They were all enjoying breakfast with a hanger over after getting too frisky with goldenfold. "More coffee?" He nodded and topped off. Jerry started talking and Burt groaned cursing goldenfold. Then a new voice joined the conversation and he shot him in the shoulder. "For fucks sake, when the hell did you get more annoying jerry?!" He turned to look and saw the parasite. "Memory parasite, shit memory parasite! DAD!"

Rick threw the green rocks away. "What's with all the yelling and, sh*t ok who stepped on something?" Burt looked at Rick. "what? Oh right!" Rick pressed the button on his watch locking the house down. Beth looked around. "Ok what do we have to do and when did the house get shields?" She turned to Burt and rick.

"Ok, remember how I fix the roof?" Burt tried to put it gently "Oh my god." Beth sat down and Jerry looked at Burt. "I thought you were being helpful." Rick yelled. "Shut it! We need to make sure that was the only one and— What are you doing?" Burt was drinking his flask. "Making sure they can't add more new fake memories." He walked to the attic.

"We need to make sure, there are none left! Where's my gun." came and gave him the plasma gun. "Here you go rick!" He was happy to see him "Thanks."

One intro later.

Burt fell down the stairs. "Oh, ok! Turns out a bunch of them had turned into family pets. I set them all on fire." He giggled at the idea. "Ok! Now we're sure who is for now let's make it clear there are seven of us! Me, Burt, Morty, Beth, Summer, and Jerry." Burt threw up. "Half of Burt."

Poopybutthole "Ooh, gosh, it feels claustrophobic! Reminds me of that time we all got stuck in the elevator together. Y- remember that? After the Hulk musical?"

Flashback

The family is stuck in an elevator. Jerry is wearing Hulk gloves and punching the elevator buttons. Morty is holding his crotch trying not to pee himself.

Jerry was punching the door with foam fists. "Jerry, buttons don't work better if you hit them harder, and foam fists don't make you strong."

Jerry rolled his eyes Beth. "I know. Friends make you strong. I watched the same musical you did."

Rick spoke annoyed "Why couldn't I bring my portal gun? Should have stayed with Burt and made a real Hulk."

Morty hoping a bit pressing on his crotch. "Why did all the drinks have to be extra large? Oh, the Hulk. I just got that."

Summer rolled her eyes. "Just pee your pants. I did it the minute we got stuck." They stare at Summer, a little disgusted. "Oh, oh, yeah, yeah, shame me. At least when I'm disgusting, it's on purpose."

Mr. Poopybutthole spoke positively as ever. "Oh, y'all, we're gonna be fine. I've always been here for you guys, and I always will be."

Nicky opened the top hatch. "Somebody called for repairs?"

They all cheered. "Yay! Cousin Nicky!"

Nicky smiled. "It's me, Cousin Nicky. I'm walkin' here! I mean, I'm not. I'm crouched in the elevator shaft, but hey, I'm walkin' here!" They laugh at the stereotype.

Cut to current time.

Nicky appeared in the living room. "It's true. We really do get into some crazy situations as a family, mostly when we're cooped up like this. Hey, maybe Mr. Poopypants is right. L-let's get some fresh air." Burt stood up rubbing his head.

Morty interjected. "Come on, cousin Nicky. You heard Rick. We have to stay quarantined until we know that there's no more of these things." Rick then realized there only could be six people there"

Nicky: I hear you, Morty. Back in Brooklyn, we got a sayin' - "we're walkin' here!" They started laughing at the bad Brooklyn joke.

Rick fired on his shoulder, Jerry screamed at the sudden attack. "Nicky!" Nicky graps the gasps then reverts back into a parasite.

Morty looked dumbfounded. "What the...? Cousin Nicky was a parasite?!"

Rick pointed at the number "Seven, Morty! There's supposed to be Seven of us! "He reloaded his gun. "If there's seven, then that means somebody's not real."

Beth looked at the body of the parasite. "But how did you know it was Nicky?" raised hand to shrug. "I guessed, that's why I aimed for his shoulder."

Beth looked worried. "So we can't trust any of our memories now? Nicky was the reason we found that old nazi submarine. Did that not even happen?"

