SCREEEECH!!
Rick quickly opened his eyes and narrowly avoided hitting the car beside him. He sighed, and slumped back in his seat. That dickweed should've been farther away from him anyway. Just like the four bikers, three pedestrians, and two cats he hit. And that partridge in a pear tree. His eyes glanced at the street sign he passed.
'Aperture St.' Good. He was only a block away now. He quickly started thinking about if it was appropriate to visit his brother at... 4:57 AM.
'Naaahh, he'll llllllove to see meeee!' Rick thought to himself, even slurring his words in his mind. His eyes spotted Wheatley's house, and he carefully pulled into their driveway, only hitting the garbage can and their mailbox. He slightly winced. They'd get new ones.
'Welp,' he opened his car door, 'time to go inside.' He paused. He knew that he wouldn't be here if Kat was here. He was now suddenly sad. He couldn't wait for that sandwich... He then audibly gasped.
"What... What ifffff..." Rick slurred, walking over to the Johnson's window. "Wheatssss... Has... Kat's sandwiccchhh!!" He whispered to himself. Yes! It made perfect sense! They were probably about to eat it RIGHT NOW! Oh, no they aren't! That was HIS! Rick crashed through their window.
"WHERREE'SSS MY SAAAANDWIICCCHH!!!"
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A Day in the Shoes of Drunken Uncle Rick
FanfictionIn the family alternate universe of Grapes in Time, Rick gets drunk. As usual. But, you're here to experience how his actions aren't actually as questionable as you thought...
