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

Chapter 10

Okay, so. Somehow.

Someway.

That Miami Rick counterpart dragged everyone to a night club so Rick and maybe evil Rick could get wasted. Maybe even laid.

Everyone was having a grand time. Morty somehow found a girl around his as Y/n's age. Probably to go bang her.
Uh, Y/n's parents were talking to this one couple. Talking about, kids, school. And how hard it is being a parent. You know. The average complaining parent conversation.

And oh look. Beth and Jerry is over there as well.

The music was loud, the room was dim. And people were dancing, and pretty much. Having a great time.

Y/n stayed in a booth drinking apple juice. No-one was near her. Nor bothering her. Except for S/n. But she was bundled up in a blanket whilst laying on the booths cushion.

Y/n felt the sudden figure next to her. Pulling her from her dreamland of pure isolation that she was enjoying.

"Hey, sweetie~" Y/n heard a familiar voice. Y/n flared het nostrils as she sighed through them. She looked over to her left and saw. The 'Miami' Morty.

He had his jacket off. Probably in someone's room. If you know what Y/n means.

"What is your wonderful-self doing over here?" He asked.

"Um--sitting." Y/n answered.

"So...you're a Y/n, huh?" The Morty questioned as he placed his hand in Y/n's hair. Y/n nodded slowly.

"Yeah." She mumbled.

"How's about you come with me?" He persuaded ad he slipped his hands in Y/n's. Y/n furrowed her eyebrows. Je probably wanted to get in her pants like he did to some other girls.

"Um, no." Y/n said. Morty could see right through her.

"Aw, don't worry. I'm not gonna try anything," He said. Y/n just looked at him. Well. Eh she was bored as hell, why not?

"Okay." Morty scooted from out the booth. Y/n followed him.

"Where are we going?" Y/n asked as she followed the alternate Morty.

"To my dressing room." He said. Y/n just continued walking with him.
He soon led her to a room that was down a dim hallway. He opened it and held the door open for Y/n. Y/n walked in.
The room was neat, a perfect shade of pink. And clothing laid around here and there.

Morty closed the door as he looked at Y/n slowly making her over to a loveseat, and sitting down.

"So, what do you do around here?" Y/n asked. The Morty put his sunglasses on his dresser.

"Nothing, really. Othet than. Drinking," he said.

"Oh?" Morty could tell Y/n's confusion due to her perplexed exspression. He smiled and took out two glass cups from the side of the dresser. He picked up a bottle and uncapped it before pouring the substance in.

"What's that?" Y/n asked as she looked at the filled cups.

"Gin," Morty answered as he grabbed a cup and then walked over to Y/n and stood infront of her seated form.

"Is that liquor?" Y/n asked.

"Yeah, just drink it. You'll love it I promise, no-one will knooow," he sang and grinned at Y/n. Peer pressuring.
She know she wasn't supposed to be drinking. But...a sip shouldn't be bad, right?

Y/n took the cup and sniffed the substance. It was strong alright. Morty picked up some pink shorts and slipped the on before walking over to the dresser and picking up his glass.