ѕ02/ᴇ03 - ᴀᴜᴛᴏ ᴇʀᴏᴛɪᴄ ᴀssɪᴍɪʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴ

More people crowded around and the social anxiety synthesising with your sheer hatred of other animate things forced a sour look on your face when your mind drew darker as you decided to drown it away with another swig of the flask. Morty looked at you mildly worried as he already knew the affects of the drink, "N-no! [Name], please- no-not now!"

You raised a brow out of dissatisfaction and watched an another man approached the male in the middle of the crowd who had been flaunting his nipple rings because he believed that he was more superior to another person on the same planet he lived on, "Hey, wait- I'm Brian and I'm a landscaper-" His face turned dark after rubbing his face from the confusion, "-And I'll be damned if that ripple nipple bitches race is superior. The cone nipple people rule this world!" Ripping his shirt off, he yelled out loud while puffing out his chest to show two small cones over the areas of his nipples.

"Oh, woah- isn't this nice... Huh, Summer?" Nudging the teenage girl, she gave you a grossed out look while your eyes began glowing again, "Oh and I'm the only one here who's not totally opposed to this due to the fact that multiple males - and maybe females - could start ripping their clothes off? Piss off."

"Shut your mouth your dirty knife nipple bastard!"

"What'd you say to me, you target chest piece of shit!"

Summer and Morty were mortified to see you laughing, or actually, you were absolutely losing your shit because of their insults together and then all hell broke loose when you shoved the flask into your bra and cupped your two hands around your mouth to scream, "Race wars!"

Fires started, building windows smashed and cars were literally flipped over. Morty hid behind you while Summed and yourself crouched behind a car and there were people beating each other with whatever long, blunt object they could find, "O-Oh, way to go [Name] - you sta-started a race war."

Rolling your eyes, you simply scoffed and gave him a side-glance, "You mean another race war."

"What the fu-"

"She didn't start it, they're the racists, I mean, I might have empowered them to follow their apparently misguided dreams." Summer attempted to defend yourself but she threw herself under the bus shortly after and then you noticed a man with no shirt, he had a long ponytail and think sideburns, his chest puffed out to show off his circle nipples when he finally caught sight of your two wide eyes, "Hey! What race are you guys!?"

Morty stood faster than your eyes could decipher and then there was three of him, he had lifted his shirt to show off his nipples and then he answered in a frightened voice, "N-None! See, normal nipples!"

You followed and almost fell over when you were about to lift your shirt as well but you were kept in control by Summer as she yelped and grabbed you quickly. Before you could shove her away, the man yelled and he got all the recently formed single-minded people's attention, "Hey! These freaks don't have a race! Get them!"

Morty screamed quickly and ran, leading Summer to grab your arm as the three of you started running while the people who had been fighting each other were now teamed up to get rid of the 'freaks' and you grew angered and annoyed by the hand leading you and because of the feelings in your legs when you had to pick up the pace, "Oh my god, I hate running!"

You grabbed the portal gun, your fingers finally finding the trigger as you shot it right in front of Morty as he ran straight through it as Summer and yourself followed and then it disappeared behind you, both Morty and Summer were breathing in and out deeply as their postures slouched in relief and you smiled, gloatingly as you patiently waited for their words of gratitude, "Thanks.. [Name]."

"Yeah, you really saved us there, [Name]."

"[Name]?"

You looked ahead to see Unity while she laid on a desk with other people from this planet as they all laid unconscious. There were party cups spilt everywhere, clothes were thrown randomly across the floors and the sofa and there were different kinds of liquids spilt on the table or the floors and you even caught sight of some purple powder n another table across the room which gave you some suggestive ideas.

"This place is messed up, you- mind controller-"

"Unity, this place is a mess." Summer spoke, cutting you off when she knew very ell that you weren't in your right mind. You shut your mouth and glared at Unity as Its hair was a mess, its clothes were dirty and messed up and then it looked up with two half-lidded eyes, "Oh, it's fine, the me that's a cleaning lady is coming on Friday."

Morty looked at you briefly and then spoke as Unity stood up, "Unity, can you get Rick out here please."

