A/N: Hi guys!
Just another little one-shot based around when Ratchet was looking for Clank.
I feel kind of bad because I've been doing mean things to Ratchet in my stories lately, haha.
Anyway, just another 5am story... Enjoy!
Ratchet dropped his Omniwrench 8000 and rested his hands on his knees, breathing heavily. He'd cleared out the area, there wouldn't be another enemy for a mile or so.
The Lombax stumbled over to a nearby tree and slid down the trunk, feeling quite dizzy. The short rest didn't feel deserved, but it was needed none the less.
His stomach had been churning uncomfortably for the past two days now but he ignored it, just as he ignored most aspects of his health these days, eating miniscule amounts solely for survival and on a day like today, avoiding food all together.
It was then, Ratchet's stomach gave a particularly nasty lurch which caused him to get on all fours to try and control the convulsions that made his whole body shudder.
He dry reached then emptied himself of the small amount of food he'd had the day before. He'd stayed in that position for five minutes after to try and regain control.
He sat up and removed his helmet so he could wipe away the beads of clammy sweat.
He thought about whether he should return to Apogee Station for a small rest but eventually decided against it.
He set his helmet back on his head, stood up shakily and picked up his Omniwrench to use as support.
He was a hero who had a job to do.
And heroes don't get sick.