Chapter 4

(Before I start want to say thanks to yellow dizzy lombax, wolfehdoodle, and Feonix nightshade for comments. :D)

Ratchet awoke to find himself in a stylish room. The walls were the color of bright blue and gold lines ran symmetrically down certain parts. His head was pounding like a drum. He turned to see images of Zoni on the walls. It freaked Ratchet out quite a lot; it made him feel like he was being watched.

"Man, Zoni do like their blue." Ratchet murmured to himself. He sat up and ached in pain much more. He hissed at the pain. 'Oh, god… I am turning into house cat.' He thought to himself. He ignored the pain as much as he could but still got up. After a few paces of trying to reach the door, Ratchet collapsed and blanked out.

Once again, Ratchet found himself back in the bed. "Arggh come on really?" He growled. Replaying the event of the past, he sat up again. There was not as much pain as there was last time and as he got up he felt dizzy. He limped over to the door. A sense of achievement came to him when he pushed the button to open the door. He was in a corridor. With the same feature of the room he was previously in, it was covered in blue and gold lines. An image popped in his head. It was Fastoon, when Tachyon showed him where the Lombaxs fled to. The buildings. They were… Ratchet slapped it out of himself. He regretted it as his head started pounding again. He carried on walking till he found another door. He pushed the button and walked into a huge dome room. Again, it was the same layout. Only a huge see through screen that had a image playing. Ratchet sighed seeing it was Secret agent Clank. He saw a very wide sofa. Two heads could be seen. One belonged to Talwyn, the other to Sigmund. Clank came running in through another door with some snacks and refreshments. Never before has Ratchet seen Clank carry so much yet go at that speed without spilling or dropping anything.

"Did I miss it?" Clank asked exhausted."

"Bloody hell Clank you were only gone for a minute and you think it's started. Are you really needing all of those?" Talwyn replied stressed.

"I am sorry… it's the movie. Is something wrong?

"Is something wrong Clank? Hmm, let me think. My boyfriend is in the other room unconscious, we've no idea what's up with him or when he is going to get better, he is seeing to go round the twist and a freaking warped, mini trouble maker is back that we thought we got rid of has came back and now seems to have destroyed the only hope of being able to find another Lombax for Ratchet." Talwyn was steaming. Clank look thoughtfully at Talwyn for a moment.

"Of all the things you were annoyed at you sound the most about Ratchet finding another Lombax?"

"I'm worried. Ok Clank? What if he finds another Lombax, a girl Lombax? What if he gets on with her better and he ditches me for someone else?"

"I think you're in luck, Ratchet has bad experience with female Lombaxs. The first one just vanished. Then another one left him with a ship and then got kidnapped. We will tell you that another time and never heard off her again. We were gone for a few months and she knew of the kidnappings. He checked the messages when he got back… not even one." Ratchet was far behind everyone. A tear came to his eye. He liked Sasha; she was kind and a person Ratchet could get on. He fueled up with anger. Two damsels in distress he saved and yet showed nothing for it. Talwyn however was different. She seemed to show for it. His anger went. Well it stored itself. Ratchet's anger builds and builds slowly until something sparks it off. Then he lets out everything that he doesn't want to say in the midst of the rage. He shook his head and listened on.

"It's hardly likely he would do that. Anyway anyone want a snack?" Clank asked.

"Sure." Sigmund said.

"I'll guess I'll have a drink." She picked up a glass of blue liquid." Of all of the drinks you could have got, you had to get the stuff that looks like bleach." Talwyn complained.

"That's because it is."

"What?!" Talwyn roared outranged. Clank laughed to himself.

"Only kidding." Clank laughed even more. Talwyn rolled her eyes and sipped a bit of the drink. Tasted all right.

"I'm going to see if Ratchet is ok." Talwyn said whilst getting up. Ratchet leaned against a glass panel, trying to look as cool as he could in front of Talwyn. She slurped some more of her drink and placed it down on Clank's tray. She let out a burp. She covered her mouth in surprise.

"Oh god, thank god Ratchet didn't hear … th-" She turned to see him leaning against the wall smiling smugly.

"-How long you being standing there?" Sigmund turned his head and Clank leapt up and peered over the sofa.

"Since Clank came running like a fool." Ratchet said with a hint of humor in his voice. Talwyn face palmed.
"Just for the record I don't usually do that…" Ratchet walked over to Talwyn, hugged and kissed her. Talwyn wasn't expecting that.

"I won't just leave you because some Lombax comes strolling in. Sure I'm going to hang out with them and do lombaxy stuff such as… Like …" He trailed off. He had no idea what Lombaxs did.

"I don't know make some random piece of crap that will probably go wrong or just most likely blow up when we finish it." He smiled and joked.

"So…" Talwyn began sheepishly," why exactly did you want to go out with me?" Ratchet tapped his nose. "Ok them." Talwyn smiled," hard way then." She grabbed him by the arm and turned on he jetpack. They soared up to the top of the room till she stopped.

"SCREW YOU AND THAT BLOODY JET PACK." Ratchet roared.

"Going to tell me?" Talwyn asked?

"I FOUND YOU BLOODY PRETTY AND VERY FUNNY AND A COOL STATION AND FLIPPING UNQIQE AND, AND AND … IS THAT ENOUGH?"

"Well, well, well. A cat that's afraid of heights."

"I'M NOT A FLIPPPING CAT."

"You are so cute when you're mad."

"Wait … what about when I'm not?" Ratchet laughed. Talwyn sharply lowered down. Ratchet wrapped his arms around her without realizing.
"Suppose so, don't push it." She lowered to the ground.

"You are so stereotypical. There are some cats that are afraid of heights."

"I thought you weren't a cat." Ratchet sighed.

"Shut up." Ratchet pleaded in a joking voice. Talwyn burst out in laughter.