"He's.. unavailable, he's.."

"Having sex with you, we know. Gross." Summer crossed her arms and still asked for Rick, to see him so that they could leave but you were still angry and you weren't even entirely sure why anymore. You hated that you had to go to that damn alien ship at the start of the episode to loot the empty ship and you really wanted to avoid Rick. You really should be avoiding him but your feelings of attachment only grew ten times stronger when you had seen him again.

He was in the news frequently and you had him on a tracker as well so that you knew where he was in case something happened to him - it's not like he'd need it though. You still had to know if he was okay but he was in another room in the same building as you, fucking another thing that wasn't even an actual person, but a thing that controlled people.

"..-ilthy.."

"[Name]?"

"Uh~ what d-do you urrrrrp-want?" Rick emerged from another room, in one hand he held a beer or something resembling a beer as he held onto the pillar beside him to avoid falling. He was wearing a sombrero while drool fell down his lip again and he had a bullet belt tied around his chest with a gun sitting in a gun holster on the band of his pants, "Jeez, Rick, let's go home, okay?"

Rick looked at you oddly, leaning over in his drunken state to stare at you with half-lidded eyes and his eyes stared into your green-coloured ones, "Wh-what? I don't wanna le-urp-leave." The force of the burp from the alcohol and drugs he'd taken made him jump slightly and he hiccuped.

"I know- I'm- I'm sorry fo-for everything, alri-alright? Le-lets for..." Morty waited patiently, Summer watched you with a raised brow as it looked as if you had fallen asleep standing, "-forget about what happened twenty years ago, I-I mi-mi-miss you.."

Tears began building at your eyes and Unity stopped as well, sobering up to listen to what you had to say while Rick stared at you indifferently, "I'll b-be good, le-let's just g-go, com-come on Rick."

He almost growled and backed away to go to the table, "Urgh~ Fine!" You watched as he shot his portal gun at the wall and then yelled, "Cya!"

"N-No, Rick, I won't leave without you, not af-after I left you before dammit!" He raised a brow and the terrifying thing to comprehend was the possibility that Rick could either remember what was going on and what you were saying or he would completely forget as if it never happened.

He burped and rolled his eyes, "Alright, I get it, y-ururp-you guys are scared the big, bad hivemind is gonna scare your grandpa away~!" His gaze lingered on you and he noticed the way you pouted, biting your bottom lip to stop yourself from crying when Summer took a stance in front of you, "Actually, no. I think Unity's great and you're a horrible influence on it."

To their surprise, both Rick and yourself answered simultaneously, "What?"

"It's not healthy here, you know? Yo-You're really up to n-no good around here, you know?" Morty stepped forward and he motioned towards the unconscious people and the drinks and the mess of the place as Summer continued for him, "You and Unity are like- like.. Vikings and mid-calf boots. You think you're great together, but you're bringing out the worst in each other!"

She pointed at her grandpa condescendingly and Rick walked around her to stand next to the television that was present on the wall, he stood by Unity and you wiped the tears from your face to glare at him and then at Unity.

"Wo-wow, Summer, gee, well put. Why don't we see what Unity thinks." A man had been sitting on the floor, bent over awkwardly with a dazed smile on his face, "Hey, I'm fine. I'm just relaxing - you know, it's good to take a break to have fun sometimes.."

He switched on the television, smiling as the two TV reporters spoke, 'And here's a special update, It looks worse than it really is, we're fine. Back to you, Karen.'

The other reporter smiled, 'Thanks, Todd, here up next, Are you a concerned Grandchild or just a buzzkill?'

"Alright fine, but at least... Shit, I guess do it for o-your grandkids." You looked over to them as you gained Rick's attention but you knew it was pointless and Summer actually looked hopeful, "This isn't gonna work, let's just le-leave.."

"Wha- but grandm-"

"Sum Sum. Rick doesn't care, he just thinks you're a hyper-emotional, needy, little human. He can tolerate your whining and your arguments but it doesn't mean he gives a shit. Come on." All the beings that were Unity stared at you with a look, a look that appeared worried but you ignored it as you walked to the portal and entered it and then you were at their home.

