Ok so I drew a few people how I imagined them, cause ya know I'm bad at describing things and just wanted to give you guys more of a image of them, but feel free to interpret them anyway you want (you/\)

~Alz /\~

~and Ma /\~

Ask if you want more otherwise this should be it. Yeha hope ya liked them.

Hope ya get noticed,

NM_S3533
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You hummed slightly and drifted passed a few tables holding a tray of drinks and food. You placed them down on the right tables as you passed giving smiles to the regulars as you passed. You swayed your hips to the beat of the song that was playing. You moved through the maze of tables to the kitchen and placed the tray away. Alz nodded her head at a table as she exited carrying three trays of food. You rolled your eyes slightly and grabbed a pen and pad.

You drifted to the table chuckling softly as you gazed at the paced dinning room. It being a Sunday afternoon and all, you shook your head. Space was so backwards. You pulled to a stop at the table and saw the odd Rick from a few weeks ago. You pulled on a tight smile and tapped the pen to the pad.

"Haha! Nice you see ya again!" You chuckled awkwardly, "What can I get cha?"

"H-hi!" The Rick said flashing his buck teeth as he spoke, "I would like an Upside Down Umbrella please."

You nodded slightly scribing the order of more alien food out and you turn to the Jerry, still oblivious to the young boy sitting in front of you, "And you?"

"The Claw in the Cup is pretty good." Jerry said tapping his cheek

You nodded and sprawled the order down. You watched as Jerry swung his arm over the boy next him. The boy sat there with wide eyes. Maybe it was because of your exposed cleavage or your the open sides of your dress. Then you realized this was your universes Morty. He had the same faint scar above his right brow. You shook you head slightly.

"This is my son Morty," Jerry spoke up grinning like the idiot he is, "We're on a father-son outing with my friend Rick!"

You fought the urge to roll your eyes. You could careless about that. You tapped the pen to the pad. You wrinkled your nose slightly forcing a small smile.

"Would lit' ol' morty like something to eat and drink?" You giggled leaning forward slightly the cleavage eye level to him, knowing what you heard from L about mortys was they were kinky little shits that get easily distracted by the female body, you were hoping this would work

Surely enough Morty let his eyes waver from yours his face flushing darkly. You snickered slightly drawing your right hand to your face the fabric of the sleeve over your middle finger gracing your lips.

"Umm.... I-I would like an Octilius and a large BlackFire." Morty stammered flushing a dark red

"Sure thing darling." You chuckled scribbling the order down

You were about to drift away when Jerry started talking to you.

"So what's it like in the space, living here all the time is it fun!?" Jerry said his voice filled with interest

"Uuhh.." you were about it speak when there was a loud commotion in the other side of the dinning area

"LET ME GO YA DRUNK!" Alz's voice rippled trough the diner

You slipped a hand up your thigh and your fingers graced the gun hidden neatly under your short skirt. Through your perifial vision you watched as a few of Alz brothers the worked here shifted at their tables.

"I SAID LET GO!" That was your signal whirling around the drunk suddenly found himself in the worst position in the galaxy

Including the one you gripped in your hand twelve guns were pointed at the horned alien. His eyes were wide as he realized what a bad position he was in. He had grabbed Alz's arms behind trying to drunkenly force himself upon her. The small girl fought hard against his iron grip. The hover heels were great for getting around the diner fast, but offered no traction, literally.

"I suggest if ya'll wanna keep your head yous let her go." An adoptive brother spoke his voice gravelly and lowed in anger, "Here in Fregulezi's we don't like our girls being forced into anything they don't want." He clicked his three tongues, "And yous happen to be doing something one of our girls don't like." The horned alien released Alz and she stumbled forward slightly, "Now might I suggest yous be getting out of here and never.. ever return?" He asked words dripping with venom

The alien nodded and scrambled out of the restaurant. You turned back to the table slipping your gun back under your skirt. You cocked a brow at the three pairs of wide eyes at the table.

"Whahaat?" You laughed raising your palms in defeat, "Don't mess with our girls, or any of our family to be exact."

You shrugged at the wide eyes the newbies in the restaurant, the regulars were throughly entertained, or just annoyed that some douche-bag ruined their mostly quiet evening. The music started up again and you smiled.

"You'll food'll be right out." You said hovering away from the table a large grin imprinted on your face