Jerry looks at Beth positively. "Well, of course it happened."

Flashback

Morty, Rick, Jerry, Beth and Nicky are tied up, a Nazi stands before them

Nazi walked over to them before opened a trank and to out a staff with glowing crystal. "Now that I possess the mighty staff of Rah-gubaba, the world will tremble before the Fourth Reich!"

Morty look at Rick angry. "This is the last time I ask you for help on my history final, Rick."

Nicky spoke up. "Hey, we got a word for Nazis back in Brooklyn, pal."

Nazi gave an annoyed ran. "I'm comfortable being called a Nazi. You think there's some other word that will hurt my feelings?" Hits Nicky on the head. "Yeah. Think before you talk shit. Rah-gubaba, help me kill America!" Mr. Beauregard knocks out the Nazi with his umbrella.

All unison yelled. "Mr. Beauregard!"

Mr. Beauregard Smiled at family. "After due consideration, I have elected not to retire."

All cheered with joy. "Yeah! Oh, thank god!"

Mr. Beauregard "Now, I believe someone has a final exam to attend. Set a course for Morty's high school."

Return to the present with Burt sitting on the couch.

Mr. Beauregard came with a platter of finger food. "Perhaps I'm biased, but if that story never happened, then I wouldn't still be the family butler." They all took one with the exception of rick. Mr. Beauregard chuckled. "dare to dream." Burt rubbed his head.

"Wait." Rick started counting.

Summer led into another flashback. "And if Mr. Beauregard wasn't our butler, it's safe to say the family's been in a hell of a lot of trouble." They laughed going into the flash back.

"No! Don't flashback!" His demands are of no use.

Flashback

Jerry has his head stuck in the staircase railing

Summer gave some Advice. "You're just gonna make more swelling."

"Don't worry, Jerry. Just relax. We called the fire department." Beth said, putting the phone.

"You know they won't come here anymore." He grunted, losing hope. Then came Mr. Beauregard who poured marmalade on Jerry and his head slipped out, all gasping.

Mr. Beauregard smirked. "Marmalade is served." everybody cheered and then Frankenstein came to frame. "I guess I take back what I said about British cuisine." They laugh.

They suddenly Flashback

Rick, Summer, Burt and Mr. Beauregard are having a pillow fight.

"Take that!" Rick hit summer with his pillow.

Sleepy Gary came annoyed "We're trying to sleep."

Flashback prom night.

Morty is in the living room with Beth, Jerry, and Sleepy Gary

Morty sadly says. "I don't want to go to the dance alone."

Mr. Beauregard spoke from the other. "Then perhaps, you shouldn't." Mr. Beauregard appears, in a dress.

"Aww. Mr. Beauregard." Beth spoke with joy.

Mr. Beauregard asks. "Shall we, master Morty?"

Morty Took his hand. "We shall."

Beth stopped them. "Oh, wait, don't leave without letting the Photography Raptor take a picture." The raptor screeches camera shutter clicks"

back to the present. Everyone except Rick and Burt laughing, who was looking at his tooth pick.

Rick yelled "Everybody stop remembering! These parasites are like bed bugs, and every flashback is another mattress. Look!" He pointed at the number. "There's only supposed to be seven people in this house."

"But there's always been 10." Beth corrected Rick only for Burt to add. "Nine." He stabbed Mr. Beauregard in the neck and he turned into a parasite after gasping. "How could we afford a butler?! Think!" He pointed his gun at the rest of the family. "No one says shit! Dad, please continue."

Rick took the note of the wall. "The fact that I wrote this number down means that there's 2 parasites."

Frankenstein spoke up. "You sure about that, Rick? I remember Burt writing that number."

Flashback.

Burr pulled his gun out. "All right, there's nine of us, "Take a swig of his canister. "and that's it. Me, Rick, Morty, Jerry, Beth, Mr. Poopybutthole, Frankenstein, Sleepy Gary, Photography raptor, and Summer."

Beth looked confused. "Uh, Burt, that's like 9 people."

Burt Giggle. "6, 9, what's the difference? I just love the number 9 for no reason! Dad, can you do the honors?"

