The Smith Residence; Dimension FH-001; Friday Evening [09/17].

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"Damn." Home again in front of the Smith household, everyone was gathered around Space Beth's ship, scoping it out and expressing their admiration, Morty especially. "This thing has twin turbines? I'll forgive you for abandoning us if you let me drive it!"

"That works for me," said Space Beth, shrugging a little as she grinned over at him and pulled something out of her pocket. "I was just going to give you space cigarettes."



JERRY:

Barry	"You know," said Barry, popping his head out from where he and Summer were scoping out some of the more technical aspects of the ship and doing a bit of analysis, "with a few little tweaks, I could probably give you twice the power on this thing for half the energy. In fact, we could probably make this whole fucking thing solar..."
Space Beth	"You can do that?" asked Space Beth with intrigue.
Barry	"Already did it for Summer's ship," he pointed out, passing over to her a fond smirk.
Summer	A fond smirk that she returned with radiant brightness for a second before turning her excitement over to Space Beth. "You've got to let him do it, Mom," she insisted eagerly. "It is so convenient, and saves so much on gas, we are totally going to have to go out together, I so need to see what kind of pick-up this has, and..." Overwhelmed by her excitement, Summer just let out an excited little squeal. "I love having two moms!"
Jerry	"And I love having two wives!" cut in Jerry, two thumbs up pointing to himself and his staunch refusal to acknowledge the round of eyerolls that inspired.
Rick	"Never gonna happen, Jerry," Rick grumbled from inside the garage, away from everyone as he worked on his own thing, and held up a glowing red cylinder not too dissimilar to a lightbulb filled with a strange fluid. "You jerk-offs ready to get the answers to your burning questions?"
Earth Beth	"What is this, Dad?" asked Earth Beth, as she wandered in closer. Space Beth slipped off of where she was perched on the wing of her ship to join her.
Rick	"The memory of which Beth is real, and which Beth is a clone," Rick shrugged, "obviously."
Space Beth	"You...Mind-Blew yourself?" asked Space!Beth, incredulously. "You--You literally don't even know which of your daughters is real." Space Beth's palm promptly met her face; beside her, Earth Beth just closed her eyes and sighed. "Of course you don't. Why am I surprised?"
Earth Beth	"I'm sure you'd love for us to need that from you," Earth Beth narrowed her eyes as she pointed an accusing finger, before retreating back a little with her arms folded in front of her chest, "but I don't care what's in that vial."
Space Beth	"Yeah," Space Beth agreed with a sigh. "Me, neither. You're a piece of shit, either way."
Rick	"So what?" Rick glowered at the two of them. "After all this, you don't want to know the truth?"
Space Beth	"The truth is," said Space Beth, "we have more important shit to do, like raise our kids and stamp out the Federation, neither of which seem like they want anything to do with you." She made a quick move, as if to deliver this devastating verbal blow with a physical one; Rick flinched, and Space!Beth pulled back as she joined her Earth counterpart in a laugh before walking away.
Rick	"Morty? Summer Camp?" Rick then turned his attention to his grandkids as they passed through the garage toward the house, Jerry and Barry along with them. "You gotta at least wanna know who your real mom is?"
Morty	"Not really, Rick," Morty said, with a shrug. "We have two badass moms now. It's kind of a win-win."
Summer	"Yeah, Grampa Rick," Summer added, "don't drag us into your bullshit just because you're losing control." The door closed behind her, and she waited a moment for Morty and her dad to go their separate ways, before her attention turned more fully on Barry, with a small but uncertain sort of smile. "Soooooooo," she ventured, "that was a whole thing, huh?"
Barry	“Well, my family dinners never ended like that,” Barry said with a small smirk. “But shit like this has happened to me. Mostly whenever Jeremy tried to log on to my computer and get porn.”
Summer	"Gross," said Summer. "TMI. Not surprising, like, at all, but totally TMI. Whatever. Let's just go home now, please? Before, I don't know, some more clones or decoys or something show up and we all have to fight to the death or some shit." But, no, that was for some other time…
Barry	“Fine with me,” Barry said, dialing up the portal. “Besides I probably need to come up with the antidote to the slow acting poison your grandfather slipped in my lasagna earlier. So fucking original, Rick.”

[[ and fin! Continued from here, and that's a wrap on Season 4! Now to figure out what the frick to do with Season 5 or possibly just wait a million years until Season 6! Many thanks to badassprodigy for being there. NFB, NFI, OOC is loooove! ]]