Disclaimer: Ratchet and Clank are owned by Insomniac Games.


I've only seen a few cut scenes from the PS4 game, so if I have some details wrong, I'm sorry, I'm kinda a noob right now Ratchet and Clank PS4 Reboot/Remake wise, since I used the wiki for a resource.


"Are you certain?"

"Of course I'm certain! Why are you questioning my intelligence?"

"Qwark... She's smarter than you."

"Which is why we should keep an eye on her. She could turn into another You-Know-Who."

"I don't think so."

"You never really know, Ratchet. Even heroes can become villains. Nefarious is a prime example."

"I'm with Cora, sorry Ratch."

"This is highly illogical. Elaris is not another Nefarious, she even vowed to never be like him."

"Sorry, Clank. It's three to two. You and Ratchet can keep your opinions, but just wait untill Elaris stabs you two in the back."

Elaris's hands shook in anger as she quietly slipped away from the doorway of the conference room and walked back to her quarters with her eyes set on the cold metal floor.

"It's three to three, Qwark. Elaris has a say in it even if she's not sitting here."

Qwark simply scoffed as Ratchet continued to argue against his thought.

"Elaris has no say if she isn't saying anything now. And Clank doesn't have any proof that she said that."

Clank squinted his eyes as he replayed Elaris's words thanks to the auditory recorder system built into just about every robot in the universe. When the few words were said, Cora and Brax exchanged glances as Qwark continued to try and prove his point across the two.


"He's wrong. I'll never become another Nefarious!" Elaris fought back breaking any items due to not wanting to make a scene since it would only make Qwark push his stupid ideas to Clank and Ratchet, which would most likely result in Qwark crying like a spoiled eight year old girl over a tiny scratch that Ratchet's claws would leave on at least his face.

"Miss Elaris. I know you heard the argument, and I do believe you heard Ratchet and I taking your side."

"Thank you, Clank... You didn't have to, but I'm... I'm glad you did." Elaris gave a small grin before her face fell in defeat and she sat cross-legged on the floor.

"How could he say something like anyway?"

"How he usually does, saying it before he thinks about the consequences."

A few moments passed between the two until Elaris noticed that her left hand had something restraining her fingers against some sort of metal. Upon looking down, she saw the warbot defect's three digit hand giving a reassuring grip. Something told Elaris in the back of her head, that no matter how many problems that were ahead, she has someone to hold her hand along the way.


Welp... I really liked working on this.

Where I feel that I succeeded: Dissing on Qwark and the Claris part. Dissing on Qwark is easy

Where I think I failed: Elaris. She's just a character I don't know well enough to know her character.

So, now Imma go play with Circuit now! Woohoo! *Runs away to a mountain sized pile of Clacuit fics*

~Jak Cooper the Lombax