Rick nodded. "Where's my pencil at?" He looked around.

Pencilvester "Right here, Rick!" The pencil jumped into Rick's hand. "Use me!"

Rick catches him. "Oh, thanks, Pencilvester!" writes the number 9 again

Back to reality.

"Yeah,I-I g- I guess that is what happened, but I-I don't get why Burt would do that." Burt looked at the pencil.

Pencilvester smiled. "Everybody makes mistakes, Rick. Why do you think I have one of these?" They were all laughing. Photography raptor takes a picture at the exact same moment as burt pulls the trigger on it.

They all screamed as the Photography Raptor turned back to its true form.

Burt sighed. "Raptors don't have freaking thumbs! How was he taking photos! It's just dumb!" He kicked the corpse.

Beth had a realization. "That's it. Photos. Hard evidence." Beth scrolls through photos, becoming suspicious "You're not in any of my photos, Mr. Poopybutthole." She turns to glare at him

Mr. Poopybutthole did the same. "Well, what do you know about this? You're not in any of mine." He glared at her."

Summer looked at her phone. "All I have are pictures of me and my friends from school." everybody else stares at Summer "What? What teenage girl has pictures of her family? It's not like we're Mormon or dying." She said annoyed.

Frankenstein became suspicious of summer. "I will admit it's suspicious that Summer's only friend is a magic ballerina lamb that we've never seen."

Summer flashes back Summer is asleep in her room and Tinkles flies in

"Summer!" Said the magical floating lamb.

Summer spoke surprised. "Tinkles! It's past my bedtime."

Tinkles giggled. "Not in never past bedtime land! Here we go!"

Tinkles grabs Summer's hand and they fly out the window. A musical montage begins.

"Summer and Tinkles friends with each other living in never past bedtime land." Where were dancing in a magical never past bedtime land" no kitchen sinkles no little brother." Morty was in a cage confused as all hell.. "going to raves and waving our hands''

Rapper rapping "Summer and Tinkles, friends to the end group text the whole crew, my motherfuckin' friends! ketchup to the salt, salt to the fry "t" to the "inkle" with a capital "I" It cut's back to Summer's bedroom, revealing that she was only dreaming.

Summer held two flash lights. "Ooh! Ooh! Ooh! Ooh! Ooh! Ooh! Ooh!"

Gary and Beth Came in annoyed. "Summer, we're trying to sleep." He spoke annoyed.

Summer pointed to the air. "It was Tinkles!" She looked and saw one being there. "Tinkes?"

Cut back to the present

Rick pointed his gun at Summer, with Frankenstein looking worried. "That is su-burp- suspicious. We're always hearing about this Tinkles character, but we never get to –"

Tinkles came from behind the couch. "Hi, everybody. I'm Tinkles, and these are my friends." all sigh in relief.

Summer hugged her "friend" with joy looking at everyone. "See, everyone? Tinkles is real. That means so am I." Everyone except Rick and Burt apologizes to Summer.

Frankenstein looks at the ground disappointed at himself. "I was on the wrong side of the pitchfork on this one."

Jerry stood up. "Okay, look, we shouldn't need evidence or logic to know who's family and who isn't." He went into a speech. "I know who the Smiths are. I've known Beth since high school." He pulled sleepy Gary to punctuate his point. "And her husband, Sleepy Gary, is hands down my absolute best friend." Burt squinted at Jerry.

Sleepy Gary smiled at him. "Thanks, Jerry. Beyond that, no offense to any of you, but all bets are off."

Rick looked aggravated "Look, I'm not used to being this unsure for this long. I'm just gonna aim for shoulders starting with the weird girl." Tries to shoot Summer but misses and hits the tv.

Summer runs out of the way. "Aah! Grandpa Rick!" she falls to the ground her imaginary friends hugging her for comfort.

Rick "Hold still," with air quotes "Summer."

Gary stands in front of Rick's gun. "Rick, that is my daughter."

Rick raised his gun. "Oh, yeah? Well, what if you just think that, Sleepy Gary? I've known you for 15 years." He pointed his gun at gary. "Don't make me hurt you."

