Rick Sanchez X Reader

Episode 10: Part 5 - Return of Ricardo

Your P.O.V

You squinted through your blurred and reddened eyes to the phone as you moved your shaking thumbs across the screen.  After everything Rick had just said, there was no way you could finish your date with Ricardo... You were too emotionally scarred.  Instead, you quickly opened his contact and began texting.

You: Had a wonderful night but I have to go!  Family emergency.  Payed for my half of the meal at podium.  Thanks again!

Of course, you hadn't actually payed but you weren't going to tell him that.  You rather blame the restaurant and their incompetence.  Especially since they didn't give seconds on the complimentary breadsticks.  Taking a deep breath, you moved your finger over the send button and pressed.  You watched as the sent button turned to delivered and you quickly switched to Beth's number and began typing.

You: Hey sweetie!  Done with the date!  Tell you all about it tonight but won't be home for a while!  Going on a walk.

Seconds later, Beth replied:
Beth: It went well?
You: Well enough.  Guy was nice and all but we were just too similar.
Beth: But that's not bad right?
You: True, just... not for me

After sending the message, you closed your phone, ignoring the many notifications popping up from your daughter with questions about the night.  For now, you just wanted to be alone to think.

Walking down the street you made your way to a park, lit dimly by a few street lamps.  Under normal circumstances, the park looked creepy as hell in the middle of the night but you were Y/N bloody Sanchez and no Friday the 13th sh*t was going to happen to you.  Making your way through the park to a bench, you sat down and pulled your legs up to your chest.  Placing your chin on your knees, you sat down and began to think.

~Flashback~

You coughed violently as smoke filled your lungs as you and Rick shared a smoke behind the high school.  "Eww!  What the hell Rick!?!"  You wiped your mouth and, collecting up whatever saliva you could muster, spit onto the ground.  "That sh*t's nasty!"  You pointed to the cigarette in his hand.  Rick shrugged.  "It's not the worst I've ever had but it doesn't beat this!"  Flicking the cigarette to the ground, Rick reached into his leather jacket and pulled out a shiny flask, waving it teasingly in front of your face.  You raised an eyebrow.  "What you got in there, juice?"  "Better baby; This here is the nectar of the gods."    You shifted yourself so your shoulders touched Ricks as he tilted his head back and took a swig.  You glanced down at the cigarette.  "You know Angela's going to be furious you wasted one of her cigs."  Rick shrugged as he drew the flask away from his lips.  You tilted your head.  "Hey why don't you give me some?" 

Rick laughed.  "I ain't sharing with you!  I wouldn't even share this with you if you were my mother!"  You gave a sly smile.  "But what if I was your girlfriend?"  Rick turned and looked you in the eye before laughing.  "HAHAHAHAHA."  He burped.  "Y-YYYYY/NN you know I don't do that dating sh*t!  Dating is stupid.  I rather just build my own sex bot or clone and just condition them myself.  You rolled your eyes.  "Well that's just boring."  Rick turned his head.  "Why?"  You grabbed his flask and before he could complain, you spoke.  "I just think it could be boring to know everything about the person.  They would be too predictable all the time."  You took a sip from the flask.  "Everyone's predictable.  Doesn't take a clone to be that!"  You removed the flask from your mouth and handed it back to Rick as you stood up. 

"Time to go already?"  Rick asked.  You nodded.  "Yea now come on."  You waited for Rick to stand up and brush himself off before pushing his thin chest to the wall of the school.  "Y-Y/N?"  Rick said, face turning pink.  In a swift movement you took a step back and kicked him in the balls.  As Rick fell tot he ground with his hands over his privates, you doubled down in laughter.  "Predict that B*TCH!  HAHAHAHAHA!"  As Rick began cursing you out, you wiped the tears from your eyes.  "You're such an idiot Rick!  If you were prepared for that you would have invented some machine to protect your sack!"  "You f*cking f*ck Y/N!  Why would you kick a man in his special place!?!"  You crouched down next to his face and stroked his hair.  "Because you called me predictable sweetie.  The great Y/N doesn't swing that way.  Rick simply groaned.  "F*ck you Y/N". He repeated, still cursed in the fetal position.

A/N: That's right!  I'm back!  I'm so sorry for the huge delay!  With graduation, my collage tours, my dog getting sick, Ect, I've had very little time to focus on writing!  However, I'm back now and will we posting every weekend from now on!  Luckily, while away, I came up with so many more ideas for fun adventures for every member of the Sanchez and Smith family and can't wait to write them up!  Until next time!
~ <3 <3 ApocalypseRaccoon (Shady's back, tell a friend)