#deifies

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(   TEXT → BETH   )    sweetie ur hurtin urself by letting jerry come back. not my fault (   TEXT → BETH   )    you kno u had a choice to go and get the fuck away like do what u want and u still chose to stay with the kids, and bring jerry back. i kept tellin u, ur not a fucking clone and yet u let jerry ???? trick u. he’s an asshole. (   TEXT → BETH   )    shit dropped my phone(   TEXT → BETH   )    and you think i had pleasure in leaving you? im sorry but what part of “i had no choice” and “you and your mother were gonna get killed” do you not understand elizabeth? you constantly like to go on like i was purposely leaving you because you were a LITTLE DEMON WHO PUSHED A BOY INTO SOME HONEY AND THEN LET HIM HAVE A WHOLE SCTICK WITH INCEST AND BESTIALITY AND CANNIBALISM BUT NOOOOO apparently me LEAVING was the worst thing ive ever done never mind the fact that i did everything to make u happy and keep u safe but no im a fuckin g monster for leaving(   TEXT → BETH   )   conversation is done im busy with the kids go drink and fuckign watch abc or some shit

all drafted . he can’t bring himself to press send for any of them . nah , not when he knows he’s lost that patriarch position and that’s no longer the most important man in her life .  

(   TEXT → JERRY   )    beth’s blaming me for something you did so go get her some ice cream, im with summer and morty and we’re kind of busy 

fingers tap the send button , and then his fingers hovers over beth’s text . he taps out a very simple and calm response .

He didn’t think anyone was home, he’d let himself in through the side door. It wasn’t like it was hard, and it most definitely was not the first time he’d broken into the Smith household while it was presumably unoccupied. Toxic Rick had been doing these supply runs routinely for as long as he’d been released from Rick, which technically made it his shit too. He’d thought of inventions and built them just as much as the regular Rick had- so it wasn’t theft. Not that he was above theft, because he’d do that if he couldn’t justify it.

So when he heard footsteps coming from the kitchen through the door leading back inside from the garage, he was understandably confused. Not confused enough to stop rummaging through miscellaneous boxes around the lab, however.