Novel & Cerita Rick And Morty's Dad

“Yes, we’ve been seeing each other for the last month practically. We love each other.” Momma digests this bit of information then scrunches her eyes and holds her finger and thumb to the bridge of her nose. “Levy. As in Levy, Dylan’s father? Your ex-boyfriend’s daddy?” “That’s the one, Momma. Is there a problem with that.” Momma releases her nose, good job otherwise I think she might forget to breathe. Taylor is watching the interaction and seriously I could kick her in the shin for being a huge blabber mouth.

Ryker tilted his head to one side then commented, “Your dad should really keep his hygiene up.” I looked back and saw my dad come to a halt. He dropped his briefcase on the porch, his eyes were locked on Ryker. “Ryker Cromwell from The Ethereal,” he growled. His whole body started shaking and his hair grew longer. Claws were coming out of his fingers and his face elongated. I realized that he was shifting as I waited in anticipation. Then right before my very eyes, my dad turned into a wolf. With my jaw still dropped on the floor, I turned to Ryker and watched his face grow tight. “Run,” he told me, right before my dad jumped off the porch and lunged at him.

I wished it was mom who had died instead. But here is my Dad,alive and worried about me. I'll stay.....I'll stay with my Dad... RICK'S POV I stared at Ariana hugging her Dad. This is strange,this isn't Ariana. The Ariana that I know would pull out a cigarette,sit down beside the old man and say, "Why get worried about me?,I'm 20 now,I can take care of myself" She never said I love you to anyone,the bright kid who was once my friend changed after her mom died.

When he glanced at the caller, it was Jeremy's call that came in. He stood up from the bed and walked a bit further from her to answer the call. "What is going on?" Jeremy asked immediately after his boss answered the call. "What the f*ck you mean?" Raphael asked lazily. "Your dad is going crazy in the office. The news that your girlfriend or maybe your fiance scammed you has been all over the internet and your dad looks like an ' Angry bird ' boss, no offense right?" "No." "Where are you? Let me come and pick you up. You need to be home in a minute or else…"

I placed an empty plate in front of me and moved my gaze to Rick, who had been quiet. ''Son?'' Dad called out to Rick, but did not get a response from him. ''Are you okay?'' He asked, but got an angry groan from Rick. ''Please let him be.'' Mom suggested, while dad sighed heavily and took a spoon of his food. We all ate in silence until I noticed Rick getting up after a few spoons of food. ''Are you leaving?'' I asked, also getting on my feet, but he did not give me a response. ''I'd like to join you…'' I tried speaking, but he cut me off. ''Never!, I'm not your driver.'' He spoke in a serious tone and was about to leave when dad's voice stopped him.

"And he is your real father." The children freeze. Addison looks at me uncertainly, and I nod at her. "I told you we were adopted," Aiden mutters. Rick smiled encouragingly at them. "And he helped us in the battle to save your mum," Mitch adds. "That's why he is in a wheelchair." "What should we call him?" Addison whispers to Mitch even though her voice is loud and Rick heard it. "Shouls we call him Dad too?" "You can call me Alpha Rick," He tells them. Aiden remove his glasses and walk closer to Rick, who rubs his hair gently. Addison goes closer too. "Does it hurt?" She asks, poking his knee gently.

That was the way with Italian families, they never let you have secrets. “You know that’s not how it works, kid,” Rick said. His face moved with humor as his scars shifted in the light of the morning sun. It gave him an other worldly look, one that most people ran away from. He was in his mid-forties but calling me kid was a stretch. He wasn’t quite old enough to be my dad. I acted instinctively as I lurched across the seat, wrapped my hand around his throat, and growled. “Don’t call me kid,” I said in a low voice. “I could have you killed.”