#〘𝙽𝚘𝚝 𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗 𝚛𝚙〙

[nihilistic-rick]

It has been two days since their disappearance, and in those two days, Nihilistic had held himself locked up in his lab. The only thought was finding them, bringing them home safe. It was the only thought that consumed them, day and night. Part of him felt guilty for not being there, for not protecting them. If anything happened to them, he would never forgive himself.

Nihilistic knew that there was attention drawn to them, since they started hanging out. He was fully aware that others were curious and some even judgmental. Others were supportive and then there were others that were just not having it.

It was like seeing oil and water mixing together, the two changing physical substances, and separating. They were not to belong together. They simply didn't mix.

"Again..." His exasperated voice was heard inside the empty lab as he stared at the screen before him, watching the red dots scramble about. "Re-routing, coordinates. Tracking... Tracking... Tracking... "

Taking a seat in one of the empty chairs, he ran a hand through his hair, and let out a sigh. He hadn't been sleeping well either. When was the last time he ate something or even drank something other than liquor and coffee. Shoving their hands in his lab coat, he felt something inside of it, and pulled out the rosary.

Richard's rosary.

In his hand he turned it over, looking at the crucifix. Nihilistic was no praying man, he didn't believe in a lot of things especially in God, and let alone the religion that is Catholic. Yet here was he hunting down a man who did believe in these things.

"I'm sorry Richie..." He murmured as he still held onto the rosary in hand, and let his head fall into the other hand, leaning back in his chair. The computers beeping the only sound for the time being. "Tracking.... Tracking.... Tracking...."

The silence was interrupted by the labs doors opening, the familiar whooshing sound, making him sit up and pocketing the rosary, he heard footsteps, accompanied by the most annoying voice ever.

"Hey good looking, need some company?"

"Incubus... I see you're ready to cause more trouble..." Nihilistic looked over at them and gave them an annoyed look.

"Trouble? I'm offended. How dare you asshole."

Making a disgruntled noise, Nihilistic turned to look at Incubus, who was standing there with a smug smirk. "So have you found them yet genius ?"

"Does it look like we've found them ?" Nihilistic practically snarled at them, his exhaustion getting to him at this point. "No fuckface that's why I'm asking you !"

"Not this again ! Look did you just come down here to bother me or what ?" Nihilistic held Incubus's gaze as he waited for their answer. "Sorry.. sorry it's just .. we need him back .. " Incubus sat in a chair, his face just as tired looking as Nihilistic's own. "I know we do..." He replied as he turned in his chair to face Incubus.

"You look like shit... That Chef guy did a number on you..."

"Yeah well it was to do something about it and or get Richard killed on the spot."

"Fuckin' Hivemind bitch taking him..." Incubus paused as he looked over at Nihilistic. "You want to know what they're calling you around these parts because of her .." A shit eating grin was on their face as he watched Nihilistic.

Raising an eyebrow at the other, Nihilistic looked at them."Do I really want to know..."

"Yes."

"..... What."

"Guard dog pfft hahah."

"Ugh... Great...more names..."

Nihilistic would show them just how much of a guard dog he would be for them, once he got his hand on those that took him.

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This evening just had to be a shit show. Didn't it. It just couldn't be calm, no, they had to push my buttons, just when things were getting better, what am I saying, they probably won't even talk to me after this...

My only regret is having shown that side, especially in front of him. What if this was all some scheme to drive a wedge between us... Us. Is there even an us...

Tearing the surgical tape with his teeth, he tucked it in tight. Needless to say his right hand was going to be hurting for the next few days. Flexing his fingers, he sighed as he let his head fall back against the bathroom wall, and slumped downwards. The bathroom sink was covered in blood, and gauzes, along with stitches and scissors laying in the sink. The impact of his knuckles meeting skull has split his knuckles open.He can't even remember when was the last time he was in an actual fist fight. Closing his eyes and pinching the bridge of his nose, he began to recall.

Diane, University years, some assholes were trying to pick her up at the bar. He remembered the bruising on his left eye and broken molar he got from breaking it on his tongue ring.

"Shit.. " He exhaled, as he looked up at the bathroom ceiling. All he could think about was their face, the way they looked at him. Disappointment. Complete disappointment. Nihilistic let out a growl of annoyance as he remembered the other Ricks taunting him, although two of them were just fucking around, while the other one meant to start shit on purpose.

Could he and that Jerry vamp be working together ? No, it seemed like a long shot and that one particular Rick seemed liked he worked alone when it came shitting on people. Pushing the thought out of his mind, he stood up and walked into the living room, went to the liquor cabinet and poured himself a drink, and reached for his smokes, and sat on the couch.

I should give him some space after this... I'm sure he won't want to see me soon after this...

"Guess it's just you two and I, this evening..."

Marry Jane and Mr. Jameson, were some of his closest friends whenever he was by himself. Even though there was that third person on his mind, lingering in there, always at the forefront of his thoughts.

[nihilistic-rick]

Taking the potion in her hand, she looked at it and eyed it a bit suspiciously at first. She ran it through some tests and found that it indeed would turn her back to her true former self. She sighed happily, things will be good from now on.

Not wasting time, she uncapped it and drank it. What was once her petite frame and luscious curves, now transformed into male anatomy. Lean, hard muscle, and a "third leg" was now there, along with scruffy facial hair.

He stood naked in his lab, and looked down at himself. "Oh thank goodness, everything's there, balls and all." He sighed in relief, and tossed the vial into the trash. "I'm sure going to miss the twins though..." Nihilistic muttered as he reached for his lab coat and put it on. But most of all he was going to miss the girls, the ladies that had shown him how to do the ropes of being a lady. Well, ladies and gentlemen he should say

"I gotta do something nice to show my appreciation for them gals, real class acts if you ask me." He murmured as he padded barefoot through the lab, and made it to the doors to take the elevator. Though he enjoyed being a girl for once, he was already making a formula in his head to make a serum with.

Maybe once in a while he can be one of the girls and hang out with them soon.

"NIHILISTIC RICK IS BACK BABY !!"