Warnings:swearing?, alcohol abuse and violence against Jerry(goddammit Jerry your a prick)
This is you:

Ricks p.O.v
"G- geez r-Rick, what even is wrong with y-you today?" Morty whimpered, cowering in fear. "M-morty I *burp* I'm fucking fine you little dipshit!" I yelled, accidentally flinging the bottle of wine I was holding. I looked over at the smashed bottle with a blank face. "Damn it that was the last*burp* bottle, mo*burp*rty"
I walked over into the living room and sat down. "Rick, can you hel-" I glared at Jerry "SHUT UO YOU IMBECILE!" I yelled at him and slapped his hand away from my shoulder. Jerry looked like he was going to cry. "Fuck off moron" I grumbled and walked to the kitchen.

(Y/ns) p.O.V
I sighed, releasing millions of bubbles into the tank. It was dark, barely any lights.
Usually I would gently hum to myself. But today, I just feel empty...
My name is (Y/n) and I'm a failed experiment, courtesy of Rick Sanchez C-137.
That arsehole is just a alcoholic weirdo.
"M-morty! Can y-you g*burp* get over here!" I heard someone yell, 'not again.' I thought, rolling my eyes. Rick stumbled into the room, dragging his grandson, morty. "R-RICK WHAT THE HELL IS THAT THING IN THE TANK?!" Morty screeched, pointing at me. I glared at him, my eyes turned pure (F/c).
Morty whimpered and hid behind rick. "M-morty you're su*burps* such a wimp!" Rick exclaimed, spilling some wine on the floor.

Ricks P.O.V
I poked morty in the chest. He was scared of this thing? "Good afternoon (Y/n)!" I said, pulling a fake smile. She pulled a middle finger and laughed.
"Glad to see that you're doing fine." I mumbled, she held up her hands and signed 'no shit Sherlock'
Morty walked up to the tank, and waved nervously, (y/n) waved back and smiled? Wow, that's weird. "What is (y-y/n) anyway Rick?"
I hesitated for a few seconds, thinking. "(Y

) is a failed experiment.." I murmured, I looked at a cork board, covered in pictures of random successful experiments, "she wasn't *burps* exactly lucky"
Third person P.O.V
Morty looked at (Y/n), who stared right back, "G-geez rick... h-how is s-she still a-alive?" Morty squeaked.
"The water is mixed with anti dark matter, she is incapable of breathing oxygen." Rick said.

*time skip*
(Y/n) was quietly staring at a random photo frame, when rick padded into the room. Hey rick, what's up?' (Y/n) signed, there was no response. Rick? (Y/n) signed again, no response again.
Rick sat down and stared at (Y/n), who became highly uncomfortable.
"Y'know youre 'eugh' beautiful.." Rick mumbled, possibly not realising what He's saying. "You're so kind, and pretty,
*burp* you're simply gorgeous..." he mumbled again,
(Y/n) had turned a pale purple from all of the compliments.

(Y/n)'s P.O.V
I tapped on the glass, which alerted rick, he immediately blushed and looked away. "W-what was I saying?.. n*burp*nevermind" Rick said, obviously embarrassed.
'Rick? Are you ok?' I signed. he nodded, drinking from his flask. His face was bright red. "You're perfect..." he sighed.

Third P.O.V
Rick stepped towards the tank (Y/n) is being contained in, and out his hand on the glass. (Y/n) did the same, placing Her hand where ricks hand was. She put her head against the glass.

"You're this failures perfection..."