an idea that popped up at 4 am
Think about Rick giving Morty a Portal Gun as a birthday present.
Everyone’s happy: Rick being a little ashamed of his own actions but still not regretting it; Morty about to cry from happiness.
Why though?
Because that meant Rick really trusted him.
Not in the “you can have my laptop” way…
But real trust.
Portal Guns were something only owned by Ricks. Something that couldn’t be traded or given (unless we’re talking about the old Council of Ricks) since it was something only Ricks could handle and understand.
Not for C-137.
C-137 took the time of study his grandson, took the time to analyze if he was capable of handling things in his own when Rick “couldn’t do it” (most of the times being tests). Hell, he even took the time to think of giving him his own Portal Gun, but he decided it was a terrible idea and ended up making a replica: a clean one, without a history, without dimensions Rick committed crimes in. A new, shiny Portal Gun just for him.
After a long speech on how to use it and what to do and what not, they encountered eachother in a shy, long hug.
Morty obviously thought about all this and that’s where his happiness came from. Rick really trusted him.
Even if he told Morty not to dig into it, he did it anyway. He thought about it all. He thought from the most obvious thing to the most kinky shit he could imagine.
He was so, so happy.
My heart! ❤ I would love to write this out one day. This just made my heart die of pure fluffiness.