A Language all Their Own
An AU where Morty is mute.
An alternate universe where Morty is even more isolated and alone due to his inability to communicate easily with other people. Where Beth and Jerry who love their child and learn sign language for him still talk about it like its this awful secret and seem almost awkward to talk with Morty. Where Summer is an older supportive sister who sneaks into Morty’s room to talk with him and to let him rant on about how angry he is about how its not a big deal about how its not this awful thing. Just, lonely isolated Morty growing up in silence because so very few people bother to even try talking to him.
Until Rick shows up.
Rick has seen other Ricks and there Mortys and although he knows its useful hes not fond of the idea of lugging around a hormonal whiny teenager, but recently he’s had one to many close calls with everything from other Ricks to more then a few unfriendly alien groups, so he swallows his pride and decides to phone Beth. When he shows up he’s already picturing the massive headache he’s gonna have from a squeaky voiced self righteous teenager.
Until he actually meets Morty. And the kids quiet. Real quiet, watching Rick with this annoyed look while he probes for info, but Morty doesn’t respond and finally Rick gets annoyed. “Not talking huh?” There’s this empty silence before Beth whispers into Rick’s ear explaining that Morty is mute like its some dark secret that can’t be said out-loud and Morty storms out. It’s probably the worst first impression you can get.
And yet, Rick drags Morty on adventures anyway. Because he needs those sweet brainwaves. But the whole thing is always bathed in awkward silence with Morty usually gazing out of the window. Morty is amazed of course, who wouldn’t be? But there’s a wall between the pair and sooner or later someone has to step forward and knock it down. Surprisingly… It’s Rick.
It happens after a successful adventure. Morty who’s begun to get into the swing of things managed to save there asses and Rick earned a huge hunk of cash. To celebrate he takes the kid out to the one place he’s sure they’ll have fun. Blips and Chitz. Morty is like a monkey on steroids tugging on Rick’s sleeve and pointing to games or just dragging the inventor over to things that interest him. By the time the pair leave, they have a crowd cheering their names and the new high-score on Roy.
After that, the awkward silence isn’t awkward anymore. And Rick realizes, he’s got himself a good Morty, and he doesn’t wanna loose that. So he starts learning sign language so he can better communicate with the kid. He figures it should not be too hard for a genius like him to master. And in the mean time he takes to paying closer attention, as it turns out Morty has been slowly developing his own body language just for Rick. Certain looks and gestures no one else would understand make PERFECT sense to Rick. A tug here, a calculated glance there, each have worlds of meaning behind them but only Rick can understand.
And when Rick learns sign language, it starts to go farther. Because there are many alien words and things that don’t exist in sign language, so Rick and Morty start to make there own. Before long there able to carry entire conversations just between the two of them in total silence around the dinner table. And Morty… Loves it. Rick never treats his disability like a dark secret or something to be ashamed of, and he never avoids talking with Morty because of his own issues with the language barrier. Instead Rick broke down that barrier and built a whole new language for the pair to share. It’s a language all their own.