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I woke up with a start, my chest ached a bit and I looked down, realizing I hadn't taken my binder off before falling asleep, I should probably do that before Summer or someone bursts in. I pushed myself up tiredly. Pulling off my dark hoodie over my head, I look at my binder for a minute before also pulling it off over my head. I stuff the crumpled binder in my closet behind some clothes and quickly put on a random sports bra before getting ready for the day. Purple shirt, black zip-up, and black cargo pants, lastly high top Vans.
I look around lazily, my eyes landing on my phone. It's plugged in next to my wireless headphones. I grin, walking over and grabbing my phone, I unplug it and grab my headphones before walking out of the room and heading downstairs.
"Oh! There you are, sweetie. I was just about to call you kids and come get you! Breakfast is ready." Mom humms happily and strolls back to the kitchen and grabs plates, setting the table with our plates. I nod, mumbling a thanks. Jerry comes from downstairs, looking confident, but he's quickly shut down when Rick walks in from the garage. "F-Fuuu- FUuucks wrong with you- Jerry?" He grumbles, looking thoroughly annoyed. I ignore the tension, taking my seat next to Rick. "Morning Rick." I half-heartedly smile as we wait for everyone else to join the table. "Morning." He responded roughly.
I hear Mom call up the stairs, Summer comes down with a flare, typing aggressively. Morty tiredly walked down right after, and they both sat down. Mom came in and sat in her seat, too. I started eating. So did Rick, Morty, just tiredly picked at his food. Mom and Jerry ate quickly like me and Rick, Summer was still typing, mumbling about how 'crazy this sh*t is'.
After finishing my pancakes, I took my plate back to the kitchen and put it in the sink. I open my headphones and put one in, connecting my phone and putting some music on. I walk back out to the dining room, Rick is standing up, having finished his food, "Th- urrp Thanks for t-the pancakes sweetie, they were delicious." He heads back for the garage, I follow.
"You got any plans today, Rick?" I ask, looking up at him. He hums a sound of recognition as we walk into the garage. "E-eh not really kiddo, y-youuuughh need something?" I shrug shaking my head, "No. I got nothing else to do if you want to do something. Morty should be free, too." As I said that, a knock sounded on the door, and Morty opened the door slightly.
"R-Rick? (Y-y/n)?" Morty asks softly. "Yeah, buddy, come in. (Y/n) is already asking. You don't have to." Morty grins, walking in and closing the door. "S-so like b-boobworld?"
"Nah, I was thinking of a regular Rick adventure." I say with a shrug. Morty frowns but nods. "O-oh ok..."
Rick doesn't say anything, waiting for us to shut up.
"O-ok, so uhh my ship my choice terds. So b-urrp-asically get in the f*cking ship, and we'll do some sh*t." Rick says taking his flask out and taking a drink. I grin, as me and Morty scramble to take the passenger seat. I win.
Rick gets in the driver's seat, taking off quickly. Morty speak up from the back. "S-so where a-are we going Rick?" Rick shrugs. "Dunno, probably just drop us at some planet doing interesting sh*t." Morty frowns, "No p-purge planets. W-we aren't doing a pa-part two." I laugh at him, shaking my head.
"I wa-waaaas thinking about getting s-some more sh*t for my st-taash." Rick shrugs. "So hijack some alien cartel for their sh*t?" I ask tilting my head with a grin. "Y-yeah basically."
Morty groans from the back. He leans forward. "R-riiick I don't have the gun you gave m-me."
"That's n-not m-myy f*cking fault M-morty-" Rick grumbled sending him a look. I lean forward and open the glove box, grabbing my gun and my spare. "That's why I keep my sh*t in the glove box. You're lucky, I keep an extra." I toss in back to him, and he fumbles with it a bit. Rick shakes his head and rolls his eyes as we approach a planet I don't recognize.
"Where's this, Rick?" I ask with a side eye. "I-its a real sh-sh*thole. Dr-drug central in this system. D-dont stray fa-far loads of t-trafficking and s-sex work here kids." We both nod.
