(Note - This happened before the destruction of the Citadel.)

Rick fired his portal gun and walked through the green portal, now standing in the big Citadel of Ricks. He had a particular place in mind to head to.

He walked to the building that had the sign “Adopt Mort”, taking a swig from his flask before heading inside.

“Sup dickheads.” He said. The other Ricks in uniform turned to look at him.

“Z-037! Let me guess, another one dead?” One of the Ricks working there said.

“You know it, I-033. This one tried to steal my jetpack shoes a-a-and crashed straight into the wall. I’ll need a Morty that’s less re-urrpp-tarded this time.” Z-037 Rick responded.

“Gotcha. Just wait in the uurpp usual room and a Morty will be brought in.” The worker Rick said.