This is more of a random drabble than an actual fanfiction and I'm seriously just making it up as I go, but try to enjoy it.
However, before you read this a few things:
1. I'm listening to Duel of the Fates
2. After reading countless and countless wikipedia and fanpedia articles, I've come to the conclusion that Ratchet and Angela are actually the same age. I find this hard to believe so if anyone can tell me the actual situation then please do. They'll be the same age in this story, though
3. Again, after reading a myriad of texts and deciphering their meaning, I have deduced that Ratchet's height is about 1.5 m/5 feet and Angela's about 1.9 m/ 6.3 feet
The Protopet was vanquished! Using his myriad of different weapons and his amazing skills in combat, Ratchet had singlehandedly defeated the gargantuan Protopet Captain Qwark, in his stupidity, had created.
"You did it!" came a shout.
Ratchet turned just in time to see his robotic companion getting a kiss on his forehead. Angela Cross, their enemy-turned-ally was looking ecstatic as she let Clank down and moved on to Ratchet. The young male Lombax was surprised by Angela's sudden actions, not having immediately picked her as someone to do something like this.
But imagine Ratchet's surprise when instead of a kiss on top of the helmet like he'd been expecting, Angela discarded the whole thing, lifted Ratchet's face upwards and kissed him full on the lips.
Universe froze in its tracks for Ratchet. He didn't react to the kiss in any fashion, but Angela didn't seem to mind as she only continued with it.
In her mind, Angela was slowly becoming conscious about what the #%& she was actually doing... but it felt so good! She didn't want to stop.
Fortunately the pair was saved from the embarrassment, at least partially, by Mr. Fizzwidget, the real Mr. Fizzwidget, who came sauntering in their little moment with loud applauds.
"Ah, I am so happy to see that Angela has finally found herself a decent man!" he hollered happily.
(A/N I thought that I'll portray Mr. Fizzwidget as a kind man and a friend to his employees. So they're all like a big family!)
At this, both Angela and Ratchet jumped about ten feet away from each other, blushing like mad through their coats of fur.
"Um... Mr-Mr. Fizzwidget! This is not what it looks like!" Ratchet tried to explain.
"Nonsense, m'boy!" he dismissed it with a wave of his hand, "This is most splendid! Two of my favourite Lombaxes are together in love"
(A/N I'm sure you get the joke)
"WHAT!?" Ratchet exclaimed, "You're a Lombax?" he asked, turning to Angela.
"Yes...?" Angela replied, sounding confused as well as still very embarrassed.
"But you don't have a tail" Ratchet immediately reasoned.
"No..."
"It seems that you've been paying lot of attention to... that part of her" Clank said matter of factly.
"Not helping, Clank!"
It took Angela a moment to comprehend what Clank meant by that, but when she did... oh, the blush would've been worth seeing...
"Have you been checking me out!?" the female Lombax demanded, not yet sure if she should feel flattered of offended.
"What! No... well, sort of... I mean... it's kinda hard not to with all your..." Ratchet stuttered, at the same making vague motions with his hands.
Clank regarded all this with more than little amusement. He was getting back at Ratchet for all the times he'd teased him about the little pink robot who had (had) a crush on him.
Angela on the other hand was quickly deciphering the gesticulation used by Ratchet. He was apparently referring to her curvaceous body. She was still pondering whether to kiss him again or maybe give him a slap for what he'd said, not to mention, done.
But she was interrupted as the gigantic Protopet behind them suddenly spit something out. Everyone's gaze was nailed to Qwark, who currently regurgitating. A moment later the Helix-O-Morph clattered to the floor. Angela was quick to snatch the device away from the idiotic "superhero" and start examining it with Clank.
Ratchet pointed the R.Y.N.O II at him and growled.
"Give me one good reason why I shouldn't blow you to bits"
Qwark didn't seem shaken by Ratchet's threat as he put on his "hero smile" and replied.
"Because I'm too handsome to die!" he declared.
"Not good enough!" Ratchet continued to growl.
(Finally) Realizing that he had no chance of survival without giving a decent reason, Qwark threw himself at Ratchet's feet and pleaded for mercy.
"Please, don't kill me! I'm too good-looking and successful to die! They would envy me in Afterlife! I'd be shunned and then I'd be the best-looking ghost, but also the loneliest! Please don't do this, I'll do anything!"
That was the magic word. Anything.
"You'll make a public apologize and after that, it's the prison for ya" Ratchet said matter of factly.
Probably for the first time in his life, Qwark was silent, having nothing to say to this sudden proclamation.
"And if you try to run away, I will shoot... without mercy" Ratchet snarled.
This was only the second time the so called captain interfered with his quest to save a galaxy and he was already fed up with it. Ratchet had a feeling that he would be forced to see Qwark again someday and that he couldn't just shoot him, unfortunately.
(A/N I've always strongly disliked Qwark)
"The battery is in backwards" Clank stated.
Everyone looked at Qwark again.
