#notyourtool

He’s heard the rumors. The stories among Mortys that held so many different emotions that he’s heard from each doppelganger that had told him. There was a vague description of /that/ Morty in particular. Older with an eyepatch. It was told that it was a Morty that Ricks should fear, but there were some Mortys that felt that way too, only because they didn’t know. C327 didn’t know, but fear wasn’t what he felt when he saw the said boy in passing between stores.

The teen had two bags full of Morty merchandise, humming to himself as he decides to take a short cut to the next store by taking a turn through an alleyway, just so he wouldn’t run into any Ricks, but as he was walking, a green portal appears right before him. Fear hits him first, just because he thinks a Rick was coming out, and he quickly moves to hide behind the nearest dumpster. The fear ends up fizzling out and turns into shock as he sees a Morty hop out instead. Gasping, he drops his bags and is stuck in place as he looks him up and down.

Eyepatch.

The legendary Morty.

He steps out from his hiding spot, immediately speaking out without thinking about it “Hey! I-I know you! You’re th- the Morty that everyone talks about!” A grin is on his face and his eyes are wide, happy to finally be able to even be in the presence of him. This Morty had a reputation indeed and C327 wanted to know all the details.