(Bogon 8:25 P.M.)

The return to the Odysseus Station was filled with awkward silence. With Mr. Dawers words still echoed in their minds it was hard for either to start a conversation.

After docking they met up with clank who noticed the odd looks on their faces. "What happened?" he asked in concern. "Did something go wrong?"

"Well, uh, not exactly wrong." Ratchet looked away while scratching his chin.

Clank adopted a confused expression while looking between the two.

Angela pursed her lips and left out a breath of air. "He….wants us to get married."

That made the little robot's jaw drop and his eyes open wide.

They went to discuss the matter with Mr. Fizzwidget and he didn't seem to take it well. He paced in front of them with stern look on his face. "I am absolutely perturbed! Merging companies by coercing you two into a marriage is thoroughly unscrupulous!"

"Uh, same here." spoke Ratchet who didn't get the last word.

"Thank god my folks aren't here for thes." Angela spoke rubbing her brow. "If they hear about this I'll never hear the end of it."

"Not to worry, there won't be any marriage as long as I say so." Fizzwidget assured.

"Woah, woah, hold on a sec." Ratchet spoke."I thought we were the last two Lombaxes alive," Ratchet gestured to her and himself. "Why didn't you ever tell me your parents were still alive?"

"Oh, no, I don't mean my birth parents," waved Angela. "I was adopted when I was young."

"Oh, well that makes more sense than I thought." Ratchet nodded. "How did they react when you called them after your time with Max?"

Angela was about to speak but stopped in her tracks. "Gah!" she face palmed. "I knew I was forgetting something."

Ratchet sweatdropped hearing that. "You didn't call your parents after four years?"

"Well there was a lot of stuff going on so it slipped my mind." she speed walked off. "I'll be right back. I just need to make a call."

"We'll be here." Ratchet called back. "Well that's gonna be an odd call."

Angela went around looking for a communication console. Once she found one she input her parents number. She tapped her fingers against her arm to show her nervous feeling.

A canine-like alien with greyish-blue fur, yellow eyes, and a white fur coat.

"Hi, Daddy." Angela greeted.

"Angela! Is it really you?" he questioned with a twinkle of hope in his eye

"Yeah it's me," she smiled at her adopted father "Just thought I'd take some time to call."

The alien chuckled with a tear running down his cheek. "Rosemary! Come quick, Angela's alive!"

"No, no, no! Daddy don't-" she was interrupted by a shrill cry that made both flinch. "Get mom." she finished with annoyed sigh

Instantly an alien similar to her father ran over, but with a more smaller snout, blue eyes, and longer eyelashes if one looked closer. "Angela!"

"Hi mom." she awkwardly waved with a nervous smile.

"WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN YOUNG LADY!?" Rosemary screamed making both father and daughter cover there ears. "YOUR FATHER£ AND I HAVE BEEN WORRIED SICK! I HAVE HALF A MIND TO TAKE YOU OVER MY KNEE, GROWN WOMAN OR NOT! WHERE ARE YOU?"

Angela winced and rubbed her ear. "At work on the Odysseus space station, geez, a recent project came up and Fizzwidget wanted me on it."

"Oh, well why didn't you say so." spoke her mother in a calmer tone as she smiled

"I am so sorry I didn't call sooner," Angela spoke in a sincere apologetic tone as she furrowed her eyebrows "but you know how I get with my work." she chuckled.

"Oh we know." her father rolled his eyes with a chuckle. "I still remember when you worked so hard on your school work we'd find you fast asleep on your work desk almost every night."

Angela chuckled and shook her head."So how are things on Grelbin?"

"Freezing as usual, nothing much is happening right now." her father shrugged. "The Y.E.T.I. are still a pain in the tail, but not as bad as those Leviathan's."

"Well I'm just glad to hear you're alright." she said softly "I never would have called if Ratchet hadn't reminded me."

"And who pray tell is Ratchet?" spoke her father folding his arms with her mother narrowing her eyes in anger.

"Uh….. oh look at the time. Gotta go, I'll try to call more often, love ya, bye!" she quickly ended the call and breathed in relief. "I have got to seriously watch what I say." she went to the research lab where the ARK's cargo was stored on the there was an archaic space suit, sized for a female Lombax in a display case and a freezing unit where the embryos were stored. "Okay let's see. Where are those records?" she questioned looking around.

"You mean these?" asked Ratchet making Angela jump with a start. She locked her gaze on him and saw he was holding a box of cartridges in his hands.

"Ratchet! Don't scare me like that." she panted tapping her chest.

"Sorry," he gave her an apologetic smile and walked out to the room across the hall. "But I got the player ready and I already pick one out "The Brief History of Lombaxes."

"Good, then we can view much more than expected."

"Okay let's get this show on the road." he turned on the monitor and started playing the first drive. The screen lit up and showed a sunset slowly rising up over a planet.

(In the begining planet Fastoon was an wild untamed and chaotic. A primal world where the the strong survived and the weak were left to die.)

They saw a creature on all fours with a similar shade of fur like them walk out with sharp teeth and looked around the forest it was in.

(The ancient ancestor of the Lombax was the most agile and majestic of all.)

"Doesn't look majestic." remarked Ratchet.

The creature spotted a rodent and chased after it. Jumping and flipping over rocks and logs to catch the small animal. It let out a roar as it didn't lose any speed and snatched the creature in its mouth as it tried jumping away.

Ratchet and Angela winced at seeing blood spurt out onto the screen. "Okay, I stand corrected. That was a pretty awesome chase."