Sleepy Gary raised his gun. "Rick, these are our family and friends, the people we barbecue with. Have you forgotten the barbecue?"

Rick looked confused. "Wait, why would you want me to - You're one of them, aren't you?" Held the gun with both hands ready to fire, but then Hamurai and an Amish Cyborg appeared next to him."

Hamurai spoke to him. "Rick, you love those barbecues, Rick. You love them. Hai!"

Amish Cyborg "Remember it, Rick?"

"Shut up, Hamurai! Shut up, Amish Cyborg!" Rick let one hand go on the gun. "What is this? '90s Conan?" Burt shot the Amish cyborg and stood next to rick.

"Dad Listen to me, there was no-" They all started chanting. "Remember the barbecue. Remember the barbecue. Remember the barbecue." Rick grabbed his head, trying to fight back the flash back.

Backyard everyone was there.

Rick was at the grill making some paties with a suck my d_k apron. "You know what, Pencilvester? It took me my whole life to realize it, but I love barbecuing."

Pencilvester held a bottom bun "You're good at it, Rick."

"Watch me, baby. I'm like Tom Cruise from, um, "Cuisine" or w-whatever that movie called where he makes drinks. Yeah, check me out. I'm like Tom Cruise from "Cuisine." "chuckles" Yeah. Is that what it's called? Cuisine?" Rick used two spatulas to finished Pencilvester burger.

Pencilvester "Wow! Hey, everybody. Let's give it up for the grill master, Rick! Rick! Rick! Rick!" The all chanting "Rick"

Rick looked around feeling something off. "Wait."

Return back to the present, breathing heavily. "Noooooo! Shoot. Now look. It's like a "Where's Waldo?" page. Can you find me? Check out all these zany characters. We'll be right back after these messages."

"This episode is brought to you by smelulocks bumbo deworm! You want perfect smelulocks to eat!"

Sleepy Gary stepped toward rick. "I think you should put down the gun and we should get you to a doctor." He held Rick by the shoulder. "What do you say we take down these blast shields?" he asked with all agreeing. "Yeah."

Rick Pulled his gun back. "Can't do that, Sleepy Gary. All right, everybody listen to me. I don't know if any of you guys are real, but this house has been infested with fake loved ones that spread through fake memories, and our planet will be destroyed if they get out." Burt stood next to Rick pointing his gun at sleepy Gary.

Burt. "I only trust dad and me! We're the only ones doing anything and the parasite are all idiots, I mean an amish Cyborg? Right dad?"

Rick. "Y-yea."

Pencilvester jumped the corner of the table and pulled on his coat. "But Rick, even you have to admit you and Burt do tend to overreact to stuff."

Burt yelled. "Don't!"

Rick Flashbacked.

Rick came running. "You guys, we have to hurry. I just got back from Walmart. They're selling Nintendo 3ds systems for $149.99 on sale, plus every time you buy one, you get a $50 gift card." He left the room and placed the 3Ds on the kitchen table. "Brings the total price down to $110 after tax. Now, listen, we can flip those sons of bitches for 230 bucks apiece easy!" He opened a safe and got a few thousand dollars. "They're all limited-edition "Zelda" ones. Hurry! Hurry! Come with me! We can be rich, and we also all get to keep one and we can play Nintendo games! Nintendo, give me free stuff."

back to the present

Beth spoke up. "Yea, and remember what happened at school, Burt?"

Flashback to the school.

At the break room in school. Burt was digging around in the fridge. "Where the hell is my lunch?" Goldenfold looked at him. "Oh Dian took it, said there was no name on it." Burt's eyes twitched.

Evening at day Burt knocked her out and threw her into a wormhole. When Dian woke up, she was hanging over a vat of leeches. She started screaming for her life. "BS! Burt Sanchez, how about we have these leeches steal all your fucking blood?! He lowered her into the vat.

back to reality.

Rick spoke frustrated. "Okay, yes, I definitely remember doing that, but also, I would never do that." he kept his gun close to him.

"she deserved it, my name was on it!" He pointed his gun at pencilvester

Pencilvester spoke calmly to rick. "Don't overreact, Rick." Rick pushed the gun down, with Burt glaring at Rick.

