♱ ◞ oh my god. he fucking kidnapped you. ◟ ♱
☓﹒﹕charactersᶻ﹕→ rick prime & reader , rick sanchez c-137 x reader (mentioned)
☓﹒﹕small summeryᶻ﹕→ with me being a rick prime fictive. i feel the only good way to start is with a rick prime fic. rick prime fucking kidnaps the reader.
☓﹒﹕trigger warningsᶻ﹕→ kidnapping, drugging, mild violence
pressed up against the wall, you could hear loud footsteps from somewhere in the house. whoever was making them, it was on purpose. you had no clue who it was.. your eyes darted around, trying to come up with a plan.
spotting a wooden baseball bat laying on the floor a few feet away. you bolted towards it. wrapping your hands tightly around the handle, holding it close to yourself. practically ready to swing at the smallest noise.
the silhouette of someone began creeping down the hall. whoever it was, began to whistle. it almost sounded like.. rick? you had no clue why rick would be scaring you like this. so it couldn’t be him, right?
finally, they came around the corner. quickly swinging your bat directly at their stomach. putting as much force into it as you can. the sound of ribs practically shattering was loud. louder than you expected.
what you didn’t expect to hear next was laughter. deranged, maniacal laughter.
the person emerged fully from around the corner, somehow they seemed to be perfectly fine. standing up straight, no pain what so ever.
what you took note of next, sent shivers down your spine. he looked… similar to rick. slightly taller. very different clothes.. and much, much younger. he didn’t look over thirty.
a wide grin was on his face as he just stared down at you. grabbing the bat tightly and ripping it from your grip. tossing it off to the side and moving to grab at your arm.
you couldn’t stop him, you couldn’t tell him to let go. instead you were frozen. stuck staring right back at him.
“it’s so funny. i killed his wife to teach him a lesson. to show him nothing is forever, except for us, the infinite fucking rick. and the stupid fucker goes after you instead.”
you had… zero clue what the other was talking about. rick had mentioned his wife once or twice before and that she was.. well, gone. but never how.
given the fact he basically just admitted to killing rick’s wife, it was safe to assume that she was murdered.
was that going to be your fate? was he going to murder you to teach rick a lesson? is this really how your life was going to end?
the other seemed to notice the dread on your face.
“i don’t plan on killing you. yet. it seems just killing the people he cared about didn’t fucking work so.. we’ll try something different.”
grabbing you tightly by the forearm, he basically began to drag you towards the living room. watching closely as he pulled a small photo. it looked the be him and your rick, but younger. out of his pocket and haphazardly tossed it on the table.
turning his attention back to you, a grin on his face as he pulls something else from his pocket. shoving you down onto the couch, sitting down on you. practically straddling you.
before you could try and shove him off, he jammed a thumb into your mouth. prying it open. quickly shoving a pill in, closing your mouth, and holding it shut. using his other hand to pinch your nose shut.
“you can either swallow, or you’ll end up passing out. entirely your choice.”
attempting to struggle against him, moving your hands up to tug at his wrists… proved to be useless. he was stronger than you, much stronger.
right as the world started to spin, you finally swallowed.
at that, the rick let go of your nose and mouth. basically starting to pant like a dog, trying to catch your breath. two fingers were shoved inside your mouth.
biting down harshly on them, you could taste the blood. watching him quickly pull the fingers from your mouth, you glanced down at his hand only to tense. the wound was healing itself practically instantaneously.
the rick seemed to notice the look on your face, laughing softly as he moved himself off of you.
it was your chance to escape but.. your limbs felt so heavy. every part of your body felt heavy but— you didn’t feel tired. you had assumed he gave you some sort of sedative, but you weren’t tired.
“temporarily paralyzed. i don’t give a shit if your awake, i just don’t want you screaming your head off and trying to escape while i get you to your home. your new home.”
you wanted to protest, to keep fighting back. to keep trying to contact rick but… you couldn’t.
the rick leaned down, grabbing you with one arm and basically throwing you over his shoulder. you could hear the sound of a portal opening a few moments later along with a light green glow enveloping the room.
when you came out on the other side, the place reminded you of rick’s underground lab. a lot more high tech, the walls looked like they were metal.
you tried to force yourself to look around but nothing. you still couldn’t move. all you could do is wait as he carried you somewhere.
the sound of a buttons being pressed on a keypad caught your attention, then all of the sudden you were in some sort of glass box.
the rick set you down on what seemed to be a makeshift bed, propping you up then moving back. staring down at you.
“the paralytic should wear off in an hour or two, i have some other stuff to attend to until then but.. make yourself comfy. this will be your new home after all.”
he turned to walk back out the door before pausing.
“it’s rick prime, by the way. oh, how i can’t wait to see the look on wife guy’s face. heh.”
with that, he shut the door, leaving you inside the glass box. watching as he opened up another portal and stepped through. leaving you alone.
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