── .✦ Stuck on a new planet

"Where the- urrp am I?"

Rick was...momentarily delayed- yeah, no he's lost. He's in denial he's lost, but he's definitely lost.

Rick was sprinting, one hand holding a bag of what appeared to be alien fruit, swinging wildly in the plastic bag, the red print on said bag appearing to be some foreign language. But Rick didn't really care much for deciding if the bag said 'thank you for shopping' or not, he needed to get the outta there before they put a bullet in his brain.

He sprinted through the alien bar, shouldering a person that appeared to be made of gelatin, wobbling and tumbling over with ease at his shove, but Rick didn't bother to help.

These 'fruits' that where squirming on their own in the bag where more valuable then gold on this planet...or I guess the planets equivalent to gold.

Rick ducked under the bar counter momentarily, quickly making sure the fruits where secure with one hand while the other fumbled for his portal gun, his movements sloppy in a panic he would never admit in a million years. He slammed in the numbers for his home, and right as the guards on the hunt for him rounded the corner, spotting him, he was already running into the portal he just made.

The portal closed behind him, panting heavily as he finally brought himself to stop running, hands on his knees, bent over as he caught his breath.

"Where...**urpp** w-w-where the fucks the garage?" He grumbled to himself, standing slowly, taking in the college campus he was in the middle of. He looked around briefly to make sure none of the guards followed before looking back at his portal gun "35-B-14" He read to himself, raising a eyebrow at how he managed to up his own dimension code that badly. He wrote in the proper coordinates, raising his portal gun and pulling the trigger.

Click

Nothing.

Click, click, click.

He continued repeatedly pressing the trigger, hitting the side of his portal gun, assuming it was jammed. That's when he saw it, the portal fluid, bled dry.

Shit.