An "Unexplainable" Force (Rick Sanchez X Reader)

Chapter One

"If you're going to try and stop me from drinking and doing weed, dad, at least attempt to do it right." I roll my eyes. "Besides, you don't control me anymore. I'm a responsible-ish adult, and I'm only living with you until I can afford my own place."

"I just worry about you." Dad's voice says through the phone. "It may not seem like it, but I do. I truly worry that you'll become dependent on the substances you're putting into your body."

"I'm fine. I'm just about to arrive at the house of the person I'm buying the spare parts off of so I'll see you when I get back."

I hang up the phone, put it in my pocket and walk towards the garage of the house as instructed by the seller. I knock on the wall as the garage is open to get the attention of the man inside.

He looks up at me. "Come in." He burps. "I guess you're the girl who's come to buy the scrap parts I don't need."

"Indeed I am." I say.

Walking towards me, I can see the man's figure clearer and more defined. His slightly spiked blue hair sits on his head and it bounces ever-so-slightly when he takes each step. When the lights hit his face I can see his ocean blue eyes scanning me in a deductive manner with a glimmer in them. His pale skin doesn't seem to have many marks sitting on it. He's wearing a loose blue tank top that's tucked into a pair of black leather pants secured on with a studded belt with a skull buckle. His wrists are decorated with a black studded bracelet each. The outfit is topped off with a pair of black one-inch platform boots.

Once he's a foot in front of me a smile forms on his face. "Let me introduce myself. My name is Rick Sanchez." He speaks.

"I'm Y/n L/n. It's a pleasure to meet you Mr Sanchez." I shake his hand.

"Trust me, the pleasure's all mine. Please, call me Rick." I nod. "I've seen the article on you about how you managed to solve your old high-school's energy problem with a new invention. You're very smart, if it was up to me I would have you work with me." Rick pauses. "What are the parts for?"

"Thank you. The parts are for a project I'm working on..." I lean in close to him and place my lips a centimetre in front of his ear. "Inter dimensional travel." I return to my original position. "I know it sounds dangerous but I may have hacked my way into knowing things only the government knows." I place a finger against my lips and do the same to Rick. "Shh. It'll be our little secret."

"Would it be rude to ask if I could help?"

"I'll think about it. Here's my phone number, text me and we can come to an arrangement... maybe." I hand Rick a small piece of paper that I just wrote my phone number on.

"Will do." Rick grabs a cardboard box off of his desk. "Here are the parts you wanted." I take the box out of his hands and pass him the arranged $40. "Pleasure doing business with you."

"You too. I'll see you around." I say and walk out of the garage with the missing parts for my invention.

Daydreaming, I make my way back home...