Morty blushed, his diaper crinkled loudly with each movement. He loved his legs around to and caused a symphony of crinkles before Rick came back. “W-what are you wear Rick?” Morty asked with a confused look.

"Something more appropriate for taking care of you, tyke." Rick said, smiling. He ruffled Mortys hair and picked him up, bouncing him gently. Rick kissed kis cheek and kept a hand placed firmly under Mortys crinkly butt. "Grandpa loves you, bubba." Rick said in a soothing voice.

Morty blushed and squirmed a bit, “Y-you’re acting really w-weird Rick…” Morty said with crimson cheeks as Rick kissed his cheek.

"We both know you are enjoying this and need this, baby boy." Rick said, gently tickling Mortys sides.

Morty could t help but to let out a giggle, “W-well yeah… I-I guess this isn’t too bad…”

Rick began to carry Morty to the garage again. "Grandpa Loves you, bubba." He said. Once in the garage, Rick sat back down at his work station and put Morty on his lap. He then got to work making Morty a bib.

“Hehe what are you making now Rick?” Morty asked as he watched his grandpa get to work.

"Making my adorable baby boy a nice bib." Rick replied, kissing Mortys cheek.

“A-a bib? D-do I really need one R-Rick?” Morty asked with a bright red blush.

"Sounds like you'll need a paci too with all that fussing, Baby boy." Rick said, chuckling.