele had his twin plasma pistols pointed at him and a deadly look in his scarlet eyes.
"Wait, Rissah! It's okay. He's a...friend of sorts," Ford shouted, slowly approaching Rissah with caution.
He lowered the pistols and teleported them away into particles. He took his mind's force off of Rick, leaving him coughing as the air filled his lungs once again. "Wouldn't expect anything less from a Hero of Scarletta. You must be Mindsweep," Rick said as he picked himself back up, waltzing over next to Ford. "He's a great ally to have, Ford. I'm impressed," Rick leaned onto Ford casually.
"Um, yeah, Rissah, this is Rick. We've had quite the day, so if you don't mind, I could use some rest. How about we meet up a bit later?" Ford tried to be as polite as possible.
The Steele eyed Rick suspiciously, but shrugged as he quickly constructed his wings.
"Yeah, sure thing, Ford. But don't forget that we're connected mentally. If this guy tries to hurt you in any way, don't hesitate to call out for me. See ya!" with that, Rissah took off, exiting into the light blue sky through a hole in the thick canopy.
"Geez, wh-what is he? Your mom or something?" Rick joked, nudging Ford's side.
"He's just looking out for me. Anyway, let's go inside," Ford led the way into the small house.
Rick followed Ford over to the small table where his laptop was set up.
"So, what? Are you staying here for a bit or.." Ford asked, taking the black coat off and draping it on the back of a chair.
"Yeah, see my portal gun kinda like..broke. S-so, I'm gonna have to crash here if that's cool with you. Once it's fixed, I'll leave," Rick said, scratching the back of his head nervously. "Oh, and uh, s-sorry for having to manhandle you back there. I needed a hostage, and you were the closest one when I hopped out of that transporter. I was in a hurry to get the hell out of there before the Galactic Police sh-showed up," Rick muttered, switching his gaze from Ford to the floor.
"Well, that was interesting to say the least, but I don't see a problem with you staying here for a while, as long as you won't be pointing guns at my head anymore," Ford chuckled. "So, what did you take from the Aquarions anyway?" Ford asked, fixing his glasses and plopping down on a chair.
Rick followed suit and placed a clear jar with an eye suspended in a fluid of some sort. It faintly glowed red in the pupil and light blue in the iris. "An Aquarion's left eye?" Ford gasped. "These are rather important, aren't they?"
Rick smiled smugly, "You bet your ass they are! Many collectors would pay a handsome price for this baby, but I'm planning on using it for a ship's computer. These technological eyes can make them run like the shit. So, that's probably what I'm gonna u-use it for."
They conversed in tales of their adventures and experiences, though Rick had way crazier stories than Ford.
"Yeah, I used to live on Earth. I was researching anomalies and where they come from, since as you can see, I have an anomaly of my own," Ford glanced at his hands.
"I don't know. That seems pretty bad ass to me. At least you're not like the rest of us boring humans with only ten fingers."
Ford blushed a bit, cracking a small smile. "Thanks. I always need some assurance every now and then. So, anyway, I basically built an interdimensional portal with the help of a being from another dimension. In the end, I was tricked. One thing led to another, and I was pulled through the portal and ended up in this galaxy on the planet Cathar. The portal instantly closed up as soon as I passed through it."
"That's rough, buddy. But at least you ended up on a planet and not out in space somewhere, and one with a decent intelligent species," Rick commented, taking a swig form the flask.
"Yeah, maybe someday I'll be able to go back to Earth. But I don't think I'm quite ready yet. It's...because of a lot of things that I messed up," Ford had his hands clenched into fists on the table.
"Boy, don't I know it. Of all the things you fucked up, I can guarantee I've fucked up way more. I'm not ready to go back to Earth either. So, I spend my time messing with this and many other galaxies and star systems, giving governments and organizations the big middle finger, ya know?"
Ford had noticed that Rick was sitting rather close to him. He was pretty good looking sure, the dark brown hair spiked up, slim physique, save for the growing unibrow, but that couldn't be helped.
"Oh, sounds like a fun time," Ford said awkwardly, clearing his throat.
Rick eyed him suspiciously, "Yeah, it's alright, but I won't really be going anywhere with my portal gun not working."
Rick pulled out a small, silver gun with a trigger and a green light at the top. "Don't worry, I have all the tools I need, though we may need to make a run over to the city. I may need to replace the power source," Rick muttered while he began looking over the device.
"A portal device that small? I didn't think that was even possible," Ford was looking over it skeptically.
