Things were quiet around the Smith household that evening. A little too quiet, considering what time it was and the fact that everyone else should have been back well before that time. Of course, Beth knew that they'd all gone somewhere for the time being, but she would have thought the intention was for it to not interfere with these dinner plans, and honestly, Beth Smith didn't know which emotion was running stronger in her at that moment: hurt, worry, or anger.
( In which at least one very crucial Smith goes missing...but at least there won't be murder hornets. CW for wonton alien massacres and way too much talk of dicks. )
[[ Many, many, many thanks to the wonderful
badassprodigy for letting me inject him all up into my canon (she says, as if these two weren't totally destined for comixing sci-fi bullshit). Taken heavily from Rick & Morty S04:E07, "Promortyus", Part I of III, all the wonderful typical alphabet soup applies! ]]
( In which at least one very crucial Smith goes missing...but at least there won't be murder hornets. CW for wonton alien massacres and way too much talk of dicks. )
[[ Many, many, many thanks to the wonderful