Morty is asleep in his room. Having the exhaustion of a boy going through puberty almost single handidly causing Kleenex and Jergens stock values to rise on Wall Street. The sears catalog pages are sticky as can be. Suddenly his grandfather, Rick, stumbles into his room turning on the lights. 

"Morty, wake up Morty, come on we gotta go!" Rick exclaims. Rubbing his eyes Morty is obviously exhausted and confused. 

"What's wrong? What's going on?" Quickly Rick throws a pair of pants at Morty... "I have a surprise Morty, put some pants on and let's go!" Confused Morty tries to get an answer out of the drunk belligerent old man. "Rick you do realize it's the middle of the night? Can't you tell me what you're talking about?"

Pulling his flask out of his lab coat pocket Rick grabs Morty by the collar spilling some of his alcohol. "I, have a FUCKING surprise for you." Before Morty could even agree Rick grabbed Morty by the ankle and started dragging him into the hallway. Only wearing tighty whities and a yellow shirt Morty is surprised at the overly zealous actions of Rick. "Rick it hurts, you're pulling too hard." Without breaking stride or slowing down Rick looks over his shoulder in the drunken stoop-er "We gotta go, we have to get outta here but don't worry. I still have a surprise for you, Morty."

Pushing Morty into his old Ford Model-T, Morty seemed confused. He knew Rick had the ability to portal to other dimensions so why was he driving this piece of shit he thought to himself. Turning on the car and heading down south of Los Angeles Rick looks over at Morty. "What do you think of my flying car... I built it out of some stuff I found in the garage Morty... pretty cool huh?" Morty turns to Rick with a look of confusion on his face. "Rick, we're not flying... you're just driving South right now. What the fu-" Before Morty could finish his sentence Rick flipped a couple switches and before he knew it the old model-t lifted off the ground. "WHHHHATTTT THE FUUUUUCKKKKK!" With a look of excitement on his face Morty turns to Rick. "Is this the surprise?! IT'S AWESOME"

Smiling at Morty Rick looks over drooling on himself. Letting out a loud buuuuurp. 

"Morty I have to tell you something... I had to.... make a bomb, Morty. So I created a bomb...."

Looking back at Rick with a look of horror on his face Morty began to freak out. "Why did you build a bomb Rick?!"

Turning over his left shoulder Rick looks out the window of the flying car. From above the streets of La Cosa Nostra it looked so peaceful, but Rick knew it was. "We're gonna drop the bomb down there Morty. Fresh start a whole fresh start. We'll start over, it'll be great." Grabbing Rick by his lab coat Morty tries to shake some sense into the old man. "Are you crazy?! What's wrong with you?!"

Pushing Morty away and back into his seat in the car Rick attempts to calm Morty. "It's okay, first we have to go get Jessica." Looking at Rick flush in the face and slightly confused. "W-what do you mean Jessica Rick?" Smiling back at Morty. "When the bomb goes off and we start over I want you to have someone. It's gonna be like Adam and Eve. You'll be Adam and..." Morty cuts off Rick "And what?! Jessica will be Eve?!"

"Bingo bango bongo, Morty boy!" Rick exclaims burrrping out a horrendous odor of alcohol. "And that is my surprise to you Morty!"

(To be continued)

Morty frantically rushes over and shoves Rick. 

"You can't blow up humanity, Rick! Anyways... Jessica doesn't know I even exist..." Rubbing his arm and looking around like a child who is embarrassed or in trouble Morty tries to keep from losing his shit even further. Coming over to comfort Morty, Rick stumbles into him spilling alcohol down his shirt. Placing an arm around Morty and pointing to Morty's chest Rick explains... 

"Listen Morty, you don't have to worry about me. I'm not tha ki..." buuuuurp "nd of guy." Confused Morty looks at Rick in confusion. "What do you mean Grandpa Rick? What do you mean you're not that kind of guy?" Rick rubs the bridge of his nose in discomfort. "I'm not the kind of guy that would take Jessica from you or mess around, ya know?" Morty's look of confusion quickly fades and anger mixed with disgust sets in. Rick continues on about Jessica. "She's all for you big g-guy. You don't have to worry about me at all." Morty continues to get angry before belting out "IT'S NOT JESSICA I CARE ABOUT!" Rick throwing the empty bottle of alcohol tries to move the conversation along...

"You're right Morty, let's forget Jessica altogether. Nothing but issues women are." An unbuckling of Morty's seatbelt pierces the awkward moment of silence. Morty can be seen quickly jumping over the seat trying to take the wheel meanwhile a notification on the neutrino bomb in the background calls out "Arming neutrino bomb." Pushing Morty back Rick attempts to fight back Morty. Taking kicks to the face Morty tries to justify his physical assault exclaiming he won't sit back while Rick ends humanity like some dumb person. 

Laughing while severely inebriated Rick pushes Morty off of him. "If you love Earth so much why don't you marry it?! What's gotten into you anyway, you love our adventures. I'm trying to get you LAID anyhow." Morty attempts to attack Rick and demand he lands the flying car. 

"FUCK I'll land I'll land the damn thing. Since when did you become such a tough guy?"

Having landed in the desert South of Los Angeles Rick is unsure where he and Morty are...