Jerry walks through a set of sliding doors of the strange building, it looked to be some king of transportation station, like an airport or a train. He couldn't be certain, but he had a strong feeling that this was the way to return home and he decides to wait in line. He was fairly confident, with at least a 45% certainty as he approaches the window.
"Glagga blag blag?" Jerry cleared his throat a little nervously and speaks up to the alien.
"Uh, Earth, please?" After stamping a ticket, the alien hands it to Jerry, who looks at it confusedly, unsure of his next steps.
"Is this... do-do I pay?"
"AGGA BLAG BLAG BLAG!!!" The alien proceeded to yell at Jerry in its own language while Jerry hurried away, with other aliens jeering at him.
"I'm sorry! Sorry!!" Jerry said while he rushed away from the aliens. He passed by a homeless alien holding up a sign. Jerry held the ticket in his hands up to his chest as he continued to wander the streets. He was lost, did not know where to go, or what to do. He thought of going back to the Jerryboree, but in his head that would mean that doing so would give Rick some kind of win. Jerry thought, eff that, and continued to search for a way home on his own to shove it in Rick's face.
"Agga Blag Blag?" A homeless alien walked up to Jerry holding a cup of change.
"Oh, uh... Hey, what?"
"AGGA BLAG!!"
"Uh, what do you want?"
"AGGA BLAG BLAG!!" Suddenly the alien randomly exploded, blueish goo splattered everywhere and all over Jerry.
"OOOHH!!" Jerry was grossed out and horrified. Looking down at his arms that were covered in the goo as he tried to figure out what just happened. He began to panic. Two smaller aliens approach Jerry, speaking quickly and extending cups towards him. Jerry quickly escapes, as one of the aliens drinks some of the blue liquid from their cup.
Jerry comes across two alien beings engaged in sexual activity and expresses shock and surprise.
"Ohhh..."
A few moments later, Jerry is now seated on a solitary bench beneath a streetlight, his fear evident as he scans the unfamiliar surroundings and jumps at unfamiliar sounds. It dawns on him then that he would have been better off staying at the Jerryboree.
Jerry walks back inside, hanging his head. The Jerry-Sitter grins warmly as he walks over to the group of Jerrys who are attempting to install a TV.
"Hey, are you the one that left?" Tank-top Jerry asked first as he held a wire. Jerry tiredly nodded his head and didn't say a word.
"I get it. It's a... it's a hassle out there." Jerry then perked up a little and stood a little straighter.
"Right? And who needs that?"
"Right?"
"Right?"
"Not me."
"Who needs that?"
"Ho, ho! Not us." A non-Jerry character then walks up to Jerry, stunning him slightly. Jerry thought it was an only Jerry place.
"Uh, who are you?"
"Oh, excuse me. Paul Fleischman. Infinite timelines! In some of them Beth remarries."
"Geez..."
"Don't worry. I treat Beth very well, and I do not overstep my bounds with Morty. Every kid needs a dad, but there's no replacing you. Hey, you wanna give us a hand with this?" Paul asked as he points to the TV and the other Jerrys, "We're trying to figure out how to get the sound coming through the stereo instead of the TV. I-I-I don't... It's very difficult."
"Oh. Uh, well, is there an aux input?"
"We tried that, but there's two different colors." For some odd reason, the whole room had six tvs. And each tv had three Jerry's trying to figure out how to fix the issue.
"Ohh."
"There's two different colors."
"Two different colors..."
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Not sure how long it took us to arrive at the Promethean Nebula, I wanna say it was at least two hours. Two long hours of driving in space in the car, Rick wouldn't let Morty turn the radio up or change the song. Rick wanted Morty and I to suffer since we "made him suffer"... ugh, I mean, what, Rick? Can't be a decent human being for a day? Maybe even a half a day? An hour? Ten minutes? He's so impossible sometimes. After Gear World, Rick wouldn't let Morty drive. Rick flew down to the ground as Morty and I looked at our surroundings. Prehistoric creatures resembling dinosaurs consume vegetation in a seemingly expansive forest.
"The wormhole is 70 of what you call "meters" what you call "north" of what you call "here"." Fart explained to us as Rick landed on the planet's yellow grass.
"Fine. Kids, take your Fart to his hole and say your goodbyes. I'm gonna find some fuel and take big fat Morty. That's my new word for shit because of today's events. And if it happens to be diarrhea, it's a steamy runny Julia."
"Gross." We said and got out of the car to bring Fart to his wormhole while Rick got out of the car and went another direction. Fart led the way and around three minutes of walking through strange plants and creatures, we found the wormhole. It looked like a large crystal-like glowing rip in the air, humming as we got closer to it.
"Here it is. This should take me back to my kind."
"We're gonna miss you, um, Fart." Morty said as I agreed.
"Yeah, real sorry your name became Fart."
"I will be back soon, Morty and Julia."
"Really?" Morty asked excitedly.
"After I return to the others with this location, we will be back for your cleansing."
"Uh, cle-cleansing?"
"What's that?"
"Carbon-based life is a threat to all higher life. To us, you are what you would call a disease. Wherever we discover you, we cure it. You said yourselves that life must be protected, even through sacrifice. You haven't changed your mind about that," As Fart explained what the cleansing was, Morty and I couldn't help but look at each other with slight shock and sadness, a little bit of betrayal. Morty began to tear up, "I can sense your thoughts."
