Peace had once again been restored to the galaxy, thanks to the heroes, Ratchet and Clank, who had not only defeated Dr. Nefarious, but had also managed to stop his maniacal plan to rewrite time with the Great Clock so every villain could redo their mistakes with no hero beating them.
Though his plan and body were both ruined and thought to be gone forever, Lawrence had retrieved his employer's malfunctioning remains seconds before he his ship exploded.
Dr. Nefarious was soon to return and with a plan more evil than anything he had done before.
Currently, within one of the many secret lairs scattered upon the countless planets Dr. Nefarious had scattered across the galaxies, Lawrence, who had spent ages rummaging through scrap and discarded robot parts, had just finished with the final touches on his boss.
"There we go." Lawrence said as he attached Dr. Nefarious' head back onto his body, before he said. "Now to boot you up."
With that, Lawrence, turned Dr. Nefarious around, lifted his right leg back and kicked his boss's butt, causing his eyes to glow red as he jumped forward and yelped.
"Lawrence?" Dr. Nefarious questioned, before demanding. "What's going on? What happened?"
"We lost, sir." Lawrence replied.
"No! Not again! Not again! Not again!" Dr. Nefarious screamed out in frustration, slamming his fists repetitively on a nearby metal table, before he turned to Lawrence and asked. "And do you know whose fault this is?"
"Captain Quark?" Lawrence guessed.
"No." Dr. Nefarious replied, before saying. "I've come to realize now that there's somebody else."
Curiously, Lawrence asked. "And who might that be, sir?"
"Ratcheee..!" Dr. Nefarious began to yell, only for his face and body to freeze up, the gears in his head to jam and an episode of Lance and Janice began to play through his damaged head, surprising Lawrence, not that Dr. Nefarious was malfunctioning, but from the name it was that triggered it.
"Can't you see Janice, we are meant to be together?" Lance asked.
"We are, Lance. We are together. Forever together within the bowels of this King Amoeboid." Janice said in reply.
"That's not exactly what I meant." Lance replied.
As the dialogue and theme music of Lance and Janice played in the background, Lawrence thought out loud, walking up to his boss. "Hmm, it seems I 'forgot' to fix that little head problem you have. Not to worry, sir, I can fix it."
With that said, Lawrence smacked Dr. Nefarious across the face, snapping him out of his stupor and to finish yelling. "eeetttt!"
"That Lombax has been a surging pain in my gears ever since we met. He makes Quark look like a wannabe hero dressed in a pair of pyjamas." Dr. Nefarious stated.
"Begging your pardon, sir. But didn't that 'wannabe hero' defeat you too?" Lawrence asked, before adding. "Three times if I remember correctly."
"So what? Quark only stopped a mere Amoeboid army and my robotic servants. I heard Ratchet on the other hand did the same while in Blackwater City, searching for a way to stop Chairman Drek and his evil plans." Dr. Nefarious replied.
"Chairman Drek?" Lawrence asked, before thinking out loud. "That name rings a bell."
"Focus Lawrence. Drek doesn't matter." Dr. Nefarious replied, interrupting Lawrence, as he then said. "The point is even with my mighty robotic genius, Ratchet took down everything I could throw at him. Both of my Biobliterators, Clunk, not to mention every single minion I ever had, making him the bigger and more annoying hero than any nemesis I have known!"
"And I take it you have a plan to deal with this problem, sir?" Lawrence asked.
"I do. While my body was out of commission, I came up with a plan of ultimate evil. One that will usher in the liberation of robots and the termination of all squishies!" Dr. Nefarious stated maniacally as he clenched his fist into the air. "And not even Ratchet will be able to stop me!"
"Come Lawrence, we have work to do." Dr. Nefarious commanded, evil filled his glaring red eyes, only for him to then say, ruining the moment. "But first, there are a few knots in my neck. I think I need a massage."
"Oh, goodie." Lawrence replied acidulously as he followed the mad doctor who, just by looking at him, could tell another that another threat to the galaxies was soon to be created.