Rick And Morty's Dad Novels & Stories

Not because he hated her but because she died early so he couldn't get any motherly love. “That's enough, dad,” he yelled back in frustration. “I was having sex with her because I don't love Helen anymore,” he said and I arched my eyebrows. I couldn't believe that it was my son who was saying all these. I could remember when Helen used to mean the whole world to him. But suddenly she meant nothing to him again, only because of a mere slut. Only the goddess knew what the girl could be going through. “How could you?”

Again, he had turned out to be a pain on my side. "Honey, Tristan is home!" she loudly announced and I watched as their heads reeled in my direction, instantly Dad jumped off his feet and matched over to me, grabbed me by my arm, and yanked me towards him forcefully. His green eyes stared deeply into mine, his eyes were bloodshot and when he spoke, a stronger smell of acidic and sour like vinegar hit me from his breath, was that heroin? I shook my head, Dad couldn't be taking drugs. Instantly, my stepmom went by his side and pulled him away from me. "Honey, we talked about this, you are going to give him a chance to explain" she walked over to a couch and sat him down.

“Naku, Dad, akala ko napag-usapan na natin ito. Hindi ko kailangan ng isang yaya. Ako ay ganap na may kakayahang pangalagaan ang aking sarili. Ikaw at si Ate Melda ay higit pa sa sapat para sa akin." Wow, wow. Okay, tiyak na hindi ito ang mga salita na inaasahan ni Ellie mula sa bibig ng isang limang taong gulang na bata. Maaaring isang bata na mareklamo, isang emosyonal na eksena, o isang bagay na hindi gaanong mature. Si Austin, sa katunayan, ay masyadong maalam para sa kanyang edad.

They thought that watching their dad have gay sex was the most exciting thing they had ever seen. I had to leave this party. That doctor's appointment had been rescheduled. I told the boys I had an idea for when I got back. "Does it involve you both fucking my ass?" Rick asked. I just smiled. On my way to the doctor, I called Frank and Paul. When I got back, both boys were in their room, still naked but, now hard and playing with each other. "We couldn't wait, dad but, we haven't cum." I smiled, "Follow me."

"Your dad?" "Yes. My dad." Mr. Cole Ardent, one of the most cunning businessmen in the city, and also Drent's father. He was the kind of man you heard about in scary stories, the kind that could destroy lives just to build his empire. If I hadn't been backed into a corner, I would never have wanted to associate with any of his family members, especially Drent. I swallowed hard, letting it sink in, when the doctor's text came in. Damn. I breathed the word under my breath. The three thousand dollar pill the doctor had requested for my mom's treatment, I hadn't gotten it, and now the doctor was calling.

"I'll be home early, Dad. Don't worry!" Gwen grabbed Mort's hand and quickly led him out the door. As he started his car, Mort turned to Gwen and expressed his annoyance at her father's words. "What the hell's up with your father? He must be used to fuzzy faced boys taking you out. You just don't speak that way to a man, and certainly not to me!"

Rick knelt in front of her and took hold of her face. "Tori? It's me, Dad. Do you hear me?" He gently ran his thumbs along her cheeks, trying to get her to focus on him and not the pain. “Bumblebee, can you hear me?” Rick whispered as his voice cracked slightly waiting for her to answer. I saw her blink and then tears fell from her eyes. A slight frown came across her features before she sobbed out a heartbreaking cry. “Mystic!” She screamed and fell to the floor sobbing heavily. I grabbed her tighter to my side and leaned my forehead against hers.

I grabbed Seymour's arm before he could attack him and sent him a pleading stare. "You had something to do with this, didn't you? That ex-husband of yours threatened to kill us if we approached you again! I'm sure you two are the ones behind this! You killed Mortel. You killed your brother!" Dad cried while throwing anything he could at us and the security blocked him. "He was a good boy. He had a big dream! He didn't do anything wrong! His only mistake is that I was his father... and you were his sister!" He continued to cry and my heart clenched at his words.

Made coffee. Rick came downstairs at 8am. Rubbed his eyes. Poured himself a cup. "You look tired," he said. "Did not sleep well." "Same." He sat across from me. Drank his coffee. Scrolled on his phone. "Laura is coming over later," he said. "What time." "After school. We are watching a movie." I nodded. He looked at me. "You okay, Dad." "Fine." "You seem weird." "I am always weird."

He coughed and lifted his head and looked around the room. “What the flipping fuck?” he groaned, spitting out some of the water. “Are you Hank?” Dad’s loud and commanding voice caught his attention. “Some say that” Hank replied “Are you, or are you not Hank?” Dad asked again, hiding his irritation. “Yeah, sure I’m Hank” “You know of our kind?” Hank huffed and spat on the floor and glowered at my dad. “I’d say that’s a yes” Spartan said quietly. “Yeah, I know about you filthy mutts” he growled. Spartan stepped forward and growled, my father lifted his arm to stop him.