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somethingwithturquoise) wrote2025-02-01 02:41 pm
somethingwithturquoise) wrote2025-02-01 02:41 pm
The Smith Household; Dimension FH-001; Saturday [02/01].
"Sooooo," said Summer slowly, blinking as she poked at one of the four suits set up in the living room, "what are these things again? Pilot suits for....ferrets?"
"For GoTron ferrets, Summer," Rick explained yet again with a frustrated burp and a roll of his eyes, already in his own suit of black. "There are only five in the known universe, and we were on our way to Boob World--"
"Awww!" Summer couldn't help a wave of disappointment and a pout. "You guys went to Boob World without me?"
"Yeah, well," Rick grunted, "that's what you get when you cut yourself off of your family because you're too busy being independant in your own multiversinal nexus, Summer. You miss out on trips to Boob World."
"Whatever," Summer snorted right back, folding her arms and rolling her eyes. "I can just go to Boob World whenever I want on my own time, and, unlike you jackoffs, I can get in for a discounted price because I have them."
"Well, good for you and your two uneven secondary sex characteristics that are pretty much the equivilent of Coke cans at Six Flags," said Rick, "only at least the Coke cans you can throw away when you get there."
"Can we please," Morty interjected, "not talk about my sister's boobs and get back to this thing about the....ferrets?"
"Gotron ferrets," Rick corrected again with an exasperated toss of her arms. "Gotron Ferrets! There are only five of them in the known universe, and I'd collected all of them except the yellow one, and, lo and behold, crash landed on some nothing asteroid on the way, is the yellow GoTron ferret, which means now I have the full set and, with you all as pilots, we can now create the Mega GoTron. And there's a giant monster that's been attacking the Nibblenug system. A guy over there owes me money, so everyone, get into your suits and let's Go Team Gotron!"
There was a pause.
"Is this really how you expect me to spend my Saturday?" Summer asked.
And there was another pause, Rick looking at her for a very long moment.
"Fine," he said, "I'll just get Gene from next door or some homeless guy."
Yet another pause seemed to stretch between them as Summer felt something tug in her chest, something she hadn't felt in a while, because she'd specifically been avoiding situations where that tug influenced her decisions, but there it was again, and, before she could stop herself, she was holding up her hands. "No," she said, "no, no. Fuck Gene. Fuck the homeless. I got this. I can do this. I can spare a Saturday to go help save the Nibblenug system from a giant monster. In fact, I haven't been saving enough systems lately!" She marched forward with a newfound determination and snagged up the red suit. "Let's fucking do it. Let's get our asses into some anime spaceships and save some goddamn aliens!"
And, before she knew it, Summer was suited up and being sucked through a tube that sent her ziplining through the core of the Earth. Each GoTron ferret was located in a different location; Summer's frollicked its way out from under the sea, bounding along as she adjusted herself to the controls fairly intuitively, launching into space to meet with the others.
"Okay," she admitted, with a faint grin surfacing, "this isn't not fun."
"Regroup on me," Rick commended. "I'll shoot a portal to Nibblenug."
"Uh, did I just monorail from my living room to Hawaii just to regroup in outer space above my kitchen?" Jerry asked, from his green GoTron.
"It's cool, Dad," said Summer, "shut up. Don't overthink it."
With that, shoving his portal gun into the dash of his GoTron, Rick opened up a portal for the five flying ferrets to rush through into the Nibblenug system, and down to the planet where a giant purple mantis monster was attacking, apparently, this world's version of a space Golden Gate Bridge.
"Everybody, attack one at a time!" Rick instructed.
"Is that the best way--" Beth started to question skeptically, but Rick cut her off.
"Tee up something awesome?" he asked. "Yes. Follow me."
He darted toward the monster; the monster summarily and easily swatted him aside. He went crashing down, and the others were quick to follow as it performed the same manuever on that.
