Trick or Treat!"
Morty places a big chocolate bar and some pumpkin shaped cookies in Babyâs bag. âHappy Halloween Baby!!!â
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The male nodded as he went and munched upon the pancakes joyfully as the child was quite messy
He drowsily watched the other Morty, a light smile on his lips as he also plucked a forkful of pancakes and popped them into his mouth. Heâd been thinking about how his college classes would more than likely start up soon and heâd hate to have Baby home alone.
âHey little bro! For no reason whatsoeverâŚâ He was bad at asking things in an inconspicuous manner. âIf you could pick,what sort of pet is your favorite type of pet?â He smiled, eyes wide as he awaited Babyâs response.
âUmâŚ.Iâve never had a petâ he responded in thoughtfully as he looked âLabrador doggies are nice though! L-like I saw them in a advert for toliet rollâ he explained. Baby had very limited items
Fourâs eyes lit up, he felt almost more excited than Baby would be. He quickly had to calm himself down though, he didnât want Baby to suspect something. âLabradors are some of the nicest dogs out there!â He chimed thoughtfully. âWhen I was young, I was best friends with a labrador dog person!â He commented thoughtfully, tail swaying lightly.Â
Thatâs totally what heâd get, a lab pup! It probably sounded weird for a dog person to OWN a dog but it was quite common in his dimension. In fact many could even communicate with dogs or other animals, but Four hadnât picked up on the skill yet. Some would get the skill later in life while others wouldnât get it at all.Â
He smiled and shoved another forkful of food into his mouth before speaking again. âSo what do you want to do today?â He tried to change the subject.
âI dunnoâ he spoke shrugging lightly âeat all my halloween candy!â He grinned with a giggle
Four returned the giggle with his younger sibling and smiled wide. âNow that sounds like a plan to me!â His ears pricked forward in excitement. âThough lets make sure not to eat /too/ muchâ Man he sounded like his mom! On a normal day Morty wouldnât give a rats ass about how much he ate but since becoming an older brother and in a sense, a new guardian of this younger Morty, he adopted the mental role of his mother. He was always sort of motherly with other people, especially those he cared for, but Baby didnât have anyone! And he looked up to Four, for guidance and support. It was a strange feeling but Morty didnât mind it all that much!
He playfully pinched the other Mortyâs cheek and chuckled. âLetâs go eat that candy!â
















