AN: Ready for a shocker? Good! Cause I'm gonna give you one! This is not a RickxMorty chapter. I just put fluff in there.

Chapter Eight:

Arrested

Morty was up early. He had to get ready for the plan to start.

"Dude! I need to talk to you! Open up!" Summer knocked on his door seven times.

Morty put his lab coat on and opened the door. "What is it, Summer? I'm busy." Morty opened the door more and walked over to his desk.

"You haven't been here a lot lately. What have you been doing?" Summer walked over to his desk, looking over his shoulder.

Morty looked at Summer, then went back to work. He had to work out the kinks on his Power Chips before tonight. "None of your business. I need to finish these before tonight." Morty tried to zone out again.

"What happens tonight?" Summer asked.

"That's right! Ericka didn't tell you, did she? I have to leave tonight. I might not come back for a couple weeks." Morty answered, not looking at Summer.

"Wait! A couple weeks?! B-But what about Grandpa Rick?" Summer's eyes watered. Did he not care anymore? Was he going to go back home to Earth to just…. Stay there?

"Summer, just leave me to work. I can't waste time today." Morty lifted his hand, signaling for her to leave.

"Fine! But I'm gonna find grandpa and save him!" Summer yelled, storming out the door.

Morty looked back and locked his door. "Part one complete. Ericka, the orange fell off the tree. Repeat, the orange fell off the tree." Morty whispered into the ear piece.

"Got it, Eagle Two." Summer walked by, crying her eyes out. "Hey Summer, what's the matter?" Ericka asked.

"M-Morty do-doesn't care about g-g-grandpa Rick any-any more! H-He said he w-w-was going to leave tonight and might n-n-not come back for a c-c-couple weeks!" Summer wiped her eyes.

"Summer, he just has work to do off of rebellion. He does still care about Rick. It's just… complicated." Ericka rubbed her back.

"R-Really? So, h-he won't leave forever?" Summer looked up, her mascara running down her cheeks.

"He won't leave forever. Hopefully…" Ericka whispered the last part.

"Thank God!" Summer hugged Ericka.

Morty had worked out the kinks on his heel chip and wrist chips. He needed to sharpen his knives and make another four guns.

It took him five hours to do everything he had to do. Several minutes later, Morty passed out on his bed, wanting to get sleep before getting arrested.

Morty saw a beautiful field full of grass. Rick was sitting down, playing his guitar?

Morty came to sit next to him. He saw Rick smile slightly as he played a song Morty didn't know and Rick didn't remember the words to. It sounded like a lullaby or an instrumental song for a small child.

Rick hummed the tune as Morty began to doze off. He hugged Rick's torso and fell asleep.

When Morty woke up, Rick had carried him to a small house and was in a bed. Rick was playing the song again. Morty noticed Rick come toward him and sat on the bed. He put his hand on Morty's hair, and put his thumb on his forehead. Rick stroked his forehead, soothing him and lulling him back to sleep.

He felt an arm wrap around him. He woke up for a slight second to see Rick peacefully sleeping next to him. He fell back asleep.

Morty woke up from his dream, and looked at his watch. 8:30 pm.

He needed to get to the alley and get arrested. Now!

"I need to go for my work. I'll be back in a couple days. Maybe weeks!" Morty yelled.

He opened a portal and walked through into an alley. He watched for gromflomites and ran to get one of their attention.

"Hey! That's the kid Veronica is looking for! Get him!" The gromflomites ran for him.

Morty stopped in another alley, raising his hands. He was tasered and sent in a ship.

He woke up in the ship. Morty had his mugshot taken. "Take this box and the jumpsuit. Put all of your belongings in there." The armored gromflomite ordered.

He did, but the way he wanted to do it. He found a pocket in the jumpsuit when he put it on. Morty took out his dagger out of his coat pocket and placed it in his jumpsuit pocket.

His gun fit in there, another two daggers did and he left the rest in there, except for his portal gun. It was the only way he was getting the hell out of here.

He had his records on a screen, but it was in a different language. The two gromflomites looked at each other.

Veronica waited for Morty to get there. "I finally caught you! Yes!" Veronica laughed maniacally.

"Promise me one thing: You don't say my name, and don't expose me to Rick. Please, I need him not to flip out." Morty pleaded.

"Fine! But don't expose yourself got it!" Veronica commanded.

Morty nodded. He noticed he wasn't in a regular cell. It was made out of glass.

"Night, night Sanchez!" Veronica injected a white liquid into his arm. He passed out in his cell.

Rick noticed the person next to him was gone. A new cell was placed next to him instead. "This is going to be your new friend. Don't kill him!" Veronica left the Max Security part of the prison.

Rick watched the kid twitch every so often. He felt sympathy for the kid, even though he didn't even know him.

In two hours, Morty jolted awake. He was breathing heavily, sweating, and crying. Rick looked over to the teenager, seeing him freak out.

"H-Hey, it's okay. You're awake. It w-was just a nightmare. It can't hurt you. I-I promise." Rick assured the crying teenager.

Morty looked up to see Rick smile slightly. Rick must have felt his aura sky rocket. "Th-Thanks." Morty replied.

He stopped crying. "The name's Richard. Richard Sanchez. Y-You can call me Rick for sort." Rick introduced himself.

"People call you?" Rick asked.

"Wouldn't you like to know?" Morty answered.

Rick looked at him, feeling slightly happier, which was odd. Morty felt Rick's aura enlighten. He was enlightened too.

"Hey, how about we make a pact? Us humans have to stick together, am I right?" Morty asked.

"Sure, but don't fucking backstab me or you will die. Last person who did that got his…." Rick stopped.

"Gearsticales as his mouth and his mouth as his gearsticales." They both finished.

"How'd you know that?" Rick asked.

"Just a hunch." Morty replied. He was being a smart ass and a dumb ass for knowing about it.

Rick laughed. "Me and you are gonna make a great team, kid."

He had no idea.

AN: This took me longer than the last one! Wha the fouq? The plan has started. Soon, they're gonna get the hell out of there. This is gonna be fun!

Stay Schwifty my friends!