#[[ their normal state is bickering x3 ]]
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Just as Morty's claims had annoyed Rick, the scientist's rant fuelled the teen's quickly souring mood, bringing him very close to the point where he would be ready to throw caution into the wind and start acting out of spite. If there was something he hated was having everything thrown back in his face as a way to make him feel in debt or guilty.
The man wasn't lying about any of it. Morty was well aware of how much both he and his counterpart owed to the Ricks. Their grandfathers had changed their lives, for better and for worse, but neither he nor his other self would ever choose to go back to how their existence was before. However, that didn't give the old bastards any right to use it against them. Especially considering that the efforts in their relationship were anything but one-sided.
Deep down, the boy knew that he could have argued that he and his counterparts were the ones who did more work, but he had always kept that observation to himself. He knew that voicing it, with either Rick, wouldn't have helped.
"Oh, s-sure, because you two do all that o-out of the kindness of your hearts! A-Are we comparing receipts? B-Because I have some myself," he argued back in the perfect imitation of the tone Rick had just use. He shot a glare at them man from over his shoulder and he started to poor the mixture just a little bit more slowly. "D-Do really think that w-we don't have better things to do than c-cleaning up after your old asses? L-Like when you get so drunk tha-that we need to carry you to bed, an-and also clean up your vomit off the floor. O-Or all the times we saved you b-because you can never keep your mouths shut. O-Or when you get all petty an-and start fights for no reason, an-and get us both almost killed. N-Not to mention that we are the ones w-who have to fix all the messes y-you leave behind!"
He stilled his pouring, making sure that he was gripping steadily at the pan before reaching out for the bottle of liquor he hadn't finished yet. Making eye contact with open defiance, he took a big gulp out of it, and then went back pouring the eggnog...even more slowly.
"S-So, Rick, I have all the rights to give you shit b-because you can't be patient an-and not act like the wrinkled dick you are f-for one time!"
This was painstakingly long. It felt like Rick was standing in the same spot forever. Though, he couldnât just walk away. Not when he didnât trust the teen to follow through with a simple task. It was always the simplest of ones that he couldnât trust Morty to handle.
Just thinking of his own Morty ruining every small task that he gave him caused his eyes to roll once again. It seemed to be todayâs theme.
The drop on the counter wouldnât go unnoticed. Just as the sudden irritation that the teen displayed. Which only fueled his own growing annoyance at this whole thing. Damn, maybe he wasnât as drunk as he thought he was if this was getting on his nerves.
âOh, like how I-I and Rick set aside our time to save your and my Mortyâs fucking asses on a daily basis any time you touch something that wasnât meant to be touched?â He snapped back, heading towards the fridge to grab himself a beer. âA-And donât get me started on all of the times you two nearly beg us to come fucking help you out with wh-whatever you need, so donât give me shit for not giving you my time when I do it anytime you ask me,â
Gulping down the alcohol, he burped. âSo can you, please, pour it in faster so we can get on with our fucking day?â
#[ interactions :: Morty ]#&& Rick Sanchez#[ v. Rick Double Morty and Trouble ; timeline split :: Morty ]#advnterccs#[[ for real omg I guess wholesomeness just can't last with these two xD ]]#[[ their normal state is bickering x3 ]]#[[ I guess they are gonna accuse each other back and forth ]]#[[ till the eggnog is done xD ]]
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Attitude Adjustment (My Hero Academia)
Heyo everyone! So, this fic is based off just post the first final exam in season 2! Who doesnât love a good Dad!Might fic with his sons? X3
Tiny trigger warning for Bakugouâs loud swearing. That is to be expected with our petty explosive boy, though! X3
âKacchan! You heard what Recovery girl said! You shouldnât go home right now!â
âShut up, Deku! I donât need to stay the night. I feel fine, dammit!â
âBut you're not fine! Youâre barely moving at your normal speed!â
âI told you I donât need your help, nerd!â
âWell, too bad, Kacchan! Iâm here, so deal with it!â
All might bit down a sigh as he watched the two boys bicker among themselves. It was a few hours after the final exam, and while they passed, both boys took tremendous amounts of injury during the test. Recovery girl fixed them up, and after a scolding lecture about not overusing their quirks, the boys were welcomed to stay the night to heal.
Which lead to now. Bakugou had turned down the offer to stay, despite how drained his body was post Recovery Girlâs treatment. Midoriya didnât want Bakugou to go home alone in the state he was in, and was trying to convince him to stay. It really was a messy situation.
âGeez, to think these two were friends at one pointâŚâ All Might sighed, buffing up into his presentable form as a valuable teaching moment came to mind. âLooks like itâs up to me to show young Bakugou the importance of teamwork!â
Said blonde was just turning on his heels to leave, grumbling about howâd he be fine walking home when All Might pounced, swooping in stopping Bakugou in his tracks. âI am here!â He announced, scaring the hell out of both boys with his sudden entrance. âA-All Might? What the hell are you doing?â Bakugou stammered, barely able to move with the teacherâs hand on his shoulder. âA-All Might?â Midoriya yelped, eyes widening as he looked up at his mentor.
