Morty had just finished baking all kinds of desserts and was sitting at a round table with seven women. They were singing his praises and thanking him profusely.
"Oh Morty, thank you so much for saving the Princess meeting with your amazing desserts" Princess Donut said.
"Yea, my favorite were the chocolate chip cookies, they were to die for, chewy and delicious" Princess Cookie said.
"Your baking skills are unmatched, I would love for you to be my cake Prince" Princess Cake said. Whilst giving him the eye.
"I think we all agree that Morty is not only a great baker but also really hot, marry me" Princess Brownie said.
"No, marry me" Princess Candy said.
"I asked him first hussy!" Princess Brownie yelled at Princess Candy.
"Technically, I expressed an interest in marrying him first" Princess Cake said.
"Well I want him to marry me!" Princess Donut joined in.
Before he knew it all seven women were hurling insults at each other and yanking him in every direction. Which escalated into pushing, slapping and hair pulling.
"L-ladies please this isn't necessary" Morty said as he dodged a flying tiara. Then they started chucking his precious desserts at each other.
"Wait a minute ladies, let's calm down and act rationally, it's obvious we should let Morty choose which one of us he wants to marry, even though it will obviously be me, this will be a fair and unbiased way to do things" Princess Pie said. Then all eyes were on him.
"Well Morty, which one of us do you want to marry?" Princess Donut asked. The ladies started giving him various flirtatious looks, winks and gestures.
"Uh, w-well…" Morty didn't know what to say.
"Just so you know, my cake is the best in the universe, you won't get better cake anywhere else" Princess Cake gave him an eyebrow bounce.
"Well, my candy is so sweet you'll scream" Princess Candy winked at him.
"My brownies are hot and fresh if you know what I mean" Princess Brownie flirted.
"The hole of my donut is the perfect size for your-
Beep Beep Beep
The dream faded away as Morty came into consciousness, he slowly opened his eyes. He turned off the alarm that told him it was time to get up and get ready for school. Groaning he got up, he was still pretty sore from the bar beatdown he had received. He got dressed and went down stairs. His mom was making breakfast.
"Good morning" he greeted as walked into the kitchen.
"Good morning" his mom responded.
He took a seat at the table where the rest of his family was seated. His sister was texting away on her phone, his dad was reading the paper, and his grandfather was tinkering with some device. After a while his mom brought some waffles and bacon and set them on the table. The family ate in silence, he sat there uncomfortable about the awkward silence. His family was not like a normal one, you know the kind that spoke to each other at the table. Whenever his family was all gathered together they rarely talked to each other.
"By the way Morty, I need your help with something this afternoon" Rick finally broke the silence.
"D-do you promise it won't be something dangerous?" Morty swallowed his mouth full.
"Yes, you big baby! It's just a simple gem retrieval" his grandfather groaned in annoyance.
"I-it's just after the whole bar incident, I-I would rather not be harmed in any way" Morty said.
"Ugh, are you still whining about that? You need to let it go" Rick complained.
They finished the rest of their meal in silence. Then he and his sister got in the car so his dad could take them to school.
"When we get there make sure you stay as far away from me as possible, like don't even get out of the car at the same time as me" Summer said.
"W-why?" Morty tried not to be hurt by her words.
"Because, do really think that I want my friends to know that you're my brother, you are basically the biggest loser in the whole school, could you imagine how much my popularity would plummet if they knew that I was related to such a pathetic loser, so for once think about someone other than yourself and stay away from me" Summer said. Morty swallowed thickly.
"B-but I love you Summer, I-I want everyone to know that you are my sister, because I know that they are jealous that they don't have such an awesome sister" he smiled kindly.
"Ew! Gross!" she crossed her arms and turned her back on him.
He looked down sadly, this is what any attempt to express his love for his family looked like, brutal rejection. He said nothing more and when they arrived at school he respected her wishes and waited for her to get a fair bit ahead of him before he got out of the car. He made sure he didn't speak to her. And he made sure he wasn't anywhere near her, made easier by the fact that they were in separate halls since they were in different grades. As he was walking down the hallway, he noticed a sign on one of the classroom doors that said, Baking class today. He saw the classroom door was open and he heard people talking inside, he peeked in the door and his face fell when he saw there were only girls in the class. Even the teacher was a woman.