Jerry look to Right. "Sleepy Gary, a word?" Gary nodded.

Sleepy Gary looked at rick. "Sure, Jerry. Rick, Burt, keep a level head, okay? 'Cause I'll tell you a secret about Frankenstein - He's actually Frankenstein's monster. Rick looks at Frankenstein, Frankenstein pounds his fist. Burt's eye twitches and shoots Shakespeare.

Jerry and Sleepy Gary go to a corridor and start confiding to Gary. "Sleepy Gary, m-my head is filled with memories of our friendship. I'm convinced that you're Beth's husband and I'm your friend, but if those memories can't be trusted, then..."

Sleepy Gary asks with a comforting smile. "Jerry, just say it."

Jerry tears up. "Sleepy Gary, how do we know I'm real?"

Sleepy Gary looks shocked "Jesus, Jerry." He looked to the corridor making sure no one was listening to them. "No, you're real. Hey, look at me. Now, I don't know which way is up out there, but I know us, and you're real, Jerry. Remember our vacation?"

Jerry flashes back

Jerry and Gary are relaxing on a boat on the coast during a sunset.

Gary comes up with two beers. "They're filming that new Star Wars movie down the coast. Should we check it out?"

Jerry smiles at sleepy and half naked Body. "Sure. Why not?" Gary drinks, Jerry "accidentally" drops his bottle. Both he and Gary reach for it and their hands meet. They look into each other's eyes.

Gary gently caresses his hair while staring into his eyes. "Maybe we'll see Chewbacca."

Jerry looks at him shocked, yet he agrees. "I'd like that." They begin deeply kissing and fall onto the deck of the boat.

back to the present, Jerry smiling with nostalgia.

Gary puts a hand on Jerry's shoulder. "I don't give a damn what else happens out there." He looks deeply into Jerry's eyes and caresses his "You and I are going to survive this."

"Okay." Jerry holds his hand, but pulls away when he sees Gary closing in. "Hey, we agreed. Never in the house." He fixes his hair and heads back to the living room.

Rick is pointing the gun at random people and is pushing everyone he suspects. "Two feet! I swear I will shoot!"

Frankenstein gets close and holds. "That's a cool watch there, Rick. Can I check it ou-" Burt shoots into the ceiling Two feet! I died twice, I'm prepared for a third time!" Beth hits him over the head with a vase.

"No!" Rick Yelled before Frankenstein grabbed his gun. "Drop it. Give me the gun, Frankenstein!" indistinct shouting "Give it back!" Frankenstein got the gun after giving Rick a blue eye.

All cheered and applauded. "Yeah! Frankenstein!"

Rick breathing heavily "Is anyone here even real? Are we the only real people on earth?!" Burt struggled while being held by Bigfoot.

Burt started growling and kicking. "You're all parasites, the only ones real are Dad and Beth! you're all fakes!"

Reverse Giraffe stepped out of the crowd and stood up. "Maybe. Or maybe, just maybe, we're all real. You know me. I'm a reverse giraffe. I have a short neck and legs. I went to college with Hamurai." He pointed toward Hamurai.

He responded. "Hai!"

Reverse Giraffe looked toward the couch "I saved Ghost In A Jar's life in Vietnam."

The Ghost in a Jar cheered "Boo rah!"

The Reverse Giraffe took and looked to the ceiling. "And Beth, how many times have I been a shoulder for you to cry on?"

Beth Wipes a tear and sighs "Too many."

Reverse Giraffe spans towards Rick and Burt. "Okay, so maybe we're just all fake."

They all boooed the idea. Mrs. Refrigerator commenting. "That don't make no sense!"

Reverse Giraffe then looked at Rick "Or maybe, there's only two deceivers here - The people that keep telling us the path to salvation is being held prisoner and mistrusting each other."

Rick rebutted it. "Hey, don't blame me! I tried to shoot Summer 10 minutes ago!" Burt spat at the giraffe missing him.

Reverse Giraffe continued his speech. "I know we all have beloved memories of Rick, but are we really supposed to believe that a mad scientist inventor with a flying car just showed up on our doorstep after being gone for years?"