"Ohh it works. I just need to fix this damn thing," Rick replied. "Which I do not feel like doing right now. I'll mess around with it tomorrow," Rick slipped it back back into a pants pocket. He noticed that Ford had begun typing something into his computer.
"Look at this nerd," Rick thought as he nonchalantly observed Ford: the big glasses, his hazlenut colored hair, the way his shoulders filled out his shirt perfectly. Rick cleared his throat, trying to hide the blush on his face.
"Something wrong?" Ford looked up from his computer.
"Oh, nothing. Hey, you know, I hear Steeles have hella cool parties and bars and sh-shit in the big cities. Wanna go check out the scene? I'm sure Mindsweep wouldn't mind taking us over there," Rick suggested, glancing over at Ford.
"Hmm..I suppose a night on the town would be good for me. To be honest, I haven't been to the Capital since I first arrived here," Ford chuckled.
"Aw yeah! Ford, I didn't take you for a party animal! Ha ha, let's get fucked up!" Rick was practically pushing Ford out the door.
The two scientists ran over to the shore of the great lake, Rick pulling Ford along, not even noticing that he was holding him by the hand. Once they were at the beach, Ford called out to Rissah with his mind. It wasn't long before they could spot a tiny shape speeding across the water in the darkening sky. A few stars were already visible, twinkling brightly. At first, Rissah flew at them with weapons drawn, thinking Ford was in trouble. He had to dive in front of Rick, holding his arms out and shouting, "No, Rissah, stop!" He then asked if he could possibly take them to the Capital. Rissah's face lit up, "Why, of course I can! I'm glad you're finally going! Now, you two just stand still. I'm going to take you over there using telekinesis." The Steele raised one hand up, and Rick and Ford could feel a force squeeze them a bit as they were picked up off of the ground.
"Hey, better watch that grip there, Mindsweep. Wouldn't want any accidents happening on the way," Rick taunted, a bit uncomfortable in the Steele's mind grip. Rissah acknowledged him by tightening his grip, which Rick followed up with a string of curses. After only a few minutes, Rissah dropped them off at a street corner in front of the city's main center. The buildings shown in different colored lights. Steeles flew above while others walked around on the ground.
"Do you guys need any help with navi-"
"Don't worry, I got this. I'll make sure this dork doesn't get lost or anything," Rick cut Rissah off.
"Well, I'll meet up with you guys later," he smiled at Ford but gave Rick a look that could kill.
"Yup, later, Mindsweep!" Rick burped and slung an arm around Ford's hips. Ford froze and nearly screamed. "Alrighty, Fordsy, it's time to fucking party! Woo!"
The two of them hit it off by going bar hopping, trying different kinds of Steele liquor. Ford sipped drinks while Rick downed them with fervor. They explored the city a bit, seeing some of the sights and the huge statue in the middle of the city of the Four Heroes of Scarletta. They were about to go elsewhere, but Ford was beginning to get light headed from the alcohol.
"Aw, light weight. You didn't even drink that much!" Rick joked.
"Well, yeah, compared to you it wasn't a lot," Ford held his head and sat down on a bench.
"Alright, alright, let's get a hotel room. No need to trouble Mindsweep with having to haul us back to the forest," Rick took Ford by the hand and led him over to a map. Luckily, there was a decently priced hotel right across the street.
"Come on, science bitch. We're almost there," Ford trudged along with Rick practically dragging him over into the hotel. Rick quickly got them a room. He pushed Ford onto the bed, "Time for sleep, light weight," Rick joked.
"Hey, Rick," Ford said suddenly.
"Yeah?" Rick asked as he sat next to the taller man on the bed.
"Have you noticed that every time I talk to you or you talk to me, I blush?"
"Umm, I guess a bit. It's not like it's blatantly noticeable or any-URP-thing," Rick replied, noticing how Ford was leaning in closer.
"It's because I think I might like you. I don't know why. That's just how I feel."
"You're not wasted, right?" Rick asked suspiciously.
"No, just buzzed since I'm a light weight as you call it."
Their faces were closer now, Ford gazing down at Rick, his lips slightly parted Rick took the initiative and brought his lips together with Ford's. He sloppily pulled the glasses off of Ford's face, throwing them onto the night stand. They made out for a while, hands running through each other's hair and faces.
"Weirdo. Getting a crush on someone who took you hostage," Rick muttered in between kisses.
"Mmm-mm," Ford moaned as Rick laid on top of him, pushing him down onto the bed.
Rick moved down to Ford's neck. "To be completely honest, I've been wanting to do this all day."