"Aw, god damn it!"

I yelled and harshly kicked my (f/c) motorcycle. It fell over with a metallic clank, but still wouldn't start. Not even close. I sighed, pinching the bridge of my nose. This wasn't any ordinary broken motorcycle. It had the ability to lift off the ground, and fly throughout the sky. It had taken me a whole month to create, and without it, it was a pain in the ass to get away from threats on other dimensions, and even on my own.

"Gonna have to go to a whole 'nother dimension, today of all fucking days..."

I growled lowly under my breath. I turned around and started looking around in my garage, trying to find my misplaced portal gun. Eventually I found it under a stack of magazines. I shot it towards the garage door and a neon blue portal opened up. I put the portal gun inside my cargo pants pocket and stepped through the portal. In this dimension, it was like a rainforest. An alien rainforest. It was humid and very, very hot. The tall trees trapped in all of the sticky air. I hoped there wouldn't be a rainstorm as I started stepping over the foreign plants, some looking like they would be glad to have a meal of me. A huge centipede ran across my boots. I grunted and kicked it off, sending it sailing through the air and smacking against a tree with a satisfying crunch.

Another thing about this dimension, it can cause you to have hysteria. I felt unbelievably small as birds the size of a school bus soared over my head. Wringing my hands, I wondered if I would ever find the plant I was looking for. Specifically, it was about the size of an apple tree on earth. I would have to climb it, slice the flowers off, and harvest the leaves. Did I say that the flowers would kill me if I didn't act fast enough? I unclipped my machete from my belt loop and hacked a path, trying to keep my cool.

"God, I really don't need this..."

I said to myself, and maybe to the howling beetles above me. All of a sudden, it started pouring down rain, most likely acid rain. The tree tops protected me well, but drips of the acid rain still hit me and burned my skin with fiery intensity. I started to hurry, running through the rainforest, looking for the tree. I kept running, running, running, until I crashed into something, and hard. I fell on my back, all the wind knocked out of me, and raised my machete in defense. I looked and saw... Another human?

"What are you doing 'eugh' out here in the middle of a fucking acid storm?"

The male said. I took in all his features. He had cotton candy blue hair that stood up on his head. His cold, threatening eyes stared into mine. He wore a pure white lab coat, and the pockets looked like they were completely filled with weapons and tools. This guy obviously dealt with some shit... And I felt slightly attracted to that alone.

"None of your fucking business?"

I snapped back harshly, getting up off the ground, and brushing myself off. I patted the pocket with my portal gun in it, only to find that it was broken in my fall.

"You're a fiesty one, huh?"

He asked.

"You broke my damn portal gun, all 'cause you didn't watch where you were going!"

I yelled. His eyes widened in surprise.

"You? You built 'eugh' a portal gun?"

"Yeah, how else do you think I got here?"

"My portal gun is the hardest thing I've ever built..."

He grumbled and took my portal gun from me. He examined it closely, then gave a burp of... Approval?

"What's your name?"

He asked.

"It's (Y/N)."

Seconds later, I heard a high pitched voice scream like a little girl.

"Rick! Rick! Help me!"

A teenager in a yellow shirt and blue jeans crashed through the rainforest, a giant tiger trailing behind him. 'Rick', or at least that was what the boy called him, grabbed a gun out of his pocket and shot the tiger. It toppled over onto the ground. The boy ran up and clung to Rick, shaking.

"I better get going, I've got my hands full with this one."

Rick grumbled and pried the boy off of him.

"What are you doing?"

I asked, not as harsh as I was before.

"What are you doing?"

He countered. I sighed.

"I'm looking for a grungling tree. I need the leaves and the substance they produce to fix my motorcycle."

I explained.

"I'm 'eugh' looking for the same exact thing."

He replied.

"What for?"

I raised an eyebrow at him.

"I have a ship. Crashed it one morning, once I 'eugh' fixed it up, it wouldn't start."

"Okay."

I slipped my machete back onto the belt loop on my pants, ignoring the fact that I had no way to get home.

"Wh-what's that?"

The boy clinging to Rick asked. He was shy, and obviously more than a little intimidated.

"It's a machete. I made it myself."

I explained to him. His eyes widened and he clung to Rick a little more.

"C'mon, no more small talk. Let's 'eugh' get this over with."

Rick grumbled and started walking off. The boy and I started to follow him.

"Who are you?"

I asked the teen. His eyes grew wide as he fidgeted with his fingers.

"Oh, u-uh.."

"That's Morty, he's a giant pussy."

Rick said, giving Morty a dirty look.

"H-Hey!"

Morty yelled. I laughed a bit.

"C-Come on! It's not funny!"

He whined. I grabbed his hand and squeezed it, then let it go.

"Sorry. What do you guys do?"

"Well, I'm the smartest person that ever 'eugh' existed-"

"Yeah, right. You let that get right to your head."

Rick rolled his eyes and pulled out a silver flask, twisting off the cap and taking a huge swig.

"Is that the t-tree right there?"

Morty asked, pointing off into the distance. Rick narrowed his eyes and stared at it.

"Morty! You're right for once, Morty! C'mon, let's go."

I followed behind the two, grabbing my machete. Once we got to the tree, Rick turned to me and looked me up and down. Oddly, I squirmed under his gaze.

"You. You're gonna climb up the 'eugh' tree, and get the leaves."

Rick growled. He had such an attitude... I'd never seen anything like it. I blinked a few times and looked up at the tree. It was impossibly high up to the first branch.

"I can't get up there."

I said flatly. Rick picked me up with ease, hoisting me up to the first branch, while I tried to squirm away from him. My face was burning when I finally shimmied to the leaves. The tree started violently shaking, but with my low center of gravity, I wasn't budging. But all of a sudden, just when I'd grabbed a handful of leaves, a tree branch whipped out and smacked me right in the stomach. I tumbled backwards, knowing I was just going to splat on the ground harshly. But I didn't hit the ground. I never hit the ground. Two arms wrapped around me and held me tight. I opened my eyes to see Rick, looking down at me, smirking.

"You aren't as tough as I thought you were."

He said, then held me on one arm, using the other to take the leaves I had grabbed and shoved them in his pocket. I grumbled and tried to get out of his grasp, but he didn't let me go. He stared into my eyes for a few moments.

"You're pretty cute."

He said plainly, then kissed my lips roughly. All I could taste was his alcohol as I kissed him back. I'd never been told I was cute, never been kissed. But I liked every moment of this. He pulled away quickly, setting me on the ground.

"I like you too, Rick."

I said, and he smiled the tiniest bit. Morty made fake gagging noises.

"Aren't we supposed to be getting th-those leaves?"

Morty piped up. Rick turned to him and growled lowly.

"Good, great going Morty. You pick the best places to run your mouth."

I put a hand on Rick's shoulder, wanting him to calm down. Morty looked like he might fight him.

"Sh-shut up!"

"C'mon, (Y/N). Apparently we can't 'eugh' wait any longer."

And with that, I was hoisted back into the tree to try to get more leaves.