It was one of those days, you know, the one where you've been stuck inside the house all day. There was not much to do other than work on homework which is what this teenage boy was doing. Morty was in his room, working on his Algebra ll homework that he's been struggling with for a while. He pulls out this small blue box from his desk that Rick had "invented" a while ago. He presses on the button on top and then a strange blue person pops out of nowhere next to him.

"Hey, look at me! I'm Mister Meeseeks! "

"Mister Meeseeks, I need you to help me solve this problem. See there's this math problem here a-and over there says I have to multiply the two expressions. But I keep getting confused by the exponents! How am I supposed to solve this dumb crap!"

"I'm Mister Meeseeks! See the thing is with this equation, you have to multiply these numbers with the numbers and the letters with other similar letters!" Said the blue-colored individual as he leaned in behind Morty to get a better view of the paper. "Look at me! For example, these x's right here should-.."

"Ugh! Forget it," Morty exclaimed and pushed the annoying person out of his way, "just solve it for me will you! I-in fact, just do the whole thing." Morty picked up the strange blue box again and pressed on it. Another Mister Meeseeks appeared out of no where, this time with a small tug of orange hair on it's head.

"I'm Mister Meeseeks! Look at me! What can I do for you?"

"You, I need you to check my homework after this guy is done with it. There's a calculator on the top left drawer.. I'll be downstairs." And with that, Morty spun around and headed towards the stairs, leaving the two Mister Meeseeks alone in his room.

As Morty walked down the stairs, he heard someone fumbling about below. Beth was sitting on a chair, casually flipping through a magazine. She noticed Morty coming down the stairs and so she gave him one of her gentle smiles.

"Hey Morty, you finished your homework sweety?"

"Uhm, yeah kinda. You know I'm pretty hungry, can we go get something to eat or whatever?" As if on cue, Morty's stomach made a small rumbling noise, which he patted down. He looked down to his belly and then back to his mom with a small grimace.

"Of course, in fact your father and I are gonna head out right now to run some errands. We could stop by a Burger King and get you one of those new Big Kings if you want." As she said that, she stood up and walked over to the small coat closet in the room to grab her purse. "I've actually been waiting for your father to come down the past ten minutes. God, I don't know what's taking him so long to get ready."

"Uhh no it's ok, I think I'll just make my self a sandwich instead," Morty said, slowly backing into the kitchen. A trip with mom would've been ok, but with both parents? Morty would rather be bored in the house rather than spending a fun day running errands.

"I'm ready!" Jerry exclaimed cheerfully as he came down the stairs. When he reached the bottom, the man extended his arms, showing off his new dark blue cardigan. He was even flexing a bit in order to show off in front of Beth, who in return was not having it and looked pretty vexed. "What do you guys think of the new cardigan? Sorry I took a while honey, I found some lint on this thing and I just had to use the lint roller on it. But, it's all good now." Jerry leaned in to kiss his wife on the cheek.

"Ugh, okay let's just go get the stuff Jerry. We'll be right back Morty, I'll text Summer to see if she can bring back a few burgers for you and Grandpa Rick." With that, she walked towards the front door into the chilly October air outside. Jerry looked at his son and teased Morty's hair.

"Well Morty, man to man conversation right now. Do you think this cardigan, looks great with my skin tone? " Morty rolled his eyes at this ridiculous question. He also heard a small clanging sound coming from the kitchen, like plastic cups falling and an 'Oh geez' coming from his grandfather but Morty didn't pay attention to it.

"It looks great dad, really. When did you get into fashion, it's just clothes..."

"I know and I'm not. It's just lately, I've been trying to find ways to... To recapture your mother's attention, you know. Like I want to impress her, in fact I'm gonna start working out now. A little muscle mass wouldn't hurt anybody right? Feel free to join me if you want, I could always use a spotter." Jerry winked at Morty and went towards the door and to the car where an impatient Beth was waiting at. With a deep sigh Morty went towards the living room and sat himself on the couch. He reached towards the remote and turned on the television.

'Man, there is absolutely nothing to do in this house' Morty thought as he was flipping through the channels. Finally settling on the Animal Planet, some random show was playing called Fatal Attractions. Honestly this was better than watching the re-runs of his favorite shows that he's seen about 20,000 times.

"Ha, I've seen this episode," Rick mentioned as he walked into the room somewhat dazed with a beer in his hand. He stumbled through the living room and plopped himself next to Morty facing the tv, "Yeah, this is that one where this g-BLERGH-enious get's dumped by his Filipino lover and so he buys a fucking hyena to cope with his break up. He later realized that you can't keep a wild animal inside a two bedroom apartment. I-I mean seriously, not even Jerry would pull a bonehead move like that."

"You'd be surprised.." Morty replied nonchalantly, he flipped the channels a couple more times now that Grandpa Rick pretty much summed up the whole episode. He decided to settle on a movie that's been playing on Fox.

