The sky turned a deep shade of blue after the sun fell. After a long day of school and work, the Smith's family were all enjoying their rather late dinner in the kitchen, except for Morty. Morty was in his room with walls plastered with posters of women and other stuff. He sits on his twin bed, pondering about certain thoughts.

'Ugh, why do I even bother with Jessica? She's obviously way out of my league and and she probably doesn't even know I exist!' Morty thought in his mind. He rested his elbows on his knees while his hands holding his head, continuing to ponder more. 'But I feel like Jessica's the o-'.

His train of thought were interrupted by sound of his grandpa Rick barge in his room with a quick push of his door.

Rick started off his sentence with an irritated tone "Morty, you got any-, oh did I come in a-urrrp- wrong time?" Morty turned his head toward his grandfather to meet his eyes. He opened his mouth to ask for relationship advice, but decided to turn it down. 'Rick wouldn't understand...' He thought silently.

"Alright, wh-urrp-at is it Morty?"Rick spoke with a belch. Rick usually never cared about anything, but Morty was a slight exception. Slight.

Morty just sat there in silence, ignoring Rick's question. Rick getting slightly annoyed at being ignored, he rolled his eyes and grabbed Morty by his wrist, startling Morty. He pulled Morty along heading to the garage. "Hey R-rick, what do y-you, what are yo-" Morty was cut off by a playful grin meeting his eyes when Rick spoke with enthusiasm "We are goin' on an adventure, bieetch!"

"Oh g-geez Rick, I-I-I don't think I can, ya' know I got school tomorrow!" Morty tried his best to come up with any excuses.

"Pshh, who g-urrp-ives a crap about school anyways, Morty. School i-i-is just a huge waste of time." Sighing, Morty replied. "Fine, but we have to be home soon, o-or Mom and Dad will ground me." They finally arrived at the garage where Rick pulled his portal gun, along with his flask, out of his lab coat pocket and downed the flask in one gulp. "Shit," He muttered to himself, "Well lets hope the-urrp-re's booze at the place we're going." Rick studied his portal gun with concentrated eyes. "Not a lot of charge left, Morty. Let's also hope they have the same shit so I can recha-urrp-rge it". Rick turned and walked toward the clutter of gadgets and tools, and began to shuffle in it until he pulled out another ray gun. He pointed the ray at the floor and shot twice. Two clones of Rick and Morty appeared. "Don't fuck things up." Rick said sternly to the clones. The clones only nodded and walked out of the garage. "Good thinkin' Rick," Morty said with a smile. Rick then pointed the portal gun at the wall and a green gelatine-like portal appeared. Rick and Morty both stepped in with ease, as doing so many times in their past adventures.