Morty agreed. "Yeah, you know, he does have a lot of really weird, made-up sounding catchphrases."

Multiple flashbacks.

Rick "Wubba lubba dub dub!" Ricky ticky tavi, beyotch! And that's the wa-a-a-a-y the news goes. Hit the sack, jack. Uh-oh! Somersault jump. Aids! And that's why I always say shum shum shlippedy dop! Grassss tastes bad-ah. No jumpin' in the sewer. Burger time! Rubber baby baby bunkers! Lick, lick, lick my balls!" Rick laughs" yeah! Say that all the time. "He shows his middle finger.

back to the present

All they're muttering. "That's a fake-ass catchphrase right there."

Beth walked toward rick. "And don't forget his incredibly vague back story." She said with a raised eyebrow.

Rick insistently said. "Beth, I'm your father!"

"Oh, are you, dad? Are you?" She furiously demanded.

Burt yelled. "He is! He might be an ass but he is your father."

Beth turned to Burt. "Oh, says the man who sold my panties to pedos." They all muttered disgustedly.

Muttered. "It paid your college bills, sis."

Morty stepped in to be the voice of reason. "Burt, Rick, if you want to prove you're real, just do what any of the rest of us would do and - and - and open the blast shields and let us the hell out of here!"

Burt chuckled. "Kill the Reverse giraffe and I will talk."

Rick glared at morty. "Why don't you make me, an implausibly naive pubescent boy with an old Jewish comedy writer's name?"

Everybody is surprised, Mrs. Refrigerator comments on this with. "In your face!"

Morty looked toward Rick furiously. "Give me the gun." He looked around and looked at everyone else. "I'm not doing this in front of Pencilvester. Bring him to the garage." They all cheer and carry Rick away.

Summer gets closer to Burt. "So how did you sell—" Beth interrupted. "You're not selling your panties." Summer crossed her arms annoyed.

Beth looked at her brother. "How did the Amish cyborg become a parasite?" Burt sighed. "Beth, think! Why Would a Amish person let himself be turned into cyborg?" Beth gulped. "Also I would worry about the fart in a jar."

Fart in a jar spoke up. "Nooot cool dude!"

In the garage.

Morty stood toward Rick holding the gun to Rick's head "All right, you listen to me, you son of a bitch parasite scum. We could either do this the easy way or the hard way. You know, y-y-y- do you want to live? Then open the blast shield doors."

Rick started yelling. "Shut up, Morty, you brainwashed, little turd that might not even be real because I'm brainwashed, too." He finished uncertainty."

Morty started shaking, he really didn't want to shoot rick. "You know, Rick, this isn't easy for us. You know, w-we all remember you as a friend."

Rick glared at morty. "Oh, oh, oh, really? Well, I remember you as a whiny, little piece of shit, Morty!"

Morty continued shaking "Oh - oh, yeah?" He asked nervously.

He Yelled at him. "Yeah! I've got about a thousand memories of your dumb little ass and about six of them are pleasant. The rest is annoying garbage. So why don't you do us both a favor and pull the trigger? Do it! Do it, motherfucker! Pull the fucking trigger!" He demanded to be shot.

Morty had a realization, he shoots Baby Wizard, Baby Wizard screeches before turning back to a parasite.

Duck with Muscles acted surprised, while concentrating on trying to figure out if his theory would be true. "Oh, wow. Baby Wizard was a parasite? He set me up with my wife." Morty shoots the duck, parasite screeches.

Rick was shocked. "What the hell?" He kneeled to Morty holding his shoulders.

"I figured it out, Rick! The parasites can only create pleasant memories. I know you're real because I have a ton of bad memories with you!

Flashbacks of times where Rick left Morty in despair

The time he was flirty with two hot squid maids while Morty was being.

Morty before covered in lava while Rick was asleep.

Slime dentists doing horrible things to Morty's teeth, rick came stole their equipment. The slime monsters continued with their last equipment .

At school Morty was about to go down the stairs, then rick pulls his pants down, pushes him down and while two girls laugh at Morty rick joins in. Morty stand up crying in embarrassment.

these memories that we have, these memories that we cherish I wish that we... can go back... to that time ooh, ooh, ooh

(Cut back to the present)

Rick stands up. "Holy crap, Morty, you're right." He walks to the wash machine.

