Rick & Morty: Science is Power (SI)

When I came back, escaping the feud between the two I immediately went into ricks garage collecting a few Items on my way. Entering, their stood the meeseeks clothing lying on the floor and a bag of good.

I chose to work here in order to test the purified goods since rick's ship had safety measures that prevent anything from happening if something went wrong.

First up was the gilded dagger. Originally, it supposedly gave its wielder immense strength but at the cost of their sanity. Now, stripped of its curse, it was just a sleek, wickedly sharp blade.

I held it up, admiring the craftsmanship. "Okay," I muttered, glancing at a makeshift target I'd set up—a pile of Jerry's old exercise equipment gathering dust in the corner.

With a deep breath, I lunged forward and slashed at the target. The dagger cut through the dumbbells like they were made of butter. I was left stunned by its power. "Whoa. Okay. This thing's awesome."

I needed to check if this strength enhancement only applied to the metal or if the entirety of the blade was necessary but I could test that later.

Next, I turned my attention to the ornate mirror. It had originally trapped anyone who looked into it in a twisted reflection of their worst fears. Now, it just reflected... or so I thought.

I stood in front of it, waiting for something to happen. "Come on," I muttered. "Show me something useful."

The mirror shimmered. Slowly, an image appeared—not my reflection, but an overlay of glowing symbols and lines, almost like a heads-up display. A map of the room formed on its surface, with a glowing red dot where I stood.

"It's... a tracker?" I said, tilting my head. The image shifted to follow my movements. "No, it's more than that."

The mirror began showing details—heat signatures, structural weaknesses in the walls, even a faint outline of Jerry sneaking around downstairs. I smirked. "Oh, yeah. This can stay."

Then their was the three monkey paw chains, I vividly remembered satin using this in cannon each one granting a wish but in return makes them have brutal consequences. With the elimination of the curse it was clear what it did and the power of it consumed my entire thoughts.

Refocusing I turned my head towards the music box. It had once cursed anyone who listened to its haunting tune to dance uncontrollably until they dropped dead. Neutralized, it now produced a soft, soothing melody that seemed to fill the air with a tangible calm.

I wound it up and set it on the desk, watching as the tiny figurine inside spun. The room immediately felt lighter, like a weight I didn't know I was carrying had been lifted. Even the faint buzzing of anxiety that came from seeing myself dead had completely vanished as if it was never there.

"Okay," I said, leaning back in my chair. "This thing's... kinda nice."

I closed my eyes, letting the music wash over me. For the first time in what felt like forever, I didn't feel like the world was on the verge of collapsing. But I also thought of its uses and potential when facing threats stronger than myself.

I was so absorbed in my experiments that I didn't hear Summer enter into the garage until she was standing right behind me.

"What the hell is all this?" she asked, making me jump.

I quickly slammed the music box shut. "Nothing! Just, some stuff I'm working on."

She raised an eyebrow, crossing her arms. "Uh-huh. And why does it look like you robbed my bosses shop?"

I sighed. "Look, these were cursed, and he's giving them away, okay? But their neutralized now. I'm sure he doesn't mind. And well, they're actually kinda useful."

Summer picked up the dagger, testing its weight. "Useful, huh? Like this thing?"

I nodded. "Yeah, but be careful. It's—"

Before I could finish, she swung it at a stack of old magazines, slicing through them effortlessly. Her eyes widened. "Okay, that's kinda badass."

I shook my head but smirked anyways. "Told you."

Her attention shifted to the mirror. "What's this one do?"

I shrugged. "It's like a scanner or something. Shows heat signatures, weaknesses... stuff like that."

Summer leaned in, studying her reflection. "Huh. Not bad, Morty. Maybe you're not as lame as I thought."

"Gee, thanks," I muttered, rolling my eyes.

Before Summer and I could experiment further another interruption came, Rick barged into the room. "What's this? A secret little clubhouse meeting?"

I froze. "Uh, no! Just... working on some stuff."

Rick's eyes scanned the room, landing on the dagger, the mirror, and the music box. He let out a low whistle. "Well, well, well. Look who's playing with fire." Rick snorted. "Lets see what you got their!"

"Not much." I insisted.

Rick leaned in, grabbing the music box. "We'll see about that." He flipped it open, and the melody began to play. His face softened for a moment before he slammed it shut.

"Huh. Not bad," he admitted. "But don't think I'm not keeping an eye on this, Morty. One slip-up with these, and I'm chucking all this crap into a black hole."

After Rick left, Summer turned to me. "You think he's right? The side effects could still be there?"

I hesitated. "Maybe. But I think I can handle it. I mean, these things were cursed before, and now they're... kinda amazing. It's worth the risk."

Summer smirked, flipping the dagger in her hand and placing it back on the table. "Alright, Morty. Just don't screw it up. Otherwise, you'll have to deal with Rick and me."

As she disappeared from view, I turned back to the objects, my thoughts tangled with their potential. Neutralizing their curses hadn't just stripped away their dangers—it had transformed them into tools. Tools I could wield... or that might one day be wielded against me.

Rick's warning echoed in my mind, power always comes at a cost and greedy people aways came.

But I told myself I was different. With my future knowledge I knew I just had to ensure that, when the bill came due, it wasn't mine to pay.