I'm trying to remember this episode off the top of my head, it's currently around 3 in the morning. I'm trying to distract myself. Woohoo. Different things will happen that didn't happen in the episode bc of the logic in it, yknow? ⬇️

The only people who didn't get affected by the potion were people who were related to Morty by blood. BuuUUUT you're not :)

Let's just get this show on the fuckin road.

(Part 1)

You were in the kitchen getting some food when you heard Rick shouting about a screwdriver. You slightly chuckled to yourself and just sat down on the couch. Curiosity washed over you when you heard Morty talking about something like a love potion. You knew he was going to that dance tonight, but there was no way in hell that you were going to go. Summer said she didn't want to get the flu, but you thought it would just be stupid.

Morty walked out of the garage holding a small beaker of orange liquid. You looked at him and smiled deciding not to question what he was holding. "You look good Morty!" He grinned and scratched the back of his neck. "ah jeez, thanks (Y/n)! Are you sure you don't wanna come?" You flipped through the channels not making eye contact with him. "nah, I..uh..I'm not feeling too well." Morty looked a little disappointed and started to head for the door. "Alright, well, I-I hope you feel better, (Y/n)." You wished him good luck and he walked out the front door.

Bored of whatever was on TV, you decided to go see what Rick was up to. "Hey Rick..?" You spoke quietly and knocked on the door. "Wh*uURP*at?" You peeked into the room and slowly walked in. "uhh..what're ya doin..?" "oh!..uh, this? It's uh...eh. Nothin important for right now. Wa*buRp*--wanna go somewhere?" Giving him a confused look, you accepted.

(Y/n)'s POV

I went upstairs to grab my shoes and a jacket. "oW OW OW!" I stubbed my goddamn toe! Shaking off the annoying pain in my toe, I headed to the garage. "The he*uURP*ELL was that yelling for?" Rick asked sarcastically. Rolling my eyes, I got into the ship. "I just stubbed my toe. No biggie." Rick took a swig from his flask and got the ship started. Before I even knew it, we were up in space.

Rick brought me to a restaurant on some unknown planet. The aliens..seemed? friendly? We weren't getting attacked soo.. that's a good step in the right direction.

The restaurant was cozy..it was full of smiling aliens and the waitresses were making conversation. There was live music and decent looking food and drinks. Rick brought me over to a table and I took a deep breath. The dim lighting of the place didn't make us stand out too much. Although, the light from the stage spilled throughout the room making it a bit brighter.

"So, um.." I began, "what was that little bottle Morty had?...I was thinking you had something to do with whatever it is." Rick raised his unibrow in confusion, looking at me with half-lidded eyes. "Why would you wanna know?" He answered and took a swig from his flask. "I'm just worried, yknow? I don't want him getting hurt." Rick grumbled and dropped his flask into his pocket. "Mo*uURP*ORTY was thinking with his dick a-a-and he wanted me to make some sort of "love potion" for him." Rick rolled (never gonna give you up🎶) his eyes and babbled on about how love was just a chemical that doesn't mean anything.

An alien waitress approached the table. "Good evening you two! I'll be your waitress tonight. My name is Anne. Is there anything you need? Appetizers..beverages?" She has a normal name...? Oh and what a shocking surprise, Rick asked for whiskey. I just asked for (f/d) and some nachos. Anne smiled brightly and wrote the orders down. It took me a minute to notice that she was hovering--all of the waitresses were. I didn't realize I was spacing out when Rick began waving his hand in front of my face. "hellooOOoo~?? Anybody *buURP* home?" I shook my head and laughed to myself a little. "Sorry, Rick, what were you saying?" Rick face palmed a little. "I said, why aren't you going to--to that dance?" I rolled my eyes ready for a small rant. "It just seems stupid to me. I mean--who would want to go to a dance that's basically saying "hey, don't get the flu, you fuckin idiots". Besides, people that went probably have the flu anyways. And there's no way in hell that I'm catching it."

