21. vindicators 3: the return of world ender

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*hello :). anyways, enjoy the long chapter (with another sort of subtle parks and rec reference!) and the incorrect quote. it's been edited for grammatical errors too!*








Cas sat perched on Rick's workbench as Morty sucked up the small worm like creatures into a vacuum like device

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Cas sat perched on Rick's workbench as Morty sucked up the small worm like creatures into a vacuum like device. Due to a minor accident, the jar that contained the worms had broke and before anything else disastrous could occur, Rick was quick to make sure Morty got them all picked up. "Don't let any of those things get away, Morty." Rick reminded as he tinkered away on whatever was on his desk, Cas handing him tools. "If they enter Earth's food chain, our entire species could be sterilized."

"Then why aren't we killing them?" Morty asked with a worried tone.

"Right, next time I need a species sterilized, who's gonna do it for me, you?" Rick asked in a mocking tone. Morty frowned but kept collecting the small worms. Rick turned back to the helmet he had begun working on as the beacon on his shelf began to glow bright purple. Cas let out an annoyed groan.

"Great," She mumbled as Morty perked up happily.

"Whoa! Rick! I-Is that the Vindibeacon?" Morty asked as he stood up, dropping the vacuum Rick had given him to pick the works up with. "We're being called to assemble by the Vindicators!" Morty grinned widely with an excited tone in his voice.

"I refuse to answer a literal call to adventure, Morty. Let it go to voicemail!" Rick snapped and Cas nodded in agreement. "Plus, that Vance guy or whatever just flirts with me the whole time. It's uncomfortable," Cas added and Rick pointed at her in agreement.

"The Vindicators only call when the universe itself is at stake. They're the first line of defense against evil! They're the guardians of the unguarded!" Morty exclaimed in a dramatic tone and Rick set the helmet he was working on down with a bored look on his face. Cas rose a brow at Morty's dramatic explanation of them, "They probably wrote their own press releases, Morty," Cas pointed out.

"They're a bunch of drama queens that spend an hour talking and 20 minutes jumping around while shut blows up," Rick added on. "They're a phase. We did one, it was the big event of that summer, let it die."

"I, Morty Smith, invoke my right to chose one in every 10 Rick and Morty-" Morty began and Cas cleared her throat quietly. "And Cas adventures." Morty said, with a smirk, pulling his punch card that Rick had made out. Cas snorted at the annoyed look that crossed Rick's face as he turned and swiped the card from Morty, swearing under his breath. "Read 'em and weep," Morty grinned and went to grab the beacon while Rick stamped the card.

"God fuckin' damnit, fine. But don't say Cas and I didn't warn you," Rick snapped.

"Yes!" Morty cheered, pressing the beacon to answer the call. Rick watched as a worm had made it way out of the garage only to be swiped up by a passing by bird. "Whoops," Rick said as he watched the bird fly off, "Uh, Morty, you might want to freeze some sperm."






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