"Rick?! what the hell did you do?!" Summer shouted.

"I-I'm *burp* sur-sure he's *burp* fi-fine." Rick muttered opening his flask.

"mom and dad are going to kill you!" Summer hissed. Rick waived her off and gave the limp boy in front of him a hard shove. his head flopped to the side.

"*burp* ge-get up Mor-*burp*-ty. lazy little sh-*burp*-shit." Rick glared.

"Rick he's not getting up." Summer said.

"I-*burp* s-see that Summer." Rick huffed.

"i-is that blood?" Summer ask softly.

"r-*burp*-roll him-uugghh ov-over." Rick muttered. Summer knelt beside her brother rolling him over onto his stomach.

"oh-oh my god Rick what did you do to him?" Summer ask, seeing the giant bloody hole in Morty back. Rick, shocked, dropped his flask at the sight.

"m-me? I-I *burp* didn't do anythin-uugghhh-ing." Rick said, feeling for a pulse.

"Rick! Morty! Summer! we're back!" Beth shouts, coming into the house.

"qu-*burp*-uick, ro-uhg-roll hi-him ov-*burp*-ver." Rick muttered. Summer nodded and rolled her brother over quickly. Beth poked her head into the room.

"hey-why is Morty on the ground?" Beth ask.

"I found the little ass hole in my room and knocked him out.... s-so I brought him to Grandpa Rick to wake him up." Summer said quickly. Beth nodded and headed off. Morty moaned softly. Rick knelt beside Morty flipping him back over onto his stomach.

"Ri-Rick? Su-Summer?" Morty managed.

"just *burp* sit st-still." Rick replied. Morty moaned in pain as Rick injected him with something.

"wha-what h-ha-happened?" Morty ask.

"there's a hole in your back. what the hell were you two doing?!" Summer hissed.

"noth-*burp*-thing." Rick replied. "go-ugh-go get him *belch* so-some clot-*belch*-thes." Rick said. Summer frowned but nodded headed to get Morty some clothes. Rick helped Morty up off the floor. Rick hugged him tightly.

"R-R-Ri-Rick?" Morty ask.

"I-I thought *burp* yo-you were de-ugh-ead, Morty. yo-you-you got that *burp* Morty?" Rick glared.

"s-sorry Rick. I-I thou-thought when-en I bum-bumped int0 that thi-thing, wh-whatev-ever it was, I-I-I though-thought I wa-was f-fi-fine." Morty muttered. "be-bes-besides, wh-why do yo-you ca-care i-if-if I was dea-dead?" Morty ask. Rick stared at him, burping and shoving the boy away. he took a long sip from his flask.

"a *burp* Rick with-uugghh-out hi-his Morty-" Rick started.

"y-yo-you c-ca-can get a new Mor-Morty, a-at the cou-counsil of Ri-Ricks." Morty replied. Rick grunted softly, taking another sip.

"throw al-all your *burp* clothes o-on the floor. Summers- *burp* she's brin-bringing you more clo-uugghh-clothes." Rick said, sitting at his desk. Summer snuck him some clothes then headed to keep their mother busy while he changed. Morty pulled his shirt off.

"bu-but that doesn't an-answer the question Rick." Morty said, pulling his new shirt on, then changing his pants.

"Rick wit-without his Morty." Rick belched. Morty sighed, guessing that was the best he'd get from his grandfather.