"Alright," said Rick, almost disspassionately, as if he just wanted to pretty much get to this part the whole time, "we did our best. Now there's only one hope. Activating Link-Doc!" He lifted a key to shove into the dashboard. "inter-Morphs...rad-ified. PostTrinos...maximized!"
With an electric burst of energy, the ferrets all pushed up to convene in the air once again, this time joining together to form one larger robot.
"Holy shit," Rick said. "I can't believe this is working! Go, go, team! It's GoTron time!"
The energy of the successful convergence seemed to ripple through the various pilots.
"Oh ho ho," Jerry chuckled. "Hell yes!"
"This is amazing," even Summer had to admit.
"Okay," Rick said, "now we can knock it around a little bit, but trust me, we're still building to something."
"How do we--?" Beth started to ask, but once again, Rick cut her off.
"Just hit buttons!" he said. "We're too big to fail!"
And hit buttons they did, moving forward and giving the mantis moster a kick. An uppercut. Other various martial arts moved as they all seemed to somehow figure out how to work this megalithic mech together.
"I can't believe I almost went to the chiropracter instead!" Jerry noted with delight.
"I've been waiting a long time for this," said Rick, his voice almost as satisfied sigh as he leaned forward and announced, "Form Luminous Energy Sword!"
Summer and Morty merged together as the arms of the GoTron mech and when they pulled back, Summer's ferret bore a flaming sword of pure energy, while Mory's charged up with a blue energy laser.
"That's your ass, Mamma Jamma," said Rick as the mech struck a dramatic pose.
One quick dive and a smart slice later, the mantis monster was cleaved in half, spewing purple blood, while the cockpits of the ferrets erupted in excited babble and Rick took a proud swig from his flask. He collected his money from that guy who owed it to him, and they were all still feeling the rush of excitement when they returned home, landing their ferrets in the street outside their house.
"Yeah, whoo, good job, Go Team!" said Rick, joining in on their cheering in a way that started to dampen Summer's into suspicion just a little bit. When he chuckled and slung his arm over Jerry's shoulders to pull him in with camaraderie, that's when she knew something was up, but she also knew she wouldn't have to wait too long for that other foot to drop.
"So that was fun, right?" he said. "Beating up that monster, piloting those ferrets, all the teamwork and whatever? Now, wouldn't you all like to do this on a regular basis!"
"Oh, hell yeah!" said Jerry, without a moments hesitation.
"Awesome!" Morty chimed in.
"Wel, I guess," Beth's laugh was cautiously excited, "that wouldn't be so bad."
"Now, hold on a second," said Summer slowly, narrowing her eyes at Rick suspiciously. "What do you mean, do this on a regular basis? That sounds great for you guys, but I'm not even living in this dimension anymore."
"Well, no," Rick allowed, "but you do have your own portal gun and can come visit whenever you want! We can be a giant space monster GoTron fighting force!"
"Yeah, okay," Summer allowed, "but this whole Go Team Teamwork giant robot cartoon bullshit doesn't realy match your vi--"
Rick's hand was suddenly on Summer's shoulder, squeezing hard, and his voice was tight between his teeth. "Sum-Sum," he said with forced sweetness, "can I see you for a moment? I think there might have been something wrong with your ferret, we should go have a look."
Summer's eyes narrowed a little further, but she very carefully said, "Yeahhhh, I think you're right, it did seem to pull a little stiff on the one side. It's probably a little rusty."
Once they were out of earshot of the others, Rick leaned in with an almost menacing hiss. "Listen, Summer," he said, "I know you're smarted than everyone else, so I'm not surprised you're already starting to see through this, but you need to understand, I need this right now. It's going to sound crazy, but there's a Rick out there, Rick C-137, although he's actually in C-131 right now," he shook his head, waved his hand, "don't worry about that, it's not important and is only going to complicate things, but anyway, once he got his complete set of GoTrons, he started bringing together other versions that didn't have their full sets to help them find theirs and sort of build this, uh...I...I...I don't know, a sort of extended GoTron team, or whatever. Basically, when a giant monster attacks a planet, they all get an alert and go fight it. Which, as you now know, is awesome. But that Rick 137 is a real asshole, you know--"
"Yeah," Summer interjected with a snort, "I can imagine."