Morty looks at Morty "Is - is - isn't that what you were trying to make me understand by yelling at me?" He asks.

Rick Look at Morty and lies. "Well, yeah, duh-doy. T-took you long enough." He turns the dial on the washing machine and the walls lower revealing an assortment of weapons.

Rick smiled. "Now let's go, Morty. We got a lot of friends and family to exterminate." Rick Placed his hand on Morty's back.

Rick shoots a parasite, everybody else screams as they step into the living, Rick look at Burt remembering their last adventure and how he kicked him between the legs. He shoots big foot and Give Burt a gun. "Thanks that ape smelled unwashed gym shorts!"

Morty fire two shots. "Everybody remain calm! This is gonna take some explaining." Rick yelled worrying Morty as seung his gun around. "We need to kill everyone that we can only remember fondly. Who's got a bad memory about Mrs. Refrigerator?"

She stuttered heavy, fear enveloping her. "I-I-I-I - everyone has bad memories of me. You remember that one time? "She flashes back to her, Beth, Jerry and a lot of other people on a roller coaster, screaming. "Ooh, man, we couldn't stop screaming." She spoke worried, hoping her lies would work.

Beth looked at her confused. "Uh, roller coasters aren't bad, Mrs. Refrigerator. They're thrilling." Her voice turned accusative toward her long time friend. "And you've been a perfect companion to me my entire life."

The Refrigerator gnawed on her fingers, panic building up. "The jig is up!" She said whimpering in fear and ran to the porch "get me out of here. Get me out of here! Aah!" It screeched in pain before returning to her true form." all gasping

"Oh, shit!" Someone yelled.

Rick pointed at the hords. "Everybody back! If you're not a parasite, you have nothing to fear." He pointed his gun at his granddaughter. "What about Summer?"

Summer she pointed at herself. "Why am I always your go-to?" She questioned.

Morty flashes back

Morty was hosing the backyard. Summer comes outside behind Morty and kicks him between the legs. Morty grabs his crotch and falls over in pain. "Never go in my room again."

Morty spoke, holding his crotch. "I didn't!

In the present, Morty looks at Summer. "She's real. She's my bitch of a sister." Summer throws her a handheld railgun.

Summer smiles "Nice." Beth looks at her worried and Summer flashes back.

Summer walks into her parents' room wearing a pink dress and earrings with her hair done. "Mom, are you driving me to -" She sees her mother lying on the bed, drunk with a bottle of wine.

Beth swings her bottle, tipsy from the wine. "Hmm? Yeah, yeah, yes. What time?" She starts standing up.

Summer spoke with a disappointed tone. "Oh, my god. Are you drunk?" She asked with her hands on her hip.

Beth belches like her father slurring her words. "What're you, my life coach?"

"Your what?" Beth rolls over to get out of bed and accidentally hits Summer in the face with the wine bottle.

Summer starts panicking. "Oh! God! Oh. Oh, my gosh. Oh! God! Mom!" Beth gets her make up and starts covering the black eye up. "Sweetheart, are you okay? I didn't mean to -" She yells at Beth rightfully angry. "I'm gonna have a bruise! It's picture day!" Beth tries to calm Summer, still slurring at her words. "It's not, don't overreact. I can clean it up." As the pain is received and she cries. "I want the police to take me!"

Summer smiles at her mom. "Morty, give a gun to the lady that got pregnant with me too early and constantly makes it our problem." Morty throws her a nitrogen plasma gun.

They took the gun full of gratitude. "Thank you, sweetie." She turns toward Cross teddy.

Cross Teddy Bear raises his arms. "Beth, Beth, please!" She pleaded for his life.

Beth looks pissed off. "I thought it was too good to be true that we'd have compatible kidneys." She fires at the teddy bear and he reverts back to pathetic form. The five cock their guns, screaming and blasting were heard throughout the house.

Rick Corners Pencilvester. "Come on, man. Haven't we ever had an uncomfortable silence or an awkward fart on a road trip? Come on, Pencilvester. Give me anything." Ricks pleaded, not wanting to kill his friend.

