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It was just a regular, boring, uneventful evening in the Smith household that Thursday, and Rick and Morty were pissing away the time, channel surfing through the interdimensional cable. You'd think, with infinite realities and infinite possibilities, it would be a little easier to find something to watch, but the pickings seemed pretty slim that night, and Rick was almost passing through them with a mechanical boredom that meant not a whole lot on the screen was registering.
Morty, however, seemed a little more perceptive.
"H-hey," he stuttered, leaning forward a little, "w-wait, Rick, go back. I-I think....was that...was that Summer?"
"Probably, Morty," said Rick, interrupting the words with a burp in between. "Infinite dimensions, remember? If there's..." Another belch. "If there's realities where your loser father is a hot shot celebrity, there's probably a least...at least a few where your sister's probably on some lame reality show."
"Go back!" Morty insisted. "I want to see."
With a groan of irritation and a roll of his eyes, Rick reluctantly switched back a few channels and blinked. "Holy shit, that is Summer."
"D-do...do you think that's our Summer?" asked Morty.
"Could be," said Rick, who then slipped a device out of his pocket and pushed a few buttons. "Let's see. Increased levels of seratonin, cortisol and...ew, Summer...dopamine, a very weird, stupid, and confusing fixation on jello...yup," he slid the device back into his pocket, "that checks."
But Morty's attention had shifted away from the TV and toward Rick's pocket. "H-hey," he said, frowning, "what was all that? W-what was that thing?"
"Don't....don't worry about it, Morty," said Rick.
"W...wait a second," Morty continued, "h...how could have known that? And h-how would that apply, anyway, don't they tape these things way in advance? A-actually, the more I think about it, there are some really big flaws in this whole concept--"
"S-shut up, Morty," said Rick, "it's interdimensional cable, it doesn't need to make sense." He finished it was another impressive burp. "Now just...just sit back and...watch your sister lose at this dumb reality game show. I gotta tell you, we've only been watching this for a few seconds, but I'm already really rooting for this Chip guy."
[[ establishy and all that because this is literally just me being a giant fucking nerd. ]]
Morty, however, seemed a little more perceptive.
"H-hey," he stuttered, leaning forward a little, "w-wait, Rick, go back. I-I think....was that...was that Summer?"
"Probably, Morty," said Rick, interrupting the words with a burp in between. "Infinite dimensions, remember? If there's..." Another belch. "If there's realities where your loser father is a hot shot celebrity, there's probably a least...at least a few where your sister's probably on some lame reality show."
"Go back!" Morty insisted. "I want to see."
With a groan of irritation and a roll of his eyes, Rick reluctantly switched back a few channels and blinked. "Holy shit, that is Summer."
"D-do...do you think that's our Summer?" asked Morty.
"Could be," said Rick, who then slipped a device out of his pocket and pushed a few buttons. "Let's see. Increased levels of seratonin, cortisol and...ew, Summer...dopamine, a very weird, stupid, and confusing fixation on jello...yup," he slid the device back into his pocket, "that checks."
But Morty's attention had shifted away from the TV and toward Rick's pocket. "H-hey," he said, frowning, "what was all that? W-what was that thing?"
"Don't....don't worry about it, Morty," said Rick.
"W...wait a second," Morty continued, "h...how could have known that? And h-how would that apply, anyway, don't they tape these things way in advance? A-actually, the more I think about it, there are some really big flaws in this whole concept--"
"S-shut up, Morty," said Rick, "it's interdimensional cable, it doesn't need to make sense." He finished it was another impressive burp. "Now just...just sit back and...watch your sister lose at this dumb reality game show. I gotta tell you, we've only been watching this for a few seconds, but I'm already really rooting for this Chip guy."
[[ establishy and all that because this is literally just me being a giant fucking nerd. ]]
