fun in space | rick sanchez

05. raising gazorpazorp

"And her too?" He asked and Rick huffed again.

"60 smidgens and a fart, final offer." Rick snapped back, grabbing Cas to push her slightly behind him.

The moment of intense silence as Rick and the alien glared at each other down was broken by Morty. "Hey, uh, Rick, um, you think maybe I could get something from this place, like a souvenir, like, just to have, like, something cool, you know?" Morty asked and Cas smirked slightly at that, knowing exactly what he meant by that.

"Not here, Morty, We'll stop somewhere else, because, you know, there's always another pawn shop," Rick grumbled and rolled his eyes. The alien rolled his eyes in response as well.

"Oh, okay, I just, um, you know, I thought that robot over there looked pretty cool, you know?" Morty said slightly awkwardly. Rick glanced over at it and rose half his brow. "Oh, it looks cool, huh? That's why you want it?" Rick asked, feigning belief at his grandson's obviously poor attempts to get the robot.

"Yeah! You know, I mean, it's different from the stuff on earth, and, you know, you take me to all these crazy places across the galaxy. And, you know, I don't really have anything to, to remember all those trips by," Morty began to ramble. Rick fought the urge to roll his eyes and reached for the door but Morty continued. "It'd be kind of cool, like a souvenir. You know, like, what if you passed away or died or something? I wouldn't even have anything to remember all the cool stuff we did, you know?" Morty finished and Cas frowned at the part, ignoring Rick's rather annoyed face.

"Okay, 60 for *burp* the resonator *burp*, and my grandson wants the sex robot." Rick gave in, tossing bright purple bills on the counter.

Morty dragged the robot out as Rick and Cas watched him push her in the back of the ship. "You didn't want any thing?" Rick asked, taking a sip out of his flask as he leaned against the ship. Morty let a quiet "oof" out after almost dropping the robot, luckily with a flick of Cas' wrist, she was in the car perfectly.

"Oh, of course I did," Cas shrugged and reached in her pockets to show the things she grabbed earlier. "I just didn't pay for them. The shop owner tried to buy me like I was an object. So, I stole from him," she smirked, grabbing the flask from his hands and entering the passenger side of the car.

Rick gave a rather impressed look as he watched her walk away.

It was earlier that morning that Cas regret ever helping Morty get the robot in the ship. Breakfast was eaten while everyone tried to ignore the sounds of Morty's bed squeaking rapidly and the light above the table shaking. Cas grimaced in disgust a few times at the sounds as she tried to focus on the colors of her cereal. The rest of the table was just as tense as her, disgusted by the noises but none of them wanting to address it. Until Summer finally did.

"So... are we just going to ignore it and pretend this isn't happening?" Summer spoke up, breaking the silence. "I'm not saying that's a bad idea, just asking."

"Rick, why would you let Morty bring that thing into the house?!" Jerry said, sighing with annoyance as Rick simply ate his food like nothing was happening.

Rick took a bite of the hash browns on his plate before replying. "I don't know. What do you want from me? He thou, h-he thought it looked cool. You know what I mean?" Rick said with a mouthful, "Cas was the one to help him put it in my ship anyways. Called it cute and all."