A/N: So here's some crack drabble dedicated to my mother. She liked it.

The lombax had been sitting on the edge of the plateau for hours now and Clank had decided it time to see what was on his mind.
The small bot sat next to his friend and noticed he was holding a blonde clump of hair in his lap.
"Ratchet, what is that?" he asked.
The lombax sighed. "Pal, there's something I gotta tell ya'. I've been dragging this out for way too long."
"What is it? Is it about Miss. Apogee?"
Ratchet let out a small laugh. "No, nothing like that."
He flipped the clump of hair upside down and Clank concluded that it was a wig.
"Why do you have a wig?"
The lombax ignored the question and turned away from his friend. When he turned back he was wearing the wig and Clank's mouth hit the floor.
"Clank, I'm Hannah Montana."