Rick And Morty Fanfiction Novels & Stories

The craziness of death laughing, the fact that is laughter was warming, was insane. “Stasia, you are the first of hundreds of offspring of my siblings that have ever called me that. Your grandfather and my 9th Grimm are the only ones that ever call me Morty. Man, I haven’t laughed that hard in a very long time. I forgot how good it felt. Thank you.” Mortifer stated as he tried to catch his breath.

Maya pouted, “I also don’t want to marry a glutton. There won’t be food left in the house. I can’t even stock them, or it will be gone immediately.” Rick chuckled before he shrugged his shoulders. He was looking at her with a smirk as he said, “That’s fine. I can be your brother then. That way, even if I am glutton, I will leave some for my sister.” After he said that, he reached out to rub her head. Maya’s crying already stopped earlier, but it returned once more because of what he said. She nodded vigorously, “Yes, you need to always leave some for me, your sister.” When she said that, Maya really felt happy. Rick knew her dirty secrets with Alexander, and he never judged her for it.

I trailed off, holding my head, which seemed to be heavy due to the yelling. "Stop yelling, baby. Rick is just doing his job." Max chuckled. I groaned. "Don't fucking tell me you told him to do all this shit." I mumbled, glaring at Rick, who winked at me, through the rearview. "I didn't." He replied. "Do you want some Doritos, Rick?" "If only you'll add some love into it. I'm not that fucking stupid when it..." "Do you want some Doritos and a little love?" I cut him off, dropping another bag of Doritos on his lap.