"Maybe grandpa is right, maybe only girls bake" he muttered. He considered turning around and not joining the class. No, he loved baking and he would stay true to that even if he was the only boy in the class. He entered the classroom.
"Um, are you lost? This class is for girls only, shouldn't you be in sports or something" a blonde-haired girl said in a rude snotty tone.
"Stacy! Stop being rude, please come in, we were just about to go over different ways to decorate cupcakes" the teacher smiled at him warmly. He hesitated for a moment unsure where to sit, he certainly didn't want to sit next to that rude girl. Then a girl with red hair pulled into a ponytail gave him a friendly wave and pointed at the chair next to her. He took a seat.
"Good job Abby, way to show some hospitality to the newcomer" the teacher said as she began her class.
"Hi, my name is Abigail, but you may call me Abby, I'm glad you joined us today" she leaned in and whispered to him. The teacher loudly cleared her throat.
"Ok Abby, that's enough of the hospitality now it's time to pay attention" the teacher said sternly.
"Sorry Miss Bloomingdale" she ducked her head like a scolded puppy.
"Now as I was saying, since we have a newcomer, introductions are in order, my name is Miss Bloomingdale, will you please tell us your name sweetie?" she said.
"I-I'm Morty" he said.
"Well Morty, welcome to baking class, we are happy you joined us, now let's began, here I have a dozen cupcakes and some piping bags and different tips, I want each of you to decorate a cupcake in whichever style you like, we are going to practice our decorating skills" Miss Bloomingdale said as she sat a cupcake in front of everyone. Morty was excited he had always wanted to improve his piping skills. He opted to start off simple, choosing to just put a swirl of icing on the top of his cupcake. Miss Bloomingdale was inspecting their work.
"Nice as always Stacy" she said. Which garnered a smug look from Stacy.
"Wow Morty, good job the swirl is nice and neat with a perfect peak" Miss Bloomingdale said.
"R-really? Thank you" he smiled. He looked over and noticed Stacy glaring at him. His smile faded and he swallowed hard. He wondered why she hated him already. He hadn't done anything to her.
"Ok class, remember at the end of this two-week class, we will be having a cake baking contest, to see who can come up with, bake, and decorate the best cake, ok I'll see you guys Wednesday" Miss Bloomingdale said.
"Good job Morty, your cupcake was really pretty" Abby said shyly whilst she swept a strand of her hair behind her ear.
"Thank you, yours was nice too" he said. Her eyes seem to light up at that.
"Listen here Marty or whatever your name is, you shouldn't even bother to continue this class let alone enter the contest, everyone knows I win every time, my mom owns that prestigious bakery on Promenade Ave, I am the daughter of the best baker in town, so I'm going to kick your butt" she flicked her hair in his face before stomping out of the classroom.
"Ignore her, she is a total brat" Abby rolled her eyes. "Anyways, see you Wednesday?" Abby said.
"Y-yea, I'll be here" he said.
"Great, I look forward to seeing you again, and it was nice to meet you" she smiled before turning around and leaving. He left also and was headed to math class, the class he dreaded the most. Suddenly a green portal appeared on the wall and a hand reached out and pulled him in.
"W-ha? Grandpa, what are you doing? I-I was at school" Morty said.
"I told you already I need you to help me get a gem, and besides school is for idiots Morty, we've been over this, if you stay in school you will realize you wasted your time learning basic math and English or whatever, the only job you would be able to get is a low paying job as a gas station restroom attendant and then die a bitter old lonely loser, when you could have been going on awesome adventures and learning amazing things with your Grandfather" Rick ranted.
"I mean look at me Morty, I dropped out of school to pursue science, and I'm the smartest man in the universe" he said.
"O-ok Grandpa, I-I guess you're right" Morty said.
"Now let's get on with the mission, we are looking for a red heart diamond, it has enough arcane magic to power my latest invention" Rick explained as they started walking.
