#Collins could be Santa but i need to see him sitting on Santa's lap talking about the smell of grease or something

[vomittedsoap]

Christmas Poll Part II

FIND HMS TERROR POLL HERE

You can choose based on who you think would be the best santa... OR you can choose on who would end up as Santa for the sake of everyone else's enjoyment, whether they like it or not. (and share why in the tags or replies)

Shorter list for Erebus.. John Franklin is excluded because objectively we all know it would be him. It just would. I was there and it was him.

[also if you saw me post this and then delete it.. no you didn't... I forgot to add Collins oops...]

[emiijay]

Chapter Five- Finding yourself in Time (Rick Sanchez and Reader)

I do not own Rick and Morty

It’s the morning of Christmas, you are downstairs admiring the decorations you put up with Beth a couple of days ago. The hot chocolate is warming up your hands as you are sitting down at the table, the cold of the morning nipping at your bare toes.

Jerry greets you as he walks into the kitchen ready to start cooking the Christmas feast.

“Good morning Jerry. Did you want any help with the cooking?”

“No thank you. I’ll be fine.”

You nod your head towards him, gulping down the last of your cocoa and place your mug in the sink, you decide to head upstairs to change out of your pyjamas. On the way back to your room you pass Rick and Morty talking in the hall. You give them a slight smile as you shut your door behind you.

Picking out a black skirt and a white blouse you are dressed for the day ahead. You pick up your phone and put it in the convenient pocket that is on your skirt. You head to the bathroom to relieve you bladder before you head back downstairs.  You wander into the living room to find Morty, Summer and Beth each of them on some type of technology device.

You sit down next to Morty about to take out your phone when Jerry walks in.

“Merry Christmas? Helloooo? My parents are coming over for the first time in years and you are all just sitting here with your faces glued to your devices! That’s it, everything in the stocking.”

Everyone groans audibly and holds their devices closer to their chest. Jerry begins to pry each and every one of them from their clutches.

“Way to ruin Christmas Jerry.”

You look over at Beth as she says this. Summer and Morty nod their head in agreement both becoming bored easily. You place your hands on your lap to try and conceal the phone outline on your skirt. You try to act as natural as possible as Jerry walks past, as you try to keep your phone out of Jerry’s grasp.

Jerrys shenanigans are soon interrupted by the voice of Rick.  The door bursts open and Rick is standing there with what looks to be a homeless man. Jerry makes his way up to them.

“Whoa. What is this? My parents are about to be here any minute.”

Rick just looks at Jerry without any remorse.

“Calm down Jerry, this is Ruben, an old friend. I check in on him once a year and give him a little          -urpp- medical attention.”

Summer and Beth look at Rick with admiration. It all just seems a little out of character for Rick so you can’t help but be a little suspicious.

“Aw, Dad….That is so sweet.”

“Don’t worry about your C-C-Christmas, Jerry. Ruben and I’ll be in my workshop while you have another day in Phil Collins’ proverbial paradise.”

You watch as Rick leads Ruben away to the garage. You follow after in their direction until you reach the lounge room and plunk yourself down on the couch. You hear the doorbell ring indicating that Jerry’s parents have arrived.

You can hear them all talking in the other room, you tune them out as you turn on the TV. You have just found a show to watch when you hear the garage door open abruptly. Rick marches out in a hurry.

“Hey Rick. What’s going on?”

He fully ignores you and strides into the other room full of people. A couple of minutes pass since Rick has walked past. Your attention is now back on the TV, you are completely dismissive to your surroundings as you are lying down on the couch.  

You are pulled out of your trance when you hear Morty protesting against Rick.

“Quit w-whining Morty. Just come with me Morty.”

“Ohhh jeez Rick t-t-this can’t be good.”

You sit up on your knees peaking up over the back of the couch as you see Rick and Mortys figures disappear behind the door. One can only imagine what could be going on behind those closed doors.

You are now sitting at the dining table since Jerry has called everyone in to eat. While sitting there you have become acquainted with Jerrys parents and their ‘friend’ Jacob. Everyone is eating in silence until this Jacob fellow wipes food off of Joyce’s mouth, Jerry’s mother.

You don’t know who these people are that are surrounding you so you aren’t sure whether to feel awkward about this or not. You decide to tune out the conversation and focus on the food presented before you. You find yourself stabbing the bit of ham on the plate when you feel your phone vibrate in your pocket.

You glance down at your lap and pull out your phone slowly as to not bring any attention to yourself. You can see that it is Rick that has messaged you so you unlock the screen to view the message.

Rick: Come to the garage.

He doesn’t really explain why he needs you to go see him but you politely excuse yourself from the table. No one is paying attention to you anyway as they are all far too busy bickering amongst each other.  

You make your way to the garage and knock on the door. You hear an audible groan on the other side before Rick’s gravelly voice indicates you can enter.

You walk into the garage to the sight of Rick standing over the Santa Claus man he brought home with him. He is holding what seems to be some giant syringe about to strike this man in the chest, when the monitor beside him flatlines.

“Rick! What’s going on? Don’t just stand there do something! This man is dying.”

You run up to the table bumping into Rick in the process. You look down at this old man with worry in your eyes, not knowing what to do you look up at Rick with tears threating to leak out.

“Woah slow down there –urrp- tiger. Ruben is fine. Morty is in him right now with Dr Bloom f-figuring out what was wrong with –urrp- him.”

You look at him bewildered having no idea as to what he just said.

“B-but he’s dead!”

Rick looks over to Ruben lying on the table.

“Yup it appears that way.”

Rick goes and sits on an old red arm chair while looking at the computer screen in front of him. You are getting creeped out by the dead guy so you go and sit on a crate by Rick’s feet.