Pencilvester raised his hand. "Rick, I'm Pencilvester. Listen to that name. You can't kill me." The pencil begged and Rick turned away.

Rick "You're right." He looked at Morty. "Kill Pencilvester." Morty came and shot the little shit.

The screeches of parasites were heard around the house. Burt grabbed the reverse giraffe and used him to beat Frankenstein to death, he threw the parasite away.

Summer shot at the floating and turned to Tinkles. "Summer, I've always loved you!" Summer emotionlessly pointed her gun. "Yep."Shoots Tinkles, parasite screeches, all of summer's never past bedtime friends gasp in horror. Summer shoots them only their screeching wails heard.

Summer stands next to Burt and she flashes as they fire on smaller Parasites.

Summer flashback

Back to her going back to class to get her bag. "Oh, my god!" She screams to Burt high off his mind. "Don't tell your mom ok?" Summer grabbed her back keeper eyes closed and ran back."

Summer nodded back at Burt more as they finished their killing.

Rick looked around the place. "That's all of them." Burt sighed. "What's wrong?" Looked at rick. "I did the butler too early." They both laughed and Rick got Ghost in Jar.

Ghost in a Jar nervously laughed. "Oh, I-I get it. It's a play on "the butler did it."

Rick sighed. "Thanks, ghost in a jar. You always were good at pointing out potentially obscure comedy." shoots ghost in a jar, reverts back screeching

On the second floor.

Jerry hugged Sleepy Gary fearing for his life. "You got to hide me, Sleepy Gary." Jerry pleaded for his life.

Sleepy Gary hugged jerry closely. "Don't worry. I have a plan. If we can get to my boat, there's a -" Beth shoots Sleepy Gary, Gary slowly turns back into a parasite, screeching his last.

Jerry grabbed what was left "Gart" "No. No!" He grabbed the muzzle of the gun and pressed it on his forehead. "Send me to Gary. I want to be with Gary." Beth remembered the time Jerry locked her out of the car and Burt had gave reconstructive plastic surgery,

Beth sighed annoyed. "Ugh. Sorry, Jerry. You're real."

Jerry was crying, thinking he had lost his true love. "I'm a parasite!"

Beth Looked annoyed at Jerry. "Yeah, but you're real."

He tries to kiss Beth, but she pushes him back. "Uh, uh, I need time to forget about Sleepy Gary." she steps up and leaves

Jerry looks at the ceiling mourning his love. "Me, too."

Rick opens the blast shields, everyone is at the dinner table. Pork chop and gravy with mashed potato and pees."

Rick looked at the family. "From now on, let's all be careful to wash our hands when we get back from outer space. That goes for everyone."

Burt groaned. "Nothing can wash away whatever you have dad, especially last week with unity." Rick just ate his food

Jerry looked at his mead. "This is depressing. We killed every good person in the house. We're what's left? What a family." He spoke dejected

Rick for once had a positive outlook. "At least we're real, Jerry. We're real. Rikki tikki tavi!"

Mr. Poopybutthole joined the table. "Ooh, whee! Amen to that. Now, this little poopypants is hungry. Will somebody pass me a pork chop?" He got one and continued chomping on til he noticed Beth's suspicious look. "Huh. I-is - is something wrong, Beth?"

Beth pulls the gun on Mr. Poopybutthole and Burt jumps at Beth, making her miss the shot.

Rick takes the gun away. "No, Beth!"

Mr. Poopybutthole looks around with panic. "Oh, fuck." runs out of the house.

Beth looks at her father confused. "Wait, but he's a parasite!"

Burt sighed "No he wasn't! Look." He pulls out a phone for the Mr. Poopybutthole was a Mr. Poopyasshole. There he punched Burt in the balls with Rick recording it." Beth looked shocked at what she almost did.

Evening Beth pours a glass of wine. Burt comes in, sighing. "Did he call?" Burt sighed.

"He got his own apartment, he might visit at some point but hey at least his not charging you." He took the bottle and drank the entire thing. "Give him, he understand soon." He stood up and left. Beth sighed and got back to bed.

Author's note: I'm back bitches!