Sullenly.

“O, okay Rick.” Morty sighed, as his grandfather walked out of the house.

Morty walked over to the woman of his dreams and sat next to her. He had destroyed her, and now he had no idea how to console her. What do you say to someone, when you are responsible for killing off everyone she loved? When he thought about it, he had killed almost everyone he loved. Still he tried to be strong for her, to talk to her, console her, but nothing he did had any effect on her. She just sat their in a state of catatonia.

An hour later Rick walked back inside. “Alright Morty, I've got all the solutions.” Walking up to Jessica he stabbed her in the neck with a hypo gun, and injected something into her blood stream.

“I'm sorry Morty.” Jessica smiled suddenly. “I just needed some time to grieve, I'm going to go take a shower, and get changed.” Getting up, the redhead bounced up the stairs light as a feather.

“Wh, what did you do?” Morty asked confused.

“Don't worry about it, I just gave her something to take the pain away. You want some?” Rick offered.

“No! No, you were right. This was my fault, I don't, I shouldn't get to forget. Besides, I, I kind of don't want to.” He sniffled.

“Look Morty, I know it's hard, but you got to buck up. Adam and Eve remember. You finally get to have Jessica, and the two of you can restart the world, make it better this time.” Rick replied.

“Rick, there's only two of us, we, we can't just repopulate the world.” Morty growled annoyed.

“Hah!” Rick laughed at his grandson. “You think I didn't think of that. That cocktail I gave your little friend, did more than just fix her emotional issues. She's super fertile now, one night with her and she'll get impregnated. A month later, boom, kid. And before you question me again, yes, I even mitigated the effects of hormonal imbalance. Her body will recover in as little as six months, then you can knock her up again.”

“What about **** being a genetic nightmare?” Morty asked confused.

“Ah geez Morty, you think I wouldn't think of that? You don't give grandpa Rick enough credit. I infused a genetic resequencer into the cocktail. It will ensure stability and variety to the off spring, so that genetic abnormalities won't cause issues.” Rick sighed.

“But Rick, how are we suppose to run an entire city?” Morty asked.

“Glad you asked. Jarvis!” Rick called to the door.

A large endoskeleton walked into the room causing Morty to scramble out of his chair. The menacing robot Stood about six feet tall, with a shiny silver metal frame. The menacing skull with its glowing red eyes stared at Morty for half a second, and he thought it might kill him.

“Good day to you, I am Jarvis.” The robot said in a polite voice.

Rick smiled at Morty. “Jarvis is a self replicating architect bot. He will create a factory, and replicate other robots to serve the functions of the city. You know, clean it up, keep the lights on, that kind of thing.”

“Oh uh, hi.” Morty smiled nervously.

“Now look Morty, I've done what I can. You're going to have to be a pioneer Morty. Give hope to a species that's been wiped clean. Now get up there and fuck that little redhead's brains out.” Rick smiled.