O-Oh geez...

“Crushes are for idiots with feelings, like David or Gwen. They’re stupid and I’ll never have one.”

                                                   I’M                                                 BRAIN                                                  DEAD

@automation-rick

He didn’t want to delve too deep into this Morty’s past, it wasn’t his to know and/or scrounge around in. But he kinda needed to know right now, just while their on topic.

The boy’s head tilted quickly towards the ground, hands covering his face as he mentally kicked himself. “That stupid chip…” He mumbled into his own hands before dropping them away and looking up at Robot Rick with shame. “I guess i-it’s called a ‘manipulator chip’ for a uh,,, reason, huh…?” Was Morty ever with his real Grandpa then? How could he not remember a ‘first’ Morty before him? What else he been remembering wrong or forgetting then???

“Have you ever played Pokemon? In that game, your able to trade your partner out if you need to.” He tried to comfort, “I guess it’s a choice? Maybe. I don’t know the laws.”

As soon as Morty realized this fact, the boy fell into a fit of giggles, trying to cover the laughs with his hands but unable to contain most of them. “O-oh god. You’re so b-bad at comforting people. Jeez!” It took a few more seconds before Morty began to calm, giving a wide smile to the taller. “Thank you. You’re uh,,, y-you’re really nice.” The guy was trying. Morty gave him credit for that.

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@automation-rick

He didn’t want to delve too deep into this Morty’s past, it wasn’t his to know and/or scrounge around in. But he kinda needed to know right now, just while their on topic.

The boy’s head tilted quickly towards the ground, hands covering his face as he mentally kicked himself. “That stupid chip…” He mumbled into his own hands before dropping them away and looking up at Robot Rick with shame. “I guess i-it’s called a ‘manipulator chip’ for a uh,,, reason, huh…?” Was Morty ever with his real Grandpa then? How could he not remember a 'first’ Morty before him? What else he been remembering wrong or forgetting then???

@automation-rick

@automation-rick

He looked at the Morty clearly, his small smile making his core hum gently, “And I’m sure anything you say will be worth the time it takes to listen.”

Looking back up at the other, Morty’s eyes lit up, now extremely interested to be talking with him. “Y-you said you’re Morty wants to talk to the Council? Is everything okay?” For Rick to be avoiding his Morty because of it, something had to be going on.

He looks around but he lingers elsewhere for too long, eventually making his way back to this Morty, “I’m a Rick of all sciences, and while I don’t like the Council, the Rick’s around the Citadel are mostly fine. Some Medic Rick’s call me in because of my hands and composure on heavy work days.”

“It’s also uh,, also really nice you help out so much. Maybe you could teach me some medical stuff sometime.” He laughed a little, half joking and half serious. It’s always nice to know basic medical training, but he wouldn’t force Robot Rick into teaching him. The guy seemed busy as it was.

He looked at the Morty with his eyes lit up with an admiring fire, “I’d be happy to teach you anything you want; your young, you should have a shot to do what you want with your life. And there’s never any cons to learning basic medicine.”

He was always interested in science, but his own Rick had made Morty feel honestly rather stupid when it came to this topic. Rick just always knew more and sometimes he would confuse Morty with complicated theories and put the boy down by calling him an idiot. It’s fair to say Morty has a good amount of self-doubt when it comes to his intelligence now.Though, this Rick was willing to teach him. He seemed to want Morty to learn, and that excited the boy. Medical science always seemed interesting, and in his excitement, Morty began to tear up, wiping at his eyes quickly in embarrassment. “Oh man oh geez… Th-thank you, Rick. That means a lot…”

He’d gotten the feeling of taking care of Morty’s that were neglected or abused, or just the one’s that had simple insecurities because of their Rick’s. Who’s the one that should be taking psychology? He’d feel happiness when the Morty accepted his offer, he just hoped the boy wouldn’t get in trouble because of him.

If he went back now, and even if his school did somehow let him back in after his disappearance and his family welcomed his return, Morty would forever fear his Rick finding him. He refused to go back to that life. He would rather continue hiding in the streets than to return to where Rick could easily find him.

Morty’s weren’t usually all that bad when it came to the multiverse, usually a thousand Evil Rick’s pop up and maybe half a dozen Evil Morty’s appear from those Rick’s shadows to become an actual problem. But this Morty didn’t look anything like those Morty’s, he looked happy (?) compared to the other Morty’s flat expressions.

“I-uh,, M-my Rick..?” He glanced around aimlessly, searching for something before looking back to Robot Rick and giving a weak, anxious smile. “He- No. I didn’t leave. I-I mean, I did, but not like uh,, like on purpose… I couldn’t leave, you know..? He h-had chipped me so I had to stay with him. He eventually didn’t need me anymore and-and ‘released’ me. He just didn’t want me.”

He felt his digits flex into a fist, his servo resting on his knee as he bent down to look at the Morty on his level.

Seeing the man on his level calmed Morty a little. It was much better than having someone looming over him, especially when he was on the verge of wanting to run. Talking about being a Pocket Morty always put Morty on edge, afraid another Rick would try catching him once he knew he didn’t have his own Grandpa.

He looked around and gave the Morty a small smile after a second, “There actually was a time the games screwed us over. There was this one time my Morty and I were powering down from a long days work and when I awoke, he was gone. He’d been kidnapped for the games when I brought him back. I had to appeal to the Council to get us blacklisted from the gamers portal guns so they couldn’t come and hurt us. I actually have sensors in my workshop that stop them physically if they try to infiltrate my home. Shows them right…”

The boy shrugged before smiling back at Rick. Soon, his expression turned to one of shock hearing the other’s story about his Morty being kidnapped. “O-oh wow. That’s really horrible… But uh,,, I’m glad you were able to find him a-and keep him safe.” He paused a moment, looking thoughtful before carefully continuing, “I-I use to be the caretaker of my team… A few Mortys my Rick uh,,, Rick caught had stories similar to that… Their Ricks never came t-to-to get them, though…” Saddened by that thought, the boy just shrugged, sure that a few of them were probably still fighting alongside his Grandpa even now.

Evil Morty ♥

I just really love when fictional characters have photoshoots as if they were real….then I had …an idea™

Newest addition to my muses. Cat guard Morty! Based on the cat guard Rick in the comics. Ill add him to the About page!

So, this is it! I’ve decided to post them right now, becuase I have no power to finish whole season.. you probably know why ! Dammit, season finale.. you ruined me.