I finally updated, many thanks to all that waited patiently.

This chapter has gore in it, but just a little and contains some "special" surprises.

Enjoy!

Chapter 12: Bloodsucking…and Stuff

It was around midnight when Aphelion touched down on the soft grass of my backyard, the moon giving off an eerie glow in our midst.

The cockpit opened and I jumped out with Ratchet -who was now fully clothed- cradled in my arms.

I gazed at the darkened house in front of me and I gave a voluntary shiver as I recalled the last memory I had in it.

Clank stood beside me also somewhat hesitant.

"Do we have to go inside?"

He asked, his voice shaking slightly.

"Well duh of course we do, and why do you sound so scared? It's not like its haunted or anything"

"What about your parents?"

I began a medium stride towards my house, Clank following close behind.

"They're on vacation in the Bahamas. It's on an island somewhere"

I opened the backdoor with my tail (at least it's useful for something) and casually stepped inside.

"They didn't take you with them?"

My shoulders gave a shrug.

"Obviously, besides I didn't want to go anyway, too many people plus my parents booked an adult only suite"

I switched on the lights and walked into the living room, setting Ratchet on the red leather loveseat.

"I can take care of myself"

I muttered before disappearing into the kitchen.

Yeah if starving yourself of blood and almost killing Ratchet is taking care of yourself.

Clank swung his legs back and forth, patiently waiting for Makayla to return.

"Where is she?"

He wondered out loud.

It had been over 10 minutes and the lombax had still not returned.

Maybe it's hard to find prey around here.

Clank shuddered at the thought of Makayla stalking young children.

Inadvertently catching them off guard or leading them into deserted alleyways to rip out their throats and drain the very life out them.

But then he remembered she only fed off of animals.

Do humans count as animals?

Clank's inner discussion was interrupted by Makayla's return.

"Sorry it took so long, I was debating on how many he would need"

I held up two plump looking lab rats for Clank to see, he immediately flinched at the sight of them.

"Oh come on, don't tell me you're afraid of rats now"

I dangled a rat in front of his face teasingly.

Clank batted the creature away.

"No, I just thought you'd bring back something more appetizing"

"Ain't gonna get more appetizing then this"

I said, swinging one of the rodents towards a sleeping Ratchet.

"Where it you get them anyway?"

"My basement"

Ratchet's nose twitched and his eyes popped open.

"You keep rats in your basement?"

My gaze shifted away from Ratchet and now rested on Clank.

"Don't ask stupid questions, and yes I do"

"My questions aren't stupid!"

I would of face palmed if my hands weren't already equipped.

"Correction, yes they are"

"Are not!"

Clank responded, arms crossed like a stubborn child.

"Are too!"

I shot back.

"Are…"

Clank's words trailed off as sudden terror filled his eyes.

I slowly turned around.

Ratchet was wide awake and full of life.

It would have been a happy sight to see if it wasn't for the lab rat hanging limply from his razor-sharp fangs and the fresh blood dripping down his mouth.

Just another normal day.

I didn't even have time to react as the dead rodent flew over me, hitting the wall with a sickening crunch.

Clank screamed like a school girl and hid behind me, using me as a sort of lombax shield.

The remaining rodent was suddenly yanked from my grasp and I followed its path.

I watched in awe as Ratchet scanned the creature with his crimson eyes then sharply drew back its neck and literally slaughtered it with his fangs.

Clank felt like he was gonna throw up, that is if he were able to.

After Ratchet was finished he simply dropped the rat to the floor (or what remained of it).

His body relaxed and his fangs returned to their normal size.

Ratchet opened his emerald eyes and was surprised at what he saw.

"Um, what happened?"

"What, this?"

I gestured around me, making sure to take in the rat remains splattered on the wall and a horror stricken Clank clutching at my side.

"It's just the after affects of your first feeding"

Ratchet looked down at the rat on the floor.

I thought he would act disgusted by the thing and move away, and he did, just not how I planned.

Ratchet gave a loud yelp of fright and joined Clank behind me.

"It's just a rat"

I said, standing up and casting a pair of eyes at it.

"You didn't seem scared when you were draining the life out of it"

Ratchet paled under his fur.

"I think I'm gonna be sick"

I held up a finger.

"Actually you can't, vampires don't throw up. It's impossible"

"Are there any more?"

Ratchet asked, eyes darting left to right.

"Yep, there are literally hundreds of them running just under the floor below us"

I said with pride.

"Hundreds…"

The word came out a low murmur as Ratchet fainted, again.

"Did you really have to mention how many there were?"

Clank asked, stroking Ratchet's ear softly.

"He asked didn't he, how was I supposed to know he had a fear of rats?"

I said, planting myself on the arm of the couch.

My eyes scanned the clock on the far wall.

It read 11:54 pm.

"Why rats exactly, I thought you went hunting for your prey?"

Clank's voice asked.

"Rats are easier to contain and have a high breeding rate. As for the hunting…"

I gave Clank a quick wink.

"I only do that during the day"

"May I ask why?"

Clank asked.

I silently got off the couch and headed for the stairs.

"Where are you going?"

Does he always have to ask so many questions?

"My room. I have to get something"

The plush carpet felt nice under my furry feet as I walked to my red oak dresser.

An apple laptop sat on its surface and I picked it up.

I turned it around delicately in my hands, smiling at the oversized Ratchet and Clank fan sticker on the front.

"Obsessive much"

I said to myself.

My eyes scanned the room one last time then I lightly patted back down the stairs.

Clank was watching TV when I returned, a completely mesmerized look on his face.

That's My little pony for ya. Must be the colors.

"I'm surprised. You do know how a remote works"

I snatched the remote out of his hands and pressed power off.

"Hey, I was watching that!"

Clank made a grab for the remote but I swung it out of his reach.

"Sorry but TV is the least of our concern right now. Besides I've seen that episode already"

I set the remote on top of the TV and took