Based around/ after the third Ratchet & Clank game ~
Just a short 2 part story I wrote right after I finished the game (again)
Enjoy, comments and favs are greatly appreciated.
Phoenix © Lombnut
Ratchet & Clank © Insomniac games
'I hate you...' Clank thought for himself as he gazed upon the lilac cladded cazar girl.
She was flirting with him, laughing happily, both of them holding hands in the corridors of the Starship Phoenix.
He really couldn't help but to feel bitter and angry... He couldn't blame Ratchet thought, no, he never could...
He didn't know what Clank felt towards him, so he was not the one to blame ~
It was all that girl's fault.
-o-o-
Ratchet and Clank were just relaxing in their room aboard the Phoenix,
giving themselves a well needed rest after defeating Dr Nefarious and saving the galaxy for the third time.
Clank was playing one of the Qwark vid comics, while Ratchet was sipping on a coke and sitting there watching.
Usually Clank would always be one hundred percent focused on the task he was doing (unlike Ratchet),
but not this time... no, this time all his focus was on his fuzzy little friend.
He noticed that Ratchet looked a bit nervous, biting his lower lip.
Clank was on the edge to beat his high score, but being the humble robot he was, he intentionally jumped of the platform and...
"HA! Uhm... I mean ... sorry that you died, Clank," he said, looking a bit regretful for his sudden outburst.
"It's my turn now. Hey, wanna see me beat the time record on Arriba Amoeba?"
Clank just gave him an a small smile, moving over so Ratchet could get his eager hands on the controller.
Instead of watching Ratchet showing off in the game, Clank was once more drawn to observe the lombax himself.
Adorable, fuzzy ears, beautiful, shiny green eyes, perfectly crafted lips and a soft fur to die for.
The robot sighed. He asked himself when he started to feel this way for his friend, without remembering when or why.
It might have been when Dr Nefarious kidnapped him... His mind was always being there on Ratchet,
knowing he was going to save him, but as slowly as time went by, his mind went other places with Ratchet...
He was not only saving him this time, no, he took his small robotic body in his arms,
hugging him tightly and then gave him a soft kiss on his cheek, and in his ear he carefully whispered...
'I love you Clank...'
-o-o-
He blushed a little, shaking his head to rid his mind of those thoughts.
What did she have that he hadn't?
He had known him longer, they had always been together, sharing all their adventures and thoughts.
Ratchet could always talk with him about his dreams, knowing Clank would never laugh at him.
And then she came into the picture, stealing him away from him just like that in the span of a moment.
"Stupid Sasha..." he mumbled to himself.
He had this question he wanted to ask the lombax, it' had been bothering him for a while now.
But he was afraid of what the answer might be... perhaps he was better off not knowing.
The last thing he needed to hear was that she was like a soulmate to him...
-o-o-
"YEAH! I GOT MAAAAD SKILLS BABY!" Ratchet shouted all of a sudden, making Clank jump in surprise.
He had just beaten Deja Q All Over Again under 4:45, earning himself a skillpoint.
Clank just gave him an look of disbelief, while saying the usual "Good job, Ratchet."
The lombax placed the controller on the table, smiling a little for his good efforts.
He carefully brushed away the small strains of hair that had been falling on his lap, while stretching himself out.
Clank couldn't help to wonder how his friend would look without all that armor,
having the lombax being there and stretching his muscles in front of him, was sure to provoke some thoughts.
Instead he just let out a small giggle, but it was shortly cut of as he noticed that Ratchet was leaving.
"Where... you going Ratchet?"
He didn't want this, why couldn't he just stay here with him?
"I'm off to Sasha's, but don't worry, I'll be back in a couple of hours." Ratchet told his companion.
"I'm sure you can go techno-babble with Al or something in the meantime..."
That's was it. The question that been bothering him for a long time just snapped out of him all the sudden.
"WHY? What does she mean to you? Am I not enough for you?" he shouted, but quickly covered his mouth.
Himself and Ratchet both seemed shocked, but Clank was also afraid, afraid of what Ratchet might respond with.
"I love her Clank" he said, sounding offended by the question and quickly walked away, leaving Clank behind.
-o-o-
Clank just sat there on the floor, repeating the words in his head.
Behind all that metal surface, it hurt... it hurt inside of him.
Not only did he anger Ratchet, he also made himself look ridiculous in front of the only person he ever loved.
There was only one way to solve this, he needed to talk to Ratchet, here and now.