(Out of the few predators if fastoon the ancient Lombax was the most graceful. Yet in a contest of most dangerous they were ranked 3rd.)

"Please, I could beat that time easy." boasted Ratchet.

Angela glared and shushed him trying to pay attention to the recording.

(Yes even this skilled hunter was humbled by even fiercer threats such as… the Dienokrox.)

The imaged changed to a four-legged brownish-grey reptilian creature with a beak-like mandible on its upper jaw, sharp talons, a long forked tongue and a tail half the size of its body.

"Woah, now that's a face only a mother would love." flinched Ratchet.

"Now be nice, I'm sure even their mothers have a hard time." joked Angela.

(Reaching a length of 18.3 meters. This cold blooded reptile is able to move at incredible speeds without running out of stamina.)

The lizard ran around faster than Ratchet's Zoomerator charged Z3000 while sniffing at the air. Said Lombax stared at the screen with a slack jaw.

"Woah that is fast."

(The Dienokrox secretes a slippery mucus and has a collapsible skeleton that proves this burrowing reptiles ambition is second to none.)

The Dienokrox oozed green slime from all over and wriggled into a crack between rocks.

"Alright, now that's cool, but also gross at the same time." grimaced Ratchet.

"I think we can both agree on that, yuck." Angela shuddered.

(But speed and agility mean nothing when faced with Fastoon's number 1 predator.)

A shrill screech was heard and a yellow insectoid eye came over the screen making the two viewers move to the edge of their seats. The screen zoomed out to show a giant red mantis with three blade like claws, yellow transparent wings and two digitigrade legs.

(The Mantoid.)

The insect swiped its claws and took a tree down with a clean cut.

"Dang," Ratchet blinked. "Did you see that?"

"It's claws must be extremely sharp and durable."

(Able to level an entire forest, the Mantoid is a ravenous predator that can eat its prey whole, including the bones. It's stomach acid is powerful enough to eat through refined raritanium in seconds. However with time comes changes. Temperatures around the planet began to increase to almost unbearable levels and devastated plant life around the globe.)

"Woah." spoke Ratchet.

Angela leaned in and had her eyes glued to the screen.

(The Mantoids were the first to fall to the ravages of Fastoon's heat era.)

The insects looked dried up and shriveled before falling to the dirt.

(And with little to no shade to cool themselves, the Dienokrox mucus turned into a hindrance.)

The heat had made it dry up on her bodies as they struggled to remove the crusty dried mucus.

"That's gotta suck." remarked Ratchet.

(To survive the Dienokrox resorted to burrowing deep beneath the planet's surface, but as for the ancient Lombax, they would neither run, nor die. Instead they evolved.)

The two smiled at seeing a group of Lombaxes standing on two feet holding sticks and rocks.

(After becoming dependant of only two legs, and their heavy coats of fur thinned out, the Lombaxes began using rocks and sticks as their tools to survival.)

"Wonder when they get to the wrenches." questioned Ratchet befor he was elbowed by Angela. "Ow!"

"Shhh!"

(For years to come life was simple and happy. But like all things it was not to last.)

"Of course." sighed Ratchet.

A shadow loomed over the primitive Lombaxes. The screen panned up to the sky to see invading ships descend on them.

"That can't be good." Angela frowned shaking her head.

The occupants of the shipped came out and charged the simple minded inhabitants.

(The invaders came and easily apprehended every Lombax before claiming Fastoon for themselves and enslaved the Lombaxes.)

Angela gasped and put her hands over her mouth. "No."

"Oh you've gotta be kidding." frowned Ratchet.

(Each was given a name and educated in menial tasks to which they would be given. Any sign of resistance was met with agonizing consequence.)

*WHAK*

"AAHHHHHHH!"

Angela looked away and was starting to feel sick.

Ratchet clenched his fists and started feeling righteous anger boiling in his body.

(As generations passed it seemed as though their kind would live under subjugation forever. Until one day there came a miracle.)

Both of them looked with curiosity.

(A simple mechanic stood before the king, who ordered him to bow, with but a wrench in hand he spoke one word that made all go silent. "No!")

With a mighty swing he struck the kings head, knocking the crown from his brow.

"Yeah! Now that's what I'm talking about."

(Enraged by the insolence, he ordered his men to kill the brave Lombax. Though the odds were against him The Lombax did not back down. He battled tooth and nail against the many soldiers armed with nothing but his wrench each blow was driven with hate for the ones who had oppressed his people until not one soldier remained able to fight.)

"Yeah! Lombaxes won't go down like that." Ratchet called out with Angela bouncing in her seat giggling with excitement.

(The other Lombaxes, filled with a fire of hope they though was extinguished, rose up and fought back and rounded up the oppressors before exiling them from Fastoon, Never to return. And all thanks to the efforts of their hero, Archimedes Hackwrench.)

Both Lombaxes eyes went wide at hearing the last name.

"Woah." spoke Ratchet.

"Your family is just full of heroes Ratchet." Commented Angela.

"Looks like it." He gulped and paused the video and took in the image of his ancestor. "There is a small family resemblance." he rubbed his head before yawning. "Hey this place got a place to sleep?"

"Yeah, getting tired?"

"Yeah, it's been a long and eventful day." Ratchet replied. "Getting some shut eye won't hurt."

"Go talk to the staff, I'm gonna stay here and look over some of these other records." spoke Angela.

"Well alright just don't stay up to late." spoke Ratchet walking away.

She nodded and looked at the box of cartridges.