"The Wolverine, Morty? Really? It's a dumb movie about a failed experiment who ends up fucking shit up for everybody." Rick exaggerated, throwing his arms in the air. He then just plopped himself back into the couch and took a long swig on his beer.

"Rick! If you don't like it, y-you don't have to watch it! I mean, I was here first, enjoying some TV until you came along and started being a hater, you know. I-it's not even that bad of a movie." Rick got up and walked towards the kitchen while Morty berated him, not really giving a damn what the boy was saying.

"Oh I'M being the hater?" He stopped himself before he said anything else, but he took on a thinking pose and an idea popped into his head. "No, no, no you're right Morty, you're absolutely right,"

"I'm.. What?" Morty turned around and gave his grandpa a confused look, "Okay Rick, where are you going with this..?"

"I'm go-BLERGH-going to the kitchen numbnuts," Rick had walked into the kitchen and came back holding yet another beer. With a smile on his face, he took another long swig at it and wiped his mouth on his sleeve. "Hahaha, I'm joking but what I meant to say was that the movie you picked truly is a piece of work Morty. I-I mean, any jackoff can inject metal into a passive aggressive, hairy man, film it and call it a major motion picture. It's not ro-BLURGH-cket science. In fact, I'll prove it to ya right now!" Slurring his words, the scientist walked away and disappeared into his lab.

"What...?" Morty got up from the comfy couch and reluctantly went towards Rick's lab, not really knowing what to expect at this point. As he entered the room, he saw his grandpa packing tools and items into an orange travel backpack. "Uhm, Rick what are you doing?"

"What does it look like I'm doing Morty. I'm packing equipment to take with us on this little trip we're going to take. Here, think fast." The scientist threw a small grey item to Morty, which the boy barely caught with fumbling hands.

"W-what's this thing?" Morty asked, examining the strange little item. "Another one of your dangerous, crazy inventions that I should be careful with?"

"It's a videocamera Morty, and yes you should be careful with it, in fact," The man walked up to Morty and pressed the on- button on the device, "you should hold it up like this, press this other button to record and keep steady. BLERGH this camera, is a high tech level machine Morty, it even has infrared vision incase we ever needed it. My point is, you're the camera man in this expedition. So what you're gonna do is just record everything. Pass me that brown bottle over there will you."

"Ooooh," Morty actually didn't mind being a cameraman, being behind the lens is always fun. "But, why are we doing this, where are we going?" He reached over the shelves on the wall for the bottle and when he grabbed it he saw the words Jack Daniels sprawled on the side of it... Figures. He placed the bottle over by Rick which the man grabbed and opened it.

"That's a lot of questions Morty," Rick placed the bottle up to his lips and took a few gulps, "Oh, that's good. Uh, as for where we're going," Rick walked over to his laptop on the far end of the table and quickly typed in some nonsensical phrases and a hologram appeared behind the computer, demonstrating a few planets floating around a much larger planet. "We're traveling to this intergalactical space planet called BLERGHH-uhh Yelram, in the Bobmental system.."

"Bob..mental system?" The boy asked, confused by the weirdly generic name.

"Yes BOBmental, I-I didn't name it. Anyways Morty, we're going to this planet to extract this rare special metal called Kewnadde, exclusively found on that Yel-BLERGH-ram planet." Feeling a bit dizzy, Rick rubbed his temples which made him look tired and weary but really it was just an alcohol infused headache. "Ohh, I'm gonna get it it in the morning. Alright so Morty once I get this portal opened, we're gonna go through it and once we're on the other side. Morty pay attention this is extremely important. I need you start recording ok, no matter what, focus on the video at hand." The old man stated as he pressed a few buttons into his portal gun.

"Oh, uhm, ok Rick." At this point Morty was just going along with whatever Rick wanted to do. This adventure hasn't sound too bad yet and it was a heck of a lot better than lounging around the house all day, this could be fun. Rick grabbed his bag and opened the portal, he took one last glance at Morty and with a nod he went right trough the green circular mass. As the boy saw the older man go he felt the familiar rush of excitement he gets before any adventure and so with a deep breathe, Morty followed.

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This took so long to write because when i started writting.. i had absolutely no idea what i was writting about. hahaha i mean i had no story, no plot in mind and i was like wtf am i even gonna write about, i just want a story worth reading. So as i was writting... this just happened so, that's where you come in. Tell me how it is so far. At this moment i have an idea what chapter 2 would be about and maybe even chapter 3, who knows but i do have atleast a genre in mind. BY THE WAY my jokes are lame and it shows in this story. Extra extra cred to who ever gets my little hidden references in this story lol if you somehow find them they actually foreshadow what'll happen in the next chapter (which sounds pretty neat, i think ima with those hidden foreshadowy references) I'm open to advice and ideas, what direction would you like this story to go in? hmu