Morty was checking out his surroundings. The sky was pink with heart shaped clouds, the very ground they walked on was soft and plushy, a cute lullaby rang through the air constantly. At least the place seemed jovial and not dangerous; for once it seems like his grandfather kept his promise about the mission not being dangerous. As they continued walking it appeared they were coming across some inhabitants of the planet. As they got closer he realized that the inhabitants were all stuffed animals in varying types and sizes. And they didn't look like the cute and cuddly type, they looked rather hostile.
"Besmirchers!" a stuffed cat yelled at them. Then all the stuffed animals present drew their weapons and pointed them at him and his grandfather.
"You are not welcome here besmirchers! Especially you!" a stuffed dog pointed his sword at Morty.
"M-me? I-I'm not here to besmirch, we just came here to get a gem and then we will be on our way" Morty said. Perhaps this mission was going to be dangerous after all.
"You will be going nowhere! You're not leaving here alive!" the stuffed cat dawned her spear.
"Grandpa, I-I thought you said this wouldn't be dangerous!" Morty was starting to panic.
"Are you serious Morty, it isn't, they are freaking stuffed animals what are they going to do, just do this" Rick punched a stuffed bear in his face, he grunted and toppled over. This made the stuffed animals very angry.
"I-I can't" Morty couldn't bring himself to harm the stuffed animals.
"Really Morty? You would rather die, than harm some over glorified toys" Rick shook his head in disappointment as he kicked the stuffed dog in his stomach, he collapsed clenching his stomach.
"We need backup!" a stuffed lizard yelled into a walkie talkie. A voice on the other end responded.
"Also new orders from the queen herself, she said to bring the boy to her, we can kill the old man though" the stuffed lizard told his fellow stuffed animals.
"I'd love to see you try!" Rick said as he pulled out a gun from the pocket of his lab coat and shot a stuffed horse right in its head. It gave a horrified neigh before crumpling to the ground.
"O-oh my gosh, d-did you just kill it!?" Morty was horrified.
"Yes Morty, of course I did, in case you have forgotten they are trying to kill us, well me not you apparently" Rick said as he continued wasting stuffed animals. There was stuffing everywhere. Suddenly more showed up and they came under fire. Morty and his grandfather ran for cover as bullets whizzed past them striking nearby objects. They ran as fast as they could, Rick would occasionally return fire.
"What did you do to tick off these stuffed animals!" Rick had to shout to be heard over the gunfire.
"I-I don't know, but whatever it was I-I'm sorry" Morty was terrified. A bullet narrowly missed him and struck the tree right next to him. Just then he felt something wrap around his ankle. Tripping, he fell to the ground with a thud. He turned and saw one of the stuffed animals had thrown a chain around his ankle. He looked ahead and saw his Grandfather still running, he hadn't noticed that Morty was no longer right behind him.
"Hold your fire! Hold your fire! We got him!" the stuffed lion that currently had a hold of him yelled. "I'm going to deliver him to the queen, the rest of you, chase that old man and finish him!" the lion ordered. Suddenly Morty felt a jolt of electricity flow through his body. He cried out in pain before everything went black.
When Morty woke up he was chained to a wall. He appeared to be in some kind of dungeon. This officially had been the weirdest day he had ever had. He didn't know how long he was out, then he remembered that his grandfather was still out there. He felt sick with worry, he prayed that his grandfather was ok. He knew that he was smart and crafty but a bunch of killer stuffed animals might be out of his league. Through the bars of the cell he was in he could see two stuffed bears keeping guard. He gulped as he wondered what this "queen" had planned for him. She seemed to really hate him, he racked his brain trying to think of someone he could have made so angry. Morty always tried to be kind to everyone he met even if they weren't kind to him, so he was really at a loss on who he could have offended so badly. Then he saw a hooded figure approach the two bears.
"He's In there?" a female voice asked. The bears nodded. " Oh I've been waiting a long time for this" she said. Even though he couldn't see her face he was sure she was most likely smirking, he could tell by the tone of her voice. Then she entered the cell. And when she removed her hood he gasped.