Rick's eyes grew wide and he started to sweat. Anne came by, dropped our drinks off, and went to go serve another table. I'm disappointed that my nachos are missing, but that's unimportant. "Wait woah woah--the flu's getting around?!" Rick began to panic a little bit. I gave him a confused look. "Rick, it's flu season. You being the smartest man in the universe, I thought you knew that.." I trailed off. "Shit!!" Rick stumbled out of his seat, knocking the whiskey over. "Rick..?!"   "There's no time!! Oh jeez--I-I-I'll be right back, (Y/n)!!!" I tried running after him to the ship, but he already took off!! "Motherfucker!!" I shouted to myself and flipped off the ship. "Damnit, Rick!!!" I stomped the ground and gave myself a second to breathe. "Okay, he said he'd be right back.." trying to reassure myself. "uURGH but--DAMNIT!! I'm alone on this planet, I have no money I--"

3rd POV

(Y/n) stopped rambling when she saw a 'Help Wanted' sign on the door of the restaurant. The aliens are friendly, at least. (Y/n) walked back into the restaurant with a stressed expression on her face. Plopping back down at the table, the frustrated human took a sip of her favorite drink. You heard someone sit in the chair across from you looked up, hoping it was Rick. Of course, it wasn't. It was Anne! "What's bothering you, hun? Where did your friend go?" She asked sweetly. Anne read your expression like a book and became worried. "I don't know where he went, but all I know is that I'm alone here. I don't know anyone, other than you. I don't have money, and I have no clue when he's coming back." Instantly feeling blue, you rested your chin in your hand and took a sip of your drink. Anne shined a hopeful smile. "Well, if you'd like, you can work here until he comes back!" She beamed. "The girls would appreciate it a lot! We could really use some help around here." (Y/n) smiled feeling like Anne just read her mind. You nodded and Anne jumped up with excitement. She pulled you to the back of the restaurant and through a door.

(Y/n) was shocked at how fast she got employed, but she wasn't complaining. Anne yelled out a series of names that the author doesn't feel like listing at the moment and the alien waitress came over in seconds. Anne bumped you mentioning for you to introduce yourself. "H-Hi everybody, my name's (Y/n). I came here from Earth and I'm (y/a) years old." The alien waitress talked amongst each other excitedly. "What are you?..We're Moonglops." A purple Moonglop commented. "I'm a human, and I don't want to harm anyone, incase any of you were wondering."

Moonglops kind of resembled humans. They had a somewhat human figure, but they had four arms. Their skin looked like a smooth gelatin substance. The Moonglops in the room all glowed slightly and they were all their own color. They didn't have noses, but they had three eyes.

Everyone introduced themselves and you connected with everyone very quickly. You were going to have fun working here, you knew it! "Oh jeez, you need a uniform, (Y/n)!" Azalea, a teal Moonglop, exclaimed. "Ooh! I'll get right on it!" Mabel quickly hovered over and brought you upstairs. "I have one hell of a passion for making clothes. I made everyone's uniforms! But we'll have to change your uniform up a little bit, you know? Because you're a human." You knew she wasn't trying to offend you in any way, but you understood.

Back on Earth

Rick landed his spaceship in the parking lot of the school and sprinted inside. He saw Morty sprinting down the hallway, a huge crowd of people screaming after him. "Shit!! I'm already too late!" Rick ran into the school. "MORTY!!" He looked over, relieved to see Rick, and ran for him as fast as he could. "Damnit, Morty!! This is what happens when you think with your dick!!" The drunk scientist scolded. "Ah jeez, Rick! I-I-I didn't know this would happen!" Rolling his eyes, Rick drove off to another planet to make a chemical that would fix everything.

We all know how that goes. The whole planet pretty much worshipped Morty, but that quickly changed when Rick's serum cronenberged the whole planet! The only survivors were Rick, Beth, Jerry, Summer, and Morty. Rick had something in the back of his mind, but through all of the commotion, everyone forgot about something kind of important.

A few months later

Rick and Morty were sitting on the ledge of a rooftop looking over the city. Morty sighed and looked into the sunset. "hey Rick..?" Morty piped up. Rick hummed in acknowledgment. "What do you think happened to (Y/n)?"

...

Rick froze. "Oh..shit.." his eyes widened and he stood up. "Rick!! What did you do?!" Morty panicked. Rick frantically started the ship. "I took (Y/n) out to a cozy restaurant because I figured 'hey, we both need a break.' We were talking and having a decent time then I realized my stupid grandson is probably getting raped because of a stupid chemical that makes his dick talk for him!" Rick's words fell out of his mouth at full speed. "Lucky for us, and for (Y/n), a majority of the aliens on that planet are friendly." Rick said somewhat reassuringly. Morty rolled his eyes. "I swear to god, Rick--"  "there is no god."  "....well if anything happened to (Y/n) I'm gonna kick your ass."

During those 2 months

(Y/n) grew more and more hopeless as the days went by. But, she was happy! She was having the best days of her life. That restaurant is one of the best things that's ever happened to her. If it weren't for Anne and Shannon on that day, she didn't know where she would be.

Part 2 will be up soon 👋🙃