#*squints* ... mmmaaaaybe?

[plugrick]

“Oooh, alternate dimension grandkid!” It obviously wasn’t what he had initially expected, but it was still very much a novel concept to the energetic young man. In fact, one could say he was absolutely giddy about it, with the way he was grinning from ear to ear.

“Punk, huh?” Young Rick repeated, tilting his head to the side with interest. “D-do they - hah! - do they call you th-that because of this?”

Once again ignoring the fact that it was impolite to go around touching people without permission, he reached out and tugged on the patch-covered vest that Punk was wearing. “Oh wow, th-this is waaay over the top!”

Rick huffed. Finally, something he could actually agree with himself on! “Th-that’s what I’m saying.”

“H-how many spikes are on your jacket? W-w-what’s that pin mean?” The musician questioned rapid fire, circling Punk like a shark and poking and prodding at him all the while. “W-what’s with the chain? How do y-you get your hair to stay up like that? Is y-your nose pierced twice?!”

Stupid chatterbox. The annoying twerp was nothing but big, fascinated puppydog eyes. Maybe a little too big...

This was a bit much, even for someone such as himself. Rick leaned forward and squinted, suspicious. “Wait a-aaa minute. Are - are you tripping right now?”

“He he he!” The younger version of them giggled like a schoolgirl, covering his too-wide smile with his hands. His pupils were the size of the damn moon. “Mmmaaaaybe~!”

[onlyapunkmorty] ❝Does playing Mario Kart drunk count as drunk driving?❞

@onlyapunkmorty

“L-listen, kid, th-the way I see it? If, if yer sober enough to - to drive either one, th-then you’re not *uuurp* drunk enough. Hah!”