[@ZAVAZggg] Jesse wasn’t typically one to get irritated. Sure, he was a deadly apocalypse warrior who completed a classic quest for revenge, but being irritated to the point he now was wasn’t common for him. The whole situation had him on edge and in constant fights since it began, and the best he had for answers was the fact that different dimensions existed, it was possible to move between them, and a detailed description of quiche.

“No goddamnit!” Jesse yelled “I don’t honestly give two fucks if you want to answer or not!” He pulled a glock he stashed from the night before and aimed it on Zyx’ head.

“First off, I will ask again, what the fuck is happening? This isn’t the afterlife. Have I simply moved back in time or gone to some...other world that mirrors my own?”

Morty, of course, was in a panic. Even after all the shit he regularly went through with Rick, his reaction to situations like this were the same.

“Oh jeez, Jesse. You can’t just shoot him.” He pleaded.

“I can with a motion of my finger. Whether or not I will is on him.” Jesse said coldly.