“Oh. Oh, Morty. Strike one”

You glance to Rick as he says something out loud.

“Who are you talking to?”

Rick gestures to the headpiece he is wearing.

“Like –urrp- I said, Morty is inside Ruben. I shrunk him down to go find Dr Bloom so Anatomy Park wouldn’t be ruined.”

“Anatomy Park. What’s Anatomy Park”

“The theme park I built inside Ruben.”

You don’t know whether to take Rick seriously. It does seem like a bizarre thing that he would do.

“Here. Put this on.”

Rick hands you a headpiece just like his. He tells you that you can communicate to Morty through this. You put it in place on top of your head but you have to wait for Rick to switch it on.

“You’ll be able to hear what Morty and everyone else is s-saying. Right now they are in a bit of a ‘situation’ but they should be fine.”

“O…K”

Rick goes to get up of his sofa when his foot becomes caught on the bottom of it. You watch in slow motion as he comes crashing down towards you, sending the both of you to the floor. On impact you close your eyes hoping it’s not going to hurt too much.

When everything becomes silent except for the both of you breathing, you slowly open your eyes. Within seconds your whole face flushes red from embarrassment at the positon you are in. Rick’s face is mere inches away from yours, his body in between your spread legs. Your black skirt has ridden up and is exposing your light blue, laced knickers. Your button up blouse has somehow managed to come slightly undone revealing the matching lace bra.

You try to avert eye contact when you feel something start to poke you very closely to your privates. You know this to be Rick’s erection poking your inner thigh and it’s turning you on. This well-built man on top of you in this intimate position is making your panties wet. You squirm a little out of discomfort which only causes his dick to touch your most southerly part. You bite back a moan as you raise your eyes to Rick’s.

His expression is glazed over. He is looking at you with lust in his eyes. He moves to stare at your breasts then back up to your lips. His tongue comes out a bit to moisten his own lip before you realise what he is doing.

His head slowly comes down towards yours, you can feel his warm breath tickle your skin. He looks into your eyes to see if you have any objections, which you don’t. You lift your head forward slightly to seal the gap and your lips meet.

The caress of his lips are softer than you could have imagined. He tastes your lips tentatively with his tongue, you accept his offer as you open your mouth with a low moan. Your tongues now entwining, Rick runs his hands up the side your stomach sending shivers down your spine. His hands roam higher up to your right breast. He cups it gently giving it a soft squeeze.

You moan from the pleasure it is sending through your body straight to your core. You bring your hands up to run them through Rick’s slightly greasy hair, grabbing a fistful and pulling him in closer. Your kiss becomes more intense as you are both struggling for breath. Rick pulls you both apart, his breath heavy as he tries to catch it.  Your chest is heaving up and down drawing in the attention of Rick’s wandering eyes.

Your nipples are hard and pointed, showing through the thin laced material. Rick pulls the cloth down to reveal your two tits waiting for attention. He rubs his palms over both of your nipples, pinching at them every so often. He is about to bring his mouth to one of them when he abruptly says something.

“Morty, you wanna put that on mute or something? I’m trying to concentrate.”

You completely forgot that Rick was wearing that headset piece, yours fell off when you went crashing down to the floor. He is about to go back to sucking your nipple when Jerry’s figure wanders to the door.

“Ahh, Rick? You in here?”

Rick holds up his hand from the ground. Jerry can’t see you both down there.

“Not now Jerry I’ve got more important things to worry about.”

Rick suddenly latches his mouth onto your perked nipple and sucks hard. You are about to let out a moan when his hand covers your mouth. He looks up at you with a smirk and gestures to be quiet.

By now Jerry has already entered the room and is standing over near the shelves starting to blabber on.

“I wanted to say I’m sorry I ever judged you. Right now, you’re my sanest relative.”

Rick suddenly stops demolishing your breasts and bolts upright. His hair is all dishevelled as he stands up. Not even bothering to hide his erection.

“Relative…That’s it! Relative size!”

He picks up a scalpel and a bundle of dynamite. He transmits back to Morty.

“Morty! Can you get to the left nipple?”

You blush knowing what Rick has just done to you and your nipples. You peak under the table to make sure that Jerry still isn’t there before standing up and fixing your clothes to their proper state. You look down and see Ruben’s dead body and you can’t help but shiver at the thought of him being there.

Rick turns to you and looks you up and down and smirks.

“You up for an adventure?”

You follow after Rick without hesitation. Everything with this man is much more exacting then staying behind. He tells you the plan of expanding Ruben so that when Morty and the girl Annie come out they can be normal size again.

You are heading out of the Earth’s atmosphere when you suddenly have a question.

“Hey Rick? How come you were able to retain my phone number to get me to come to the garage?”

“Duh, I’m a genius. I can get anyone’s number in a 50 mile radius.”

“Of course you can.”

All of a sudden Rick lights the end of the dynamite bundle that is placed in Ruben’s abdomen and kicks him out into space. He uses his growth ray to expand Ruben.  Rick gets back behind the wheel and flies over to Rubens left nipple.

“This has nothing on your breasts . Maybe I should make yours this big”

You shriek in embarrassment and cover your chest from prying eyes. You can hear Rick laughing as he flies into the nipple to pick up Morty and Annie.

“Where’s Dr Bloom?”

“Sorry Rick….He’s dead…”

“Goddam it, Morty! I asked you to do one thing! Now he’s gone and so is pirates of the pancreas”

You look to Rick with your eyebrow raised.

“Pirates of the pancreas?”

“Yeah, what –urrrp- of it.”

A huge grin is plastered to your face as you talk to Rick.

“I love it.”

Hoped you enjoyed this update

Until next time xx