#emergency-rick

ULTRA MANGO

“You quit it too, little man. Don’t be spreading that false name around.” 

bless this child

If there was one thing Mordecai hated in this world, it was having to ask any Rick for help. Especially if he needed it- and in this case, he did. The president was many things and well... Graceful was never one of those things. Sometimes things he either said or did came out a little less than charming. He wasn’t clumsy, not by a long shot, but bad luck seemed to gravitate towards him like moth to a flame. It wasn’t too uncommon for a Rick or a Morty to pick a fight with him regardless of who he was even if it meant death for them. Those who disagreed with what he stood for. Usually, he could get out of those situations without more than a scratch but this time was different. 

His expensive suit was ripped and tattered and he looked no better, blood stained his skin and clothes alike. Some of it his own and some not. Cuts and bruises marked his body from head to toe and he was now sporting quite the black eye. Needless to say, Mordecai was not happy. His body guards abandoned him, and he paid the price. When this was all over, someone else would pay. 

B-BliPS AND CH-CHIIIII-URRP–IIIITZ