Comfort.
It was comforting to know that Ratchet was just as new to relationships as he was.
Kiss.
Every kiss either felt horribly awkward, or wonderfully sentimental - usually both.
Soft.
Ratchet's fur was soft to the touch every time Clank 'accidentally' touched him.
Pain.
It pains Clank deeply when Ratchet looks at other people that way.
Potatoes.
Even if it's just a tub of drive thru obtainable mashed potatoes, dinner with Clank has got to be the best dinner Ratchet's ever had.
Rain.
The threat of rusting out here in the rain is not enough to make Clank leave Ratchet's side.
Chocolate.
Neither one of them really liked it, but they got each other chocolate on Valentine's Day regardless.
Happiness.
There is no joy comparable to that which Ratchet feels when Clank smiles at him.
Telephone.
Everytime the telephone rings, Ratchet hopes it isn't someone calling them out on their relationship.
Ears.
Ratchet's ears are adorable; Clank could easily spend an hour watching them twitch.
Name.
The way their names match up, Ratchet quietly thinks it must have been destiny that brought them together.
Sensual.
Only in the back of his mind will Clank ever admit that he finds something as common as fur sensual.
Death.
Everytime they make a narrow escape, Ratchet is grateful that the only death he's seen that day is that of his enemies.
Sex.
The whole time, Clank's eyes never left Ratchet's.
Touch.
Clank is smooth and cold to the touch, but his smile is warm.
Weakness.
Neither one of them can deny that they are each other's biggest weakness.
Tears.
Ratchet's tears are few and far between, but they manage to scare Clank each time nonetheless.
Speed.
If anyone else went this fast in something they built themselves, Clank would have screamed at the sheer speed of it all.
Wind.
Ratchet is glad that their relationship doesn't move as fast as the wind.
Freedom.
It's only after meeting Ratchet that Clank understands the idea of complete freedom to roam in this life.
Life.
Life before Clank is barely memorable now.
Jealousy.
Clank knows he's being petty and jealous, but he wishes Ratchet wouldn't talk to so many women.
Hands.
Holding hands was the whole way their romantic relationship started.
Taste.
Ratchet is beginning to like the taste of metal, though that idea disturbs him a little.
Devotion.
Clank would not give up life with Ratchet for anything in this universe.
Forever.
Thus far, Clank has been the only thing that is forever in Ratchet's unstable life.
Blood.
It never bothered Clank until it was Ratchet's blood, and then, all of a sudden he felt queasy.
Sickness.
Logic says Ratchet will be over this soon, but love says Clank will be by his side for the whole recovery process.
Melody.
Enduring Ratchet's singing in Intergalactic Rock Band is a labour of love.
Star.
Looking at the stars was the only romantic activity they could have where it was impossible for anyone to interrupt them.
Home.
If you home is where your heart is, then anywhere without Clank was not home.
Confusion.
Everyone is confused as to why all of Ratchet's other relationships have failed.
Fear.
Clank would rather be sold for scrap than allow anyone to find out about this, not because he's ashamed but because he fears for Ratchet's dignity should such a thing come to light.
Lightning/Thunder.
"There is no reason to be ashamed of being afraid of lightning, Ratchet, but thunder, I don't understand."
Bonds.
"Just stay with me until the storm's over," Ratcher whispers, and he can literally feel his bond with Clank in the moment the robot sits down right beside him.
Market.
Neither one of them likes to go shopping, unless it's for weapons.
Technology.
Ratchet firmly believes that robots have souls and that his ship and guns all have conscious awareness of the world around them.
Gift.
It hardly matters what Ratcher got Clank, since Clank will love every gift with equal enthusiasm.
Smile.
There is something truly frightening and wonderful about Ratchet's mischieveous smile.
Innocence.
"It's my first time, too."
Completion.
Things are neither complete nor right if they aren't together.
Clouds.
Pointing out shapes in clouds is always fun until Ratchet's mind goes somewhere dirty.
Sky.
How many times has Ratchet rolled his eyes to the sky at how naieve Clank is when it comes to relationships?
Heaven.
That Ratchet doesn't care that Clank is a robot is pure Heaven.
Hell.
Every wound Ratchet has ever received puts Clank through Hell.
Sun.
To Ratchet, the way the sun bounces off of Clank's metal will always outshine the sun, nevermind the technical logic of that.
Moon.
To Clank, Ratchet's eyes always seem to have a glimmering, moonlit quality, even if there's no moon in sight.
Waves.
Even though Ratchet hates water and Clank might rust, the waves of water on the beach are still romantic in a creepy, oh-dear-lord-fear-the-liquid kind of way.
Hair.
In private, Clank brushes Ratchet's hair just because he knows that it tickles Ratchet, and he likes watching the Lombax bite his tongue to keep from laughing.
Supernova.
"Making that star go supernova may not have been the best idea, but c'mon, Clank, you gotta admit all the red is really romantic... and deadly... but mostly romantic."