Morty and Summer found themselves in the garage where they saw you looking around Ricks things on his desk, "Alright we-"

"Wait, pl-please.." Morty stopped you when he notices your awkward glances and he coughed to clear his throat when Summer glanced at him and then to you, you waited for him and he rubbed the back of his neck, "Cou-could you maybe, like.. stay? Just for a little while.."

Meanwhile, as Rick was prepping himself to see how far he could go with Unity because his grandkids were finally gone. He couldn't deny that he might've hoped that you would've stayed too because this seemed like your type of atmosphere but he was probably wrong, he didn't care anyway. As long as he was doing this then he was fine. He walked out of the bathroom to call out for Unity, but the room was empty. There were papers all on the floor and they had writing on them, the papers were placed everywhere in and out of the building and Rick walked around picking them up from the floor, grabbing them from the roads to see what Unity had to say.

Unity explained that she enjoyed her time with Rick but they couldn't be together. Unity said that they were too alike in the sense that both of them turn each other into mirror images of themselves, though in Rick's case, he does so through bad influence rather than assimilation.

Unity mentioned that Rick was even better at fulfilling what itself was destined to do, through coming into existence as a hive-mind; that Rick is able to change others yet is not able to be reformed himself, which leads to his self-destructive, reckless nature eventually bringing those around him down with him and invariably sentences them to suffer because of his own emotional barriers and methods of resisting the inevitability of meaninglessness and his own pain.

Unity ended the long, long letter by affirming that it loves him and is upset it cannot be with him.

Rick came home to find his daughter seated besides you while Summer and Morty also sat on the sofa. Everyones' faces were neutral and just as Beth had seen her Father, she stood up and spoke before he could disappear to the garage,

"Wait, Dad-"

He stopped and you kept your gaze on the TV while listening, "I-.. Jerry and I were in the garage, looking for the weed-whacker and we.. found your subterranean lair and we found your alien prisoner.." Rick kept a bored face, not saying anything while Beth spoke and her children watched, "And it got away.. and I know I sound like Mom when I say this but I can't jeopardise this family's safety just because I'm afraid you'll leave again-"

"So, no more alien prisoners and no more subterranean excavation without consulting us."

"Okay." He replied short and simple and you raised a brow, one thing ringing through your mind than anything else Beth just said, her voice was unsure and nervous and you assumed it was due to the fear that Rick could leave within the snap of a finger and never come back if he wanted to. Or if he was pushed to do it hard enough.

"Ok-Okay? Okay, a-as in like you're gonna go teleport somewhere and never come back-..?"

"No~ It's your house.." You turned to see him walking away before Summer asked him about Unity, "Who? Oh, Unity - well, it was alright and all but we're talking about an entity that thrives off of enslavement, I mean- it's not cool."

His eyes found yours and you didn't know if you should've looked away or not. Perhaps it was the immense sadness in his eyes that spoke out to you, calling for you and you didn't know if you should've followed him or not into the garage.

He left and he downed the rest of his flask. He stared at the contraption on the desk before assembling it and then he grabbed a frozen cronenburg-like creature and poured an orange liquid on it, drinking the rest while the creature cried and screamed.

Rick, on the verge of tears, comforted the deranged creature to lovingly shush it before he attached a lightbulb to the contraption and held the creature in it's aiming range before he watched it turn to dust in his hands. He stared at it for a while before sitting and attaching another lightbulb as the previous one had exploded.

He placed his own head in the aiming range and waited, feeling himself go numb but nothing happened and he passed out.

He didn't realise that if someone didn't walk in, then he would've been gone because it was you who had moved the machine upwards so it missed his head. He sat passed out from the alcohol and sleep deprivation and you hugged him into your chest, using your palm to affectionately rub his head while he slept and you couldn't help smiling because you finally had him in your arms.

'And it got away.. and I know I sound like Mom when I say this but I can't jeopardise this family's safety just because I'm afraid you'll leave again-'

Why did she say 'again?'

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