What shall he do first?
Make a new portal gun? Find Morty? Make some kick-ass weapons?
The other two would have to wait, he figured. He should just start with a knife gun. Gun knife. Something that shot blades.
He's found himself a nice cabin- it's about the size of his garage, plus about 4 feet for bedding. He picked the one with boarded windows, and stole some kit's paint, and already labeled the door.
RICK'S - KEEP OUT
He had used a bright color, so that people wouldn't say they didn't see it. He doesn't notice it' so that same damn yellow until he's at the first K.
The first thing he notices about this form is it's mobility- he's drapped old curtains and bedsheets across the walls and ceiling's of his crib. He feels like he's getting so much more done, even with his helper abse-
He flips himself right side up, and takes a swig from his flask, putting it away and resumes disassembling the knife. He's hanging by his feet, cutting off the handle, and grinds the blade down so it's thinner, more bullet like.
He rigs the new blade into its new, spring-loaded handle, and screws the casing together. Rick picks up his new toy, and crawls across the wall, heading outside, and to the front of his cabin.
"Why don't you give it the first go, M- MORREty?" He pats on his right breast pocket, and stands on his hind legs, holding up the knife with both hands, and presses the trigger.
The blades szooms off, and goes right innto the wood. "BALLISTIC KNIFE, BITCHES!"
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