It would have been slightly welcoming if the silence lagged on longer. Sadly that wasn't possible, I thought as I could hear the small huffs of breath coming from my friends behind me.

I smiled slightly.

'Ah, took you guys long, huh?" I said, turning to face them with as much bravado as I could in my voice. "I was getting pretty lonely here all by myself, admiring the handiwork."

Talwyn, Sasha, Clank and Quark all staggered from whatever fatigue they had of chasing me around and sat in a heap on the floor of the roof without saying a word.

I pointed to a building that at the moment began to collapse under its broken weight. "You like?"

Talwyn was the first to speak. "Ratchet...," she coughed, "that's...that's enough..."

"Enough..," I muttered softly, a little crestfallen that she didn't even bother to comment on what I had just done. It was a little cool; the smoke coming from the debris of metal and other types used grinding against each other, making a beautiful noise that rode along the wind to where we were. "that's ...enough..."

"Listen, you had your fun," the voice came from Sasha, pushing her hair aside from her face. She had small scratch marks on her cheeks, and a little blood too from what I could see. "But you need to stop whatever you are doing."

The rest of the group nodded in agreement.

My face dropped quickly as I blanked out for a second; I could feel the anxiety begin to rise and I pushed it down.

"Stop..," I said softly, the word becoming foreign in my tongue the more I kept repeating it, "why do I need to stop..?"


I walked across the park and jumped a few benches before getting home, highly expecting a 'you are so in trouble' face waiting for me when I entered through the door.

Wait...Wasn't I already standing by the door a few minutes ago...? I thought.

No, you thought you did. You have too much daydreams, sometimes, my consciousness replied.

"Fair enough."

I kept my mouth shut and fixed my face into one of cheer and walked right in.

"Hello there!" Clank said happily as I closed the door behind me. I waved slightly back at him as rubbed my eyes and yawned. In the background, I could hear that he was watching a movie, and by the amount of screaming and gore, it was probably a bad ass one.

Huh...I've never known Clank was really interested in a movie like that...my subconscious said, but I ignored it completely as I made way towards the kitchen to grab a bite. Upon arrival, I found a small tray with cookies waiting. Figuring that no one besides me could even eat them, I took the tray and sat on my spot on the couch.

"Mmm, you made these?" I asked, stuffing the cookies in my mouth. It was good.

"Yes. I was a little bored today, so I went off to the store for some things." He chuckled.

"Ah."

After a few minutes and knife chasing scenes after, Clank asked, "how was your day at the park?"

I devoured another 3 cookies. "It was fine."

"Fine as in...?"

"Spent my time thinking whether I should-" I said before my voice trailed off without finishing the sentence.

I slowly turned to face him with a puzzled look.

Clank looked at me. "What?" he said, confused. "Did I say something?"

I slowly nodded. "Clank...how did you know I was going to the park...?"

A shrug was his response.

"Did I tell you yesterday...about going to the park?" I added.

All I received was another shrug, which made me begin to feel wrong.

As much as I wanted to jump off the couch and shoot up to my room like crazy, I remained calm, though at this point, I was completely freaked out by everything that was happening. I could not understand why I felt so strange. What the hell is happening...?, my mind screamed for clarity as I slowly turned to face the HV, why does everything seem so normal yet not even...?

"Clank, what's today's date?"

"It is April 25."

I froze.

"That's..."

The time span...

That girl...

Clank...

The HV's screen was BLANK- which was completely impossible since I was just watching something 3 minutes ago. The remote itself hasnt even been touched.

I'm dreaming...I uttered as the realization hit me.

I'm awake inside of my dream...

"Ratchet...is something wrong?" I heard Clank ask worriedly.

You are nothing but a dream...

"Ratchet?"

"Yea, I had a great day," I said, resuming where I had last cut off my sentence. "I spent my day thinking about whether I should give taking over the world a try. Or at least attempt to make this dream I'm having be epic before I wake up."

I couldnt believe I said all that with a flat face.

We both remained silently looking at each other. Clank didn't say a word. I kept my eyes locked on his. Could make Clank say whatever I wanted him to say? I dont know. But when I tried, it didn't work.

Wow that was-

"Wow, that was something", Clank said suddenly.

I blinked. That's what I was going to say...

Cool...

I laughed like crazy and got up from the couch. "Clank my buddy," I said with a slow evil grin taking the place of my smile and an action pose. "I think it's time..." -pulls out black sunglasses- "for us to turn this galaxy upside down!"

The room got really quiet once I finished talking. Clank shifted uncomfortably from his seat.

"I think there is something wrong with you.." he said after the initial shock of my sudden change in behavior washed over.

I gave him a sweet innocent smile. "What makes you think that, buddy ol' pal?"

"I knew there was something wrong with you," he repeated again. "I told Miss Talwyn about your constant walks and about how you have been displaying signs of depression and-"

"Depression?" I exclaimed. I placed my hands on my hips, bent over a little down and peered closely at Clank., eye level. "Really now, you though I was DEPRESSED?"

We both stared at each other.

"Oh wow, my own subconscious thinks I'm depressed!"

Clank looked at me. "Subconscious? Ratchet, I think you better-"

"Look here, whatever happens right now is a dream. Nothing real, so quit being such a killjoy and help me with my conquest of the galaxy!" I grabbed Clank's hand excitedly. "Come on! We'll have so much fun and it'd be a great change to see what the galaxy's heroic duo could muster up as bad guys! We might be even better the Nefarious!"

Clank pulled his hands away, with deep concern etched on his face. "I need to call Miss Talwyn..." he said softly, getting down from the couch.

"Why?"

"You maybe be suffering a psychotic breakdown..."

I frowned. "what psychotic break? Jeez, you are as worry packed as the actual Clank in reality."

He shook his head. "Oh dear..."

I smiled and broke into a run. "Well, if you're not going to help me, then Ill go off on my own." I shouted back to him

"Ratchet, wait-!"

I ran all the way towards the garage, where I had my various tools of the trade: omniwrench, the Praetorian omniwrench, and several other weapons of mass destruction all organized in a nice corner that I had bought during my trips down along the saving the galaxy route.

I reached out for my wrench when I noticed I pushed it aside. Like, literally aside. I couldn't even grab the damned thing.

"Huh..."

I kept trying to grab my omniwrench. It wouldn't let me touch it. I proceeded to try to grab all the other stuff in the corner. It was always the same result.

none would let me near it.

"Son of a..."

I ended up causing everything to fall on the floor with a loud bang. I then heard small footsteps behind me, and turned to find Clank standing with his hands crossed.

"You coming?" I asked in hopes that my mind may have changed his mind.

"No."

I frowned, and looked at my hands. I raised one up, and caused a pile of old magazines to fall over from its shelf, before looking back up to who I considered my friend with eyes shining in mischief. I could tell he just saw what I did.

"Well then..." I smiled. "that's too bad."


Author's note

So apparently, this chapter was written in class. its weird because I wasn't really wake, yet I was still taking notes down whiile typing. If some parts were confusing, thats how it was suppose to be written as. Because so far, Ratchet is really confused.