"Oops"
"Imbecilic to the very last" Mr. Fizzwidget shook his head.
He failed to notice the enormous Protopet that was about to swallow him in the same fashion as Qwark just an hour ago. Angela again proved to be the fastest to react and she activated the Helix-O-Morph, shrinking the Protopet to its original size and greatly improving its behavior.
She handed the device to Mr. Fizzwidget and gave the instructions on how to neutralize the other Protopets all across the galaxy.
The Megacorp CEO made his exit, but not before reminding the supposed "lovebirds" of some things that are better left unsaid for now.
"We're not TOGETHER!" Ratchet screamed after the man, but was only replied by a echoing laughter.
"Grr! I can't believe him!" the Lombax threw his hands up in exasperation.
"Would it really be so terrible?" Angela asked in a weak voice.
Ratchet's eyes snapped to the female Lombax.
"No... Angela... that's not-"
"No, you don't need to explain... I... I understand" she let out a small sniffle.
Ratchet facepalmed at his own stupidity. Fortunately, he was able to take out some frustration and annoyance by knocking Qwark out cold. After the babbling idiot had been quieted, an uneasy silence descended upon the two Lombaxes. Neither was saying anything nor meeting each other's gaze. Angela's quiet sniffles was the only thing Ratchet heard, but he didn't know what to do. He wasn't experienced in stuff like this, having grown up mostly alone or in an orphanage.
He thought about it. Perhaps he could... give her a hug or something like that.
With unsure steps, he approached the sniffling Lombaxian female. She didn't react, but took notice of him coming closer. Ratchet took his place directly in front of Angela. He spread his arms wide open, signaling for her to let him comfort her. She looked at him for a moment and then, to Ratchet surprise, giggled adorably and dropped on her knees (due to the height difference) and wrapped her arms around the little fuzzball. She felt extremely contended when Ratchet's arms enveloped her.
"I didn't mean it like that" he said quietly.
"I know, Ratchet. I just... overreacted" Angela told him.
Despite the sweetness of the moment, Clank decided that this was good time to tease Ratchet and help Ms. Cross out a bit.
"Ratchet was quite worried of you when the Thug-4-Less captured you" Clank mused out loud, snapping the two out of their little moment.
"Clank!" Ratchet exclaimed in exasperation.
"Really?" Angela interjected, letting out another giggle.
"Yes" Clank replied, "Here, have a look" he said, producing a screen from his Manifestor. (A/N That's a term I've seen used. I hope it's the right one)
"No! Don't you dare!" Ratchet began, but it was too late.
"Whoa! Did you see that?" Ratchet asked his friend.
"Yes. Angela knows how to defeat the Protopet" Clank replied.
"And?" the Lombax prompted.
"And she does a... terrible... cat impression?" the robot's voice was more of question than answer.
"Aaand we have to rescue her from the Thugs!" Ratchet exclaimed with mild indignation.
"Agreed. We need that answer" Clank agreed.
"And we have to protect her!" Ratchet shouted with not-so-mild indignation.
"O...K..."
(A/N This is from Angela's flying lab... if I remember correctly. Well, anyways it's only right before they go to safe Angela... I think. Damn it! I haven't played the game in so long and I'm too lazy to google)
The screen retracted back to Clank's Manifestor.
"Do you record and film everything I say?"
The screen sprung back to the air from Clank's innards.
"Do you record and film everything I say and do?" was repeated.
"And you edit it!" Ratchet exclaimed, "That's it, pal, you're getting dismantled!"
"Ahem!" Angela cleared her throat, halting Ratchet from soon-to-begin pursuit of his friend.
The male Lombax's eyes darted from Clank to Angela.
"You were worried about me" she stated with a smirk.
Ratchet blushed terribly.
"I just didn't want anything bad happening to you" he said, looking away.
"Aww, thanks, Ratchy" Angela cooed.
"Ratchy?" the new nickname had Ratchet a bit startled.
"Yeah, we're Ratchy and Angie" she proclaimed.
"Hey, hey, hey, back up! When was it decided that there is we?" Ratchet wasn't quite sure where this was even going.
"I decided it just now" Angela said and bent down to press a quick kiss on Ratchet's brow, "And no, no-one's asking you and you don't have a choice" she smirked down at him.
Ratchet took a moment to process all this.
"Soooo, what does this all mean?" he asked finally.
"It means that I love you, Ratchet" Angela said tenderly.
Ratchet was surprised to say at least to hear these words coming from Angela.
"But do you love me, Ratchet?" she asked in a whisper, kneeling before the male Lombax.
He thought about it. He had this odd feeling warming his heart. The indescribable need to protect Angela from anyone who sought to harm her. The want to have her close to him at all times, to be by her side.
"I do, Angela" Ratchet said, "I do love you"
Angela smiled. It was a very gentle and coy smile. She slowly leant forward and pressed her lips against Ratchet's.
They'd be together forever. She just knew it.
As I said, this is a random drabble which I made as I went on. I hope you liked it nonetheless. Do review!