"U-uh... we-... ca- before you go, could you sing a... could you sing for us again?" I asked.
"Yes, Julia." I looked over at Morty, who was wiping his tears as he slowly reached behind him.
"Cosmos without hatred,
diamond stars of cosmic light,
Quasars shine through endless night,
And everything is one in the beauty,
And now we say goodbyee--"
Morty pulls out Krombopulos Michael's antimatter gun and fires at Fart, slowly creating a hole to light up as if on fire and sizzle as the whole grew larger.
"AAHH-AHH-AH!!... Morty... wh-why?... Whyy?" Morty fire a few more shots at Fart, creating the same holes as Fart cried out in pain before nothing was left of Fart.
"G-goodbye." Morty said to him, bottom lip quivering as he teared up again. I hugged him a little and rubbed his shoulder. It was very sad, we didn't know that Fart was planning on doing that. I'd tear up a little too but I wouldn't let Morty see me crying. I feel uncomfortable and strange about it, I suppose. I'm not sure, maybe it's just something that comes with being an older sister. But it really upsets me to see my little brother cry. At least one of us out here has to be the shoulder to cry on, I'm pretty certain it would never be his grandpa.
"Alright, come on, bro. Let's go."
"Alright." I patted him on the shoulder a little as we made our way back to Rick. As we come back, Rick is putting something into the car's trunk.
"So, did you guys make out a little bit? Is he gonna send you a postcard?" Morty and I hopped in the car and shut the door behind us without saying a word to Rick in response. Rick chuckled a little as he closed the trunk.
"Oh man, that guy hit the lottery when he crossed paths with you." Rick said as he got in the car, still keeping that smug grin on while we kept our distressed expressions. Rick started up the car and flew away from the wormhole's location, I just wanna go home now. This long and crazy day... I just wanna take a shower and mess around with my violin. If it's not too late I'll message Mathias, hope Matty's not sick again.
"You know I know I picked on your core beliefs and decision making a lot today, but I am glad you insisted on getting that fart home. You know, at least all the death and destruction wasn't for nothing, you know?" Rick says and smiled down at Morty, who kept on looking out the window as we finally left the planet. Back to stars and open space. Rick's expression turned slightly downward as he observed Morty's distant and troubled look.
"You miss your fart friend, huh? Well, I got a little surprise for you, buddy. While you and your sister were gone, I found a new wormhole with millions of beings just like him on the other side, and they're all coming to visit!" Morty and I jumped a little and looked at Rick in shock and fear.
"Wait, What?!"
"Rick, no! You can't!"
"Too late, kiddos. The hole's opening." Rick said as he moved a little in his seat with a big smile.
"No, Rick!"
"You don't understand-" Rick rose up a little and lifted his leg, letting out a small fart in the car, making Morty and I stop freaking out and stare at him.
"Heha, there's- you- there's a lot more where that came from too." Rick said and laughed a little. Morty and I dropped our fearful expressions and sat back in our seats and stared out the window once more, exhausted. Disgusting, and it's not like we can open a window. Freakin' space...
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We've arrived back at the Jerryboree, ready to pick up our father from his daycare... I still can't believe that the Ricks have a daycare for our father. He's not a child, but he is kind of a child. He watches SpongeBob sometimes...
We got out of the car after Rick once again rubbed it in Morty's face over the fact that Morty can't park good at all. I closed the door behind Morty and I and as we walked into the building, I noticed a lot of Ricks and Mortys picking up their Jerrys. Damn, all the Ricks and Mortys kinda look the same, better stick close to mine or I'd lose them. Our Rick actually might be easier for me, since he has the most constipated look. The Mortys and Ricks were conversing with themselves as we walked in the building. Rick walked over to a random Rick and tapped him on the shoulder.
"Hey, hey bro. How many people was your Morty and Julia responsible for killing today?"
"Well, my Ella's dead but besides that we chilled at Blips and Chitz all day. No deaths in the process, ain't that right, homey!" The other Rick said and high fived his Morty.
"Darn right, bro! Roy rules!" The Rick and Morty laughed along as they walked out of the room with their Jerry. Rick looked down at Morty and I with a glare. Morty and I looked away, tired of our Rick for the day.
"Must be nice... Hey, there's our Jerry." The Jerry-sitter directs a Jerry towards us, and Morty and I approached and embraced our father.
"Mm! I missed you two!" Dad said to us as he smiled, before looking over to Rick and frowning. "Hey, Rick." Dad said so bluntly.
"Glad you're safe, Jerry. What do you say we go home?"
"I'd like that." Dad said before we walked towards the entrance.
"Hey, wait." A Rick walked over to us and made us stop in our tracks, "Uh, do you have 5126?" The Rick asked as he held up a ticket.
"Uh, not sure, Jules?"
"Uh..." I stuffed my hands in my pockets and took out a ticket, unfortunately it wasn't the Jerryboree ticket.
"Uh, that's a Blips and Chitz ticket." The Rick said unamused.
"Oh, sorry." I put the ticket away, slightly embarrassed.
"Pfft, way to go, Julia. Eh, whatever." Rick said and he and the other Rick swapped both dads. The two Jerrys looked at each other confused and nervous as the Ricks did so. Morty and I were confused as well, and a little nervous. Which is our real dad?