The day started out like any other. The birds were chirping the chipper toons, the horny toads croaking out their deep baritone, and the methodical laughter of his his best friend… wait, what?
Clank forced his optics open; that was most certainly not like any other day.
He was quick to get up, landing with a soft clink on the concrete floor, and run to the room where the laughter came from.
Just at the precipice of the room's doorway, Clank stopped, hesitated. He knew his friend well enough to know for a fact that Ratchet was not a morning person. He remembered once Quark- who is very much a morning person- came by early to wish Ratchet a happy new year. The lombax did not even get out of bed. He simply threw the thing closest to him at the towering man.
This being said, Ratchet was most likely not going to laugh this early. If he ever did, it would be a soft chuckle, not a full out chackle.
Stealing himself, Clank decided to just go on ahead and look at whatever was making Ratchet laugh so hard.
He peered into the room to see his friend laying on his back, his mouth wide open as he bellowed. His hands were clutching his sides. Just beyond him was a man, Markezean Clank believed, leaning against the was with an air of confusion. Every time Ratchet would peek at the stranger, he would laugh harder.
Clank watched this for a few moments to let the lombax deflate a bit. When ten minutes passed with no signs of stopped however, the small warbot fained clearing his throat.
Ratchet reaction was instantaneous. He rolled over and propped himself up on his elbows. When green eyes meet green optics, the lombax smiled widely and pointed at the man who had slid down the wall in the ten minutes of laughter.
"Oh man, Clank! Do you see that man Clank?"
Clank pulled a face that if he had eyebrows, they would be frowned. He simply nodded. "Yes, what about him?"
Ratchet slowly crawled over to Clanks feet. The bot leaned down to hear him.
"He's robbing us!"
With those three words, Ratchet started to laugh harder than before. Tears even started to mat the fur around his eyes.
"Trying to rob us?"
Ratchet only nodded seeing as he could not speak past his laughing while Clank sent the stranger curious look. He the cleared out his throat once again and addressed him.
"Ser, do you happen to know who we are?"
The Markezean shook his head slowly, still watching the lombax as he pounded his fist against the floor.
"My name is Clank, and my friends name is Ratchet. We are Galactic Rangers."
The stranger blinked a few time as the news settled in. When it did, his eyes widened in horror.
"I am afraid that I have to put you under arrest. So, if you please, turn around so that I can cuff you."
The man nodded numbly and turned. Both beings ignored the third who was withering on the floor next to them as they waited for the planetary officials arrived.
With the burglar carted off, Clank want back to his friend. Seeing that Ratchet was no longer laughing he decided to ask him a question.
"Ratchet?"
"Yeah pall?"
"Have you had any sleep last night?"
Ratchet folded his arms under his head with a grin and closed his eyes.
"Nope!"
And with that final word, he passed out.
Hello
Why am I writing this? Maybe it's because it's one-o'clock in the morning and I'm really slap happy.
Yeah, that's it!
Bye!