"Save the commentary, Summer," he said. "Anyway, he was a real dick about getting us in there, but now that we've got the full set? Oh, baby. We're in, mother fucker, we are so in."
"Wait," Summer said, "so all of this is because you want to join some club made by another Rick to basically be a monster fighting task force?"
"Well, it sounds slightly less cool when you put it that way," Rick admitted. "But just imagine it, Summer. With just the five of us, we can form one GoTron. Imagine forming another, bigger GoTron with five more GoTrons. And then making an even bigger GoTron with five more GoTrons made out of five GoTrons! Endless massive GoTrons, Summer! Don't..." His excitement pushed a long burp out of him. "Don't you want in on that epic action?"
Although she was tempted to give a very apathetic 'not really' just to prove her autonomy, Summer had to admit, it did feel great fighting that monster together...and she had been feeling pretty restless and wanting to sink her teeth into some kind of universe saving again. But she wasn't going to just admit that, not when it was clear that this was something Rick had been desperate to be a part of...which meant that she had some leverage, and she was no long so dumb and stupid and desperate for his affection and attention that she wouldn't use it.
(Just ignore the part of her that knew that, by saying what she was about to say, she was likely to win the most love and respect from him).
"...okay," she said, lifting her chin, "but I'll have terms and conditions I'll want to discuss first. Deal?"
Rick's eyes narrowed in a glare for a moment; Summer met it defiantly until Rick sighed and turned to walk away, gesturing with his arm to have her follow him into the garage. "Fine," he said. "Deal."
And Summer was going to do her best to not let out an excited, triumphant little squeal and go skipping off after him.
[[ mostly establishy, NFB for distance, although if you want to get in touch with her, go for it! Parts taken from, but mostly adjusted from Rick and Morty Season 5, Episode 8 "Gotron Jerrysis Rickvangelion," which I've been wanting to slip in for a while now, and there will hopefully more to come. Because, I mean, if your canon opens the door for you to occasionally fight big monsters in a giant mech suit, you take it, right? And a ]]
"For GoTron ferrets, Summer," Rick explained yet again with a frustrated burp and a roll of his eyes, already in his own suit of black. "There are only five in the known universe, and we were on our way to Boob World--"
"Awww!" Summer couldn't help a wave of disappointment and a pout. "You guys went to Boob World without me?"
"Yeah, well," Rick grunted, "that's what you get when you cut yourself off of your family because you're too busy being independant in your own multiversinal nexus, Summer. You miss out on trips to Boob World."
"Whatever," Summer snorted right back, folding her arms and rolling her eyes. "I can just go to Boob World whenever I want on my own time, and, unlike you jackoffs, I can get in for a discounted price because I have them."
"Well, good for you and your two uneven secondary sex characteristics that are pretty much the equivilent of Coke cans at Six Flags," said Rick, "only at least the Coke cans you can throw away when you get there."
"Can we please," Morty interjected, "not talk about my sister's boobs and get back to this thing about the....ferrets?"
"Gotron ferrets," Rick corrected again with an exasperated toss of her arms. "Gotron Ferrets! There are only five of them in the known universe, and I'd collected all of them except the yellow one, and, lo and behold, crash landed on some nothing asteroid on the way, is the yellow GoTron ferret, which means now I have the full set and, with you all as pilots, we can now create the Mega GoTron. And there's a giant monster that's been attacking the Nibblenug system. A guy over there owes me money, so everyone, get into your suits and let's Go Team Gotron!"
There was a pause.
"Is this really how you expect me to spend my Saturday?" Summer asked.
And there was another pause, Rick looking at her for a very long moment.
"Fine," he said, "I'll just get Gene from next door or some homeless guy."
Yet another pause seemed to stretch between them as Summer felt something tug in her chest, something she hadn't felt in a while, because she'd specifically been avoiding situations where that tug influenced her decisions, but there it was again, and, before she could stop herself, she was holding up her hands. "No," she said, "no, no. Fuck Gene. Fuck the homeless. I got this. I can do this. I can spare a Saturday to go help save the Nibblenug system from a giant monster. In fact, I haven't been saving enough systems lately!" She marched forward with a newfound determination and snagged up the red suit. "Let's fucking do it. Let's get our asses into some anime spaceships and save some goddamn aliens!"
And, before she knew it, Summer was suited up and being sucked through a tube that sent her ziplining through the core of the Earth. Each GoTron ferret was located in a different location; Summer's frollicked its way out from under the sea, bounding along as she adjusted herself to the controls fairly intuitively, launching into space to meet with the others.
"Okay," she admitted, with a faint grin surfacing, "this isn't not fun."
"Regroup on me," Rick commended. "I'll shoot a portal to Nibblenug."
"Uh, did I just monorail from my living room to Hawaii just to regroup in outer space above my kitchen?" Jerry asked, from his green GoTron.
"It's cool, Dad," said Summer, "shut up. Don't overthink it."
With that, shoving his portal gun into the dash of his GoTron, Rick opened up a portal for the five flying ferrets to rush through into the Nibblenug system, and down to the planet where a giant purple mantis monster was attacking, apparently, this world's version of a space Golden Gate Bridge.
"Everybody, attack one at a time!" Rick instructed.
"Is that the best way--" Beth started to question skeptically, but Rick cut her off.
"Tee up something awesome?" he asked. "Yes. Follow me."
He darted toward the monster; the monster summarily and easily swatted him aside. He went crashing down, and the others were quick to follow as it performed the same manuever on that.
"Alright," said Rick, almost disspassionately, as if he just wanted to pretty much get to this part the whole time, "we did our best. Now there's only one hope. Activating Link-Doc!" He lifted a key to shove into the dashboard. "inter-Morphs...rad-ified. PostTrinos...maximized!"
With an electric burst of energy, the ferrets all pushed up to convene in the air once again, this time joining together to form one larger robot.
"Holy shit," Rick said. "I can't believe this is working! Go, go, team! It's GoTron time!"
The energy of the successful convergence seemed to ripple through the various pilots.
"Oh ho ho," Jerry chuckled. "Hell yes!"
"This is amazing," even Summer had to admit.
"Okay," Rick said, "now we can knock it around a little bit, but trust me, we're still building to something."
"How do we--?" Beth started to ask, but once again, Rick cut her off.
"Just hit buttons!" he said. "We're too big to fail!"
And hit buttons they did, moving forward and giving the mantis moster a kick. An uppercut. Other various martial arts moved as they all seemed to somehow figure out how to work this megalithic mech together.
"I can't believe I almost went to the chiropracter instead!" Jerry noted with delight.
"I've been waiting a long time for this," said Rick, his voice almost as satisfied sigh as he leaned forward and announced, "Form Luminous Energy Sword!"
Summer and Morty merged together as the arms of the GoTron mech and when they pulled back, Summer's ferret bore a flaming sword of pure energy, while Mory's charged up with a blue energy laser.
"That's your ass, Mamma Jamma," said Rick as the mech struck a dramatic pose.
One quick dive and a smart slice later, the mantis monster was cleaved in half, spewing purple blood, while the cockpits of the ferrets erupted in excited babble and Rick took a proud swig from his flask. He collected his money from that guy who owed it to him, and they were all still feeling the rush of excitement when they returned home, landing their ferrets in the street outside their house.
"Yeah, whoo, good job, Go Team!" said Rick, joining in on their cheering in a way that started to dampen Summer's into suspicion just a little bit. When he chuckled and slung his arm over Jerry's shoulders to pull him in with camaraderie, that's when she knew something was up, but she also knew she wouldn't have to wait too long for that other foot to drop.
"So that was fun, right?" he said. "Beating up that monster, piloting those ferrets, all the teamwork and whatever? Now, wouldn't you all like to do this on a regular basis!"
"Oh, hell yeah!" said Jerry, without a moments hesitation.
"Awesome!" Morty chimed in.
"Wel, I guess," Beth's laugh was cautiously excited, "that wouldn't be so bad."
"Now, hold on a second," said Summer slowly, narrowing her eyes at Rick suspiciously. "What do you mean, do this on a regular basis? That sounds great for you guys, but I'm not even living in this dimension anymore."
"Well, no," Rick allowed, "but you do have your own portal gun and can come visit whenever you want! We can be a giant space monster GoTron fighting force!"
"Yeah, okay," Summer allowed, "but this whole Go Team Teamwork giant robot cartoon bullshit doesn't realy match your vi--"
Rick's hand was suddenly on Summer's shoulder, squeezing hard, and his voice was tight between his teeth. "Sum-Sum," he said with forced sweetness, "can I see you for a moment? I think there might have been something wrong with your ferret, we should go have a look."
Summer's eyes narrowed a little further, but she very carefully said, "Yeahhhh, I think you're right, it did seem to pull a little stiff on the one side. It's probably a little rusty."
Once they were out of earshot of the others, Rick leaned in with an almost menacing hiss. "Listen, Summer," he said, "I know you're smarted than everyone else, so I'm not surprised you're already starting to see through this, but you need to understand, I need this right now. It's going to sound crazy, but there's a Rick out there, Rick C-137, although he's actually in C-131 right now," he shook his head, waved his hand, "don't worry about that, it's not important and is only going to complicate things, but anyway, once he got his complete set of GoTrons, he started bringing together other versions that didn't have their full sets to help them find theirs and sort of build this, uh...I...I...I don't know, a sort of extended GoTron team, or whatever. Basically, when a giant monster attacks a planet, they all get an alert and go fight it. Which, as you now know, is awesome. But that Rick 137 is a real asshole, you know--"
"Yeah," Summer interjected with a snort, "I can imagine."
"Save the commentary, Summer," he said. "Anyway, he was a real dick about getting us in there, but now that we've got the full set? Oh, baby. We're in, mother fucker, we are so in."
"Wait," Summer said, "so all of this is because you want to join some club made by another Rick to basically be a monster fighting task force?"
"Well, it sounds slightly less cool when you put it that way," Rick admitted. "But just imagine it, Summer. With just the five of us, we can form one GoTron. Imagine forming another, bigger GoTron with five more GoTrons. And then making an even bigger GoTron with five more GoTrons made out of five GoTrons! Endless massive GoTrons, Summer! Don't..." His excitement pushed a long burp out of him. "Don't you want in on that epic action?"
Although she was tempted to give a very apathetic 'not really' just to prove her autonomy, Summer had to admit, it did feel great fighting that monster together...and she had been feeling pretty restless and wanting to sink her teeth into some kind of universe saving again. But she wasn't going to just admit that, not when it was clear that this was something Rick had been desperate to be a part of...which meant that she had some leverage, and she was no long so dumb and stupid and desperate for his affection and attention that she wouldn't use it.
(Just ignore the part of her that knew that, by saying what she was about to say, she was likely to win the most love and respect from him).
"...okay," she said, lifting her chin, "but I'll have terms and conditions I'll want to discuss first. Deal?"
Rick's eyes narrowed in a glare for a moment; Summer met it defiantly until Rick sighed and turned to walk away, gesturing with his arm to have her follow him into the garage. "Fine," he said. "Deal."
And Summer was going to do her best to not let out an excited, triumphant little squeal and go skipping off after him.
[[ mostly establishy, NFB for distance, although if you want to get in touch with her, go for it! Parts taken from, but mostly adjusted from Rick and Morty Season 5, Episode 8 "Gotron Jerrysis Rickvangelion," which I've been wanting to slip in for a while now, and there will hopefully more to come. Because, I mean, if your canon opens the door for you to occasionally fight big monsters in a giant mech suit, you take it, right? And a ]]