Rick and Morty and Y/n! (Rick and Morty x Reader)

Chapter 7

A/n: It's time to get, s e r i o u s. In this story. Time to start the real a d v e n t u r e, you hear me, cuz? The real adventure 🅱 o i.
Okay, i'll stop. But go ahead, put on your Rick and Morty seatbelts, grab your popcorn bags, take a shit or piss before reading, shit going down like hell. By the way, none of this art is mine. 👍 And thank my friend for giving you all some background music for these chapters (not the earlier ones, the ones coming up) but, yeah. I haven't heard the music yet, but they thought the music would help. (Ps, probably w o n ' t 👀👀👀👀)
But, enjoy.
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Y/n felt a hand run through her hair, she stirred in her sleep at the sudden warmth.

"Y/n, wake up," Y/n heard Morty's voice. She grunted in response. Morty chuckled.

"Okay.....I'm....up." Y/n drowsily mumbled.

"See, this is why we always go to bed early, Y/n," Morty said as he looked down at the half-way sleeping girl.

Y/n only whined.

"Come on, we need to get some food in that belly of yours," Morty said as he then slid his arms under her and picked her up.

Y/n opened her eyes as her arms automatically latched around Morty's neck.

"Oh, so now you're up?" He nonchalantly questioned. Y/n just glared at him.

"Nah, I'm still sleep," she said sarcastically. Morty poked her rib cage as he walked down the hall. Y/n couldn't help but wheeze and laugh.

"Stop!" She barked. Morty just chuckled.

Y/n grunted all of her drowsiness seemee to vanish in a short amount of time.

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Y/n ate the waffles that were on her plate, they tasted wonderful.

"Yo, who the fuck cooking? This taste good as hell," Y/n muffled. Gaston laughed on the other side of the room as he looked down at a list.

Morty rested his face on the heel of his hand as he stared at Y/n.

Y/n finished her plate as she then pushed away from her softly.
Luckly she didn't make such a mess like she did with the ice-cream.

"Alright, I'm done," she said. Morty blinked as he wasn't daydreaming anymore.

"Good, well, I'll be busy today. You can walk around the Citadel if you'll like, doubt you'll find anything to do but, eh." He mumbled. Y/n furrowed her eyebrows.

"What exactly are you working towards?" She questioned with bo hesitation.

"You'll figure out soon," Morty answered. Y/n sighed in defeat.

"Fine." She mumbled. She then tapped her finger on the table.

"So, when are you leaving?" She questioned.

"In an hour," he blankly said. As if he didn't even wanna go. Y/n nodded as she tapped her knee.

"Well, I guess I might explore the Citadel," she said and stood up. Morty nodded his head.

"Okay, darling. Be safe," he said. Y/n nodded.

"Gaston! Let's go!" She shouted as she walked down the hall. Gaston heaved himself off the wall and trailed after Y/n.

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"So, you're doing what?" He questioned. Y/n groaned as she slipped on her hoodie.

"I'm going to explore the Citadel, so don't come after me, okay? Okay, bye-"