Earth Dimension [Replacement]; Wednesday, December 27th.

Despite the pile of dead Varrix corpses that littered the ground at the mouth of the cave, more of them still emerged, as Summer, Morty, and their father fought tirelessly against the swarming horde. Summer stabbed her pitchfork down into her latest assailant while another lunged for Jerry, who swung his ax, sending the head flying.

"No, Dad!" Morty bemoaned as the head hit the ground, sprouted legs, and hissed angrily up at them. Morty swiftly stabbed his sword into its skull. "You’re not doing it right!"

( Cutting off their heads isn't doing it right? )

"With a hunt?" Jerry ventured, although he totally already knew the answer.

"Yes," Keara nodded, then turned to walk away. "For tomorrow, we hunt."


****

It rained later that day, as Jerry drove Summer and Morty back to the house. For a long moment, after he'd pulled the station wagon in front of the garage, they all just sat there in a shared stunned silence, still covered in the blue blood of the Varrix they'd massacred and the dirt and the grime of the battlefield.

Finally, Jerry cleared his throat.

( I, uh, really have to get out of this soul bond. )

"Wait, wait, what?"

The car doors slammed behind them.

"Oh, man."

[[more bits from S03E09, "The ABC's of Beth," from Rick and Morty. Open if'n you want! ]]