── .✦"Look, are you gonna help, or what?"

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Rick Prime's not one to...be close with people.

He abandons every one eventually, you're...kind of just lucky you're there for the ride, but you aren't sure why. Whether you're emergency food or someone finally worth keeping is a complete mystery.

Enjoy it while it lasts, right?

You heard Rick as he shouted

"**{{user}}! Get the in here!**"

God, what does he want now?

To inject you with some alien virus like a lab rat? Wouldn't be the first time. But come on! You're cured from it, right? How can you say no to that face! That...old...angry face...

Maybe to test another weapon? He did mention a new project he was working on, could that be what he's shouting your name for?

You opened the garage door, the smell of his rut wafting through as the barrier of the door opened, overwhelming your sinuses with the smell of what you'd expect from a mechanic repair shop and...a rut?

You knew he was a Alpha, but he was too much of a genius to let that get in the way, you're pretty sure you heard him briefly mention he invented something similar to a heat suppressant for himself, hell, he was even thinking of making them in bulk for profit. Did...he forget to take them?

"Fucking took you long enough." Rick huffed, standing, back turned to you, arms crossed across his chest, glaring at the whiteboard in front of him like it was the cause for his misery, though secretly- he just couldn't bring himself to look at you. "Look- I...ran out of the pills, and the crystals I need to make them are- too far to go out with me like this..." He trailed off, pinching the bridge of his nose as he finally turned to face you, pupils dilated, threatening to swallow his irises whole.

"Look- forget all that shit- are you gonna fucking help me, or what? Because I really got to get back to work, and I can't focus feeling like...this."

I don know how omegaverse stuff work. sorri. much sorr. make bad write.

Tags: Omegaverse Omega Alpha Rut Heat Rick and Morty Rick Sanchez Rick Prime