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    “…so, is this place, uh--”

    “Stop asking questions, M--Morty,” Rick cuts him off with a low growl, “j--just take--take it all in, Morty. Enjoy the moment, o--or something.”

    Morty listens. He finds he’s good at that.
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    or : brief moments during the first few months of rick's reentry into the family

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    22 Jul 2026

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    "Grandpa," she starts, "the Asshole Rick—" she ignores Jerry's scandalised look—"he said Morty was his, uh, his grandson? I mean, isn't that obvious? I don't know why he really emphasised that."

    "Oh, yeah." They're so close to the rift; from the edges of her vision, Summer can see the innards of the multiverse, the terrible—beautiful—clashes of colours as it warps around a nonexistent nexus. "Should've p-probably brought it up earlier, Sum-Sum, but—Morty's his actual grandson. Like, in the fucking flesh and blood."

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    21 Jul 2026

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    They had a system.
    The lights stayed off. They were there, in case of emergencies or guests, but outside of those extenuating circumstances, they never turned on. On especially dark or cloudy nights, Kris cracked a glowstick and circled it around their wrist when they walked into the kitchen around 4:00 AM to make coffee after giving up on sleep for the night. Sometimes, the smell drew it out of its room; she'd come grab a cup, and they'd sip the hot, bitter liquid together in silent camaraderie. Usually, Kris drank the small pot alone.
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    It feels selfish, like some violation of the silent pact they’ve made with themself, with Dess. An unspoken agreement to fade quietly from this world, to break away in little pieces over time, make their peace and let the others make theirs.
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    They are warm. A hand on their wrist. Breath on their shoulder. Snores shaking the floor. They are comfortable, and safe, and loved, and somehow this is worse. Because the warmth isn't theirs in the same way the screams weren't theirs; because Kris is a quiet thing, a cold thing, and the pain belongs to them but the fire does not.

    (i.e. Kris and Dess are forced out of their downward spirals and learn to be loved.)

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    21 Jul 2026

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    [Chapter 5, weird route spoilers + additional Krusielle angst/fluff]

    Susie comes back with the ice-cream.

    Thing's will never be the same.

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    20 Jul 2026

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    “Take your medication, Intern.
    Take a short vacation, Intern.
    You’ll be okay.
    You need to know your station, Intern.
    Some alterations for your clothes and your brain.”

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    The Intern gets a job at the hospital, forced to take medication that represses the cannibalistic and extreme animalistic urges that come with being an anomaly
    He wasn't always an anomaly however, and he's struggling to adjust

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    20 Jul 2026