âHahaha! I overheard your little scruffle just now, and I thought Iâd say something!â All Might nodded, his smile dropping slightly into a more somber expression as he looked at the boys. âWhile Iâm proud of you two for passing the finals, there were clear issues with your teamwork. Neither of you could decide what to do when facing me, and in a real battle, that could lead to all kinds of danger.â All Mightâs eyes locked onto Bakugouâs red ones, making the younger boy blush slightly. âW-What? Why are you looking at me like that?â He snapped, glaring fiercely.
âYoung Bakugou, while your technical stills in combat are quite amazing, your attitude towards your partner was atrocious! It seems to me youâre going to need an impromptu remedial lesson.â With that, All Might pulled the blond into his chest, easily capturing his wrists in one hand. Bakugou struggled to wriggle free, but his body was too tired from Recovery Girlâs quirk, leaving him defenseless. âWhat! What are you doing?â He yelled, fighting the best he could anyway.
âAs for you, Young Midoriya. You too need a lesson.â All Might nodded, his smile returning, a glint of mischief to it. âYour strategies and quick thinking allow you to easily assess the situation around you, however- you lack confidence when it comes to young Bakugou here. You need to learn to assert yourself better with this young lad here.â With his free hand, he raised it above Bakugouâs head so only Midoriya could see, wiggling his fingers playfully. âWeâll work on that as well. Now come, let us show Young Bakugou here how teamwork should be!â
With that, All Might wasted no time digging his free hand into Bakugouâs exposed armpit, prodding and poking at the soft skin. The blonde student immediately jolted with a howl, thrashing about as All Mightâs tickly hand invaded a bad spot. âAHHH! Ahehahahhahahahahahaha! Aahahahahhahlll Mihihihhiihihght! Sthahahhahhahap!â He cried, not at all prepared for the tickly trick.
Midoriyaâs eyes widened, a mixture of awe and fear as his mentor tickled his old friend/bully. Wait, Kacchan was still ticklish? He was tempted to make a few notes on the situation before him, only to be stopped when Bakugou squawked loudly, wriggling more when All Mightâs hand moved to his ribs, poking and prodding the skin. âAhahahahhahhaha! Sthahahahhap ihhihihiiht! Ihihihihihilll Kihihihihihill yohohohohohu!â He cried, cheeks flushing a bright pink as he laughed.
âNow, young Bakugou. Thatâs not very heroic!â All might teased, his tone playful as he carried on the tickly torture. Midoriya finally came to his conclusion, walking up to his mentor and classmate. âAhahhahahahhaahha! Dheheehehheeku! Hehehehehehehlp mehehehehe!â The blonde cried, squirming even more when the green haired boy kneeled, hands resting on his hips. âSorry, Kacchan. You need to learn to listen when I talk.â With that, he pressed his thumbs into the sensitive joints, dodging a flying kick when Bakugou screamed.
âAHHH! AAhAHAHHAHAHAH! NAHAHHAHHAHAT THEHEHEHEHHERE!â He cried, his laughter growing in volume and hysterics when Midoriya pressed into his worst spots, a cheery grin on his freckled face. âAHEHEHHAHAHAHAHHAHA! STAHAHAHAHHAHP IIHIHIHIT!â Bakugou shrieked, his body growing increasingly weaker as the tickling carried on, tears of mirth dotting his eyes as he reached his limit. Midoriya giggled before standing up, easing off of Bakugou and patting All Mightâs wrist. âI think heâs had enough, donât you?â He asked with a laugh, nodding towards his classmate.
âHeh, seems so. I believe Bakugou had learned his lesson.â All Might stopped his own playful attack, releasing Bakugouâs wrist and easing the blonde to the ground. Bakugou gasped for air as he curled into a ball, arms tightly around his waist as he giggled helplessly. Tiny explosions popped off his hands occasionally, but nothing too serious. For a brief moment, Midoriya felt kinda bad. âHeh...are you alright, Kacchan? Maybe we overdid itâŚâ He mused outloud, jolting when he felt a hand grab his ankle.
âHehâŚ.hehâŚ.DekuâŚâ The blonde growled from his spot on the ground, red eyes burning bright. Midoriya paled, trying to run. âK-Kacchan! What-AH!â The green haired student squeaked when Bakugou brought him to the ground, pinning him effortlessly. âDIE, DEKU!â He roared, going in for the attack.
All Might was about to break it up when Midoriya squealed, immediately bursting into bouts of childish laughter as Bakugou dug into his torso, leaving no spot untickled. âAHH! Ahahahahahahha! K-Kahahahhahahchahhahahhan! Stahahhahahahp!â He cried, soon finding himself in the same position Bakugou was just in.
The elder hero laughed softly, backing away from the boys as his mighty form began to fade, knowing he didnât have much time left. âTheyâll be fine, I know it.â He mused softly, a warm smile on his shrinking face as he quickly vanished, the sound of Midoriyaâs laughter filling his ears as he went.
I hope you liked it! X3
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