The Struggle of the Smuggle

Sentence starters that are Suggestive. Change pronouns as you see fit.

Rick S-1N5ED

"You still have a Jerry? Crazy how many of you keep that guy around; we released ours back to the wild before Morti could talk."

She took out her portal gun.

"Must be nice. I'm on my third Jerry at this point. They're like hydras but more annoying. Get rid of one and another takes its place." To be fair, one of the Jerrys was a mix up but that was beside the point.

Ricky shot a portal and lead the way through it, stepping to the side so he could come in past her. She looked around for a moment, taking in the smells. Seemed decent enough, but she'd have to wait til she tasted the food to know for sure.

//drew a full body thing for Fujo in his 30s!! I love him a lot a lot

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"So... How would you feel if I stayed here tonight? Nothing funny; we stay in separate rooms. But that way, I can see that you go to bed." She was pushing her luck and she knew it, but there was just too much temptation to call his bluff.

E was right about to give her his mind, but she moved on and so did he, because he liked what he had heard. "We should go to this Arcade K once took me to. They had old games, new games, it was a lot of....fun." He stopped petting Blake and he could move around freely, instantly jumping on Ricky's shoulder. "But I can't go to the Arcade," he said clearly disappointed. "You can't," Rick confirmed.

Ricky brightened again when E suggested the arcade and even a little more when Blake comes back over to her.

"I would love to go, arcades are always a good time." She gave a quizzical look however, reaching up to pet Blake some more. "Why can't Blake come? I bet we could make him seem like some kind of service animal?"

"It's out of question. I would gladly go with you, but Blake has to stay."

And Blake knew. He would come along hidden as always, unable to join the fun.

Blake flies into Rick's face leaving a funny sight for Ricky. Quite understandable though, since E didn't seem to care about Blake right now.

"Riiiiiicckkkk."

She stands up herself, starting to pick up the plates from the takeout. "Alright, now is good. Let's clear this up really quick so you don't get ants." She didn't wait, taking the dishes to the kitchen sink.

"Really?! That would be nice."

E set Blake down to help Ricky. "If I get ants it's because of the stain on the carpet," he teased. "You can leave the pillow here, I promise ou can get it after."

He was hurrying and just put it in the sink.

"Alright, done. I'll get something real quick and then we can go. If you want to say goodbye to Blake, you should now."

She grabbed a vial from her purse, dumping an enzyme on the stain. It was developed for blood but it would absorb any organic material and disappear without leaving residue. She would explain this if E complained, but if he was heading into another room, he might not have even noticed her.

[Continuing from HERE] [@evil-rick-e-626]

"So... How would you feel if I stayed here tonight? Nothing funny; we stay in separate rooms. But that way, I can see that you go to bed." She was pushing her luck and she knew it, but there was just too much temptation to call his bluff.

E was right about to give her his mind, but she moved on and so did he, because he liked what he had heard. "We should go to this Arcade K once took me to. They had old games, new games, it was a lot of....fun." He stopped petting Blake and he could move around freely, instantly jumping on Ricky's shoulder. "But I can't go to the Arcade," he said clearly disappointed. "You can't," Rick confirmed.

Ricky brightened again when E suggested the arcade and even a little more when Blake comes back over to her.

"I would love to go, arcades are always a good time." She gave a quizzical look however, reaching up to pet Blake some more. "Why can't Blake come? I bet we could make him seem like some kind of service animal?"

"It's out of question. I would gladly go with you, but Blake has to stay."

And Blake knew. He would come along hidden as always, unable to join the fun.

Blake flies into Rick's face leaving a funny sight for Ricky. Quite understandable though, since E didn't seem to care about Blake right now.

"Riiiiiicckkkk."

She stands up herself, starting to pick up the plates from the takeout. "Alright, now is good. Let's clear this up really quick so you don't get ants." She didn't wait, taking the dishes to the kitchen sink.

[Continuing from HERE] [@evil-rick-e-626]

"So... How would you feel if I stayed here tonight? Nothing funny; we stay in separate rooms. But that way, I can see that you go to bed." She was pushing her luck and she knew it, but there was just too much temptation to call his bluff.

E was right about to give her his mind, but she moved on and so did he, because he liked what he had heard. "We should go to this Arcade K once took me to. They had old games, new games, it was a lot of....fun." He stopped petting Blake and he could move around freely, instantly jumping on Ricky's shoulder. "But I can't go to the Arcade," he said clearly disappointed. "You can't," Rick confirmed.

Ricky brightened again when E suggested the arcade and even a little more when Blake comes back over to her.

"I would love to go, arcades are always a good time." She gave a quizzical look however, reaching up to pet Blake some more. "Why can't Blake come? I bet we could make him seem like some kind of service animal?"

"It's out of question. I would gladly go with you, but Blake has to stay."

And Blake knew. He would come along hidden as always, unable to join the fun.

[Continuing from HERE] [@evil-rick-e-626]

"So... How would you feel if I stayed here tonight? Nothing funny; we stay in separate rooms. But that way, I can see that you go to bed." She was pushing her luck and she knew it, but there was just too much temptation to call his bluff.

E was right about to give her his mind, but she moved on and so did he, because he liked what he had heard. "We should go to this Arcade K once took me to. They had old games, new games, it was a lot of....fun." He stopped petting Blake and he could move around freely, instantly jumping on Ricky's shoulder. "But I can't go to the Arcade," he said clearly disappointed. "You can't," Rick confirmed.

Ricky brightened again when E suggested the arcade and even a little more when Blake comes back over to her.

"I would love to go, arcades are always a good time." She gave a quizzical look however, reaching up to pet Blake some more. "Why can't Blake come? I bet we could make him seem like some kind of service animal?"

I made this drawing for Fujo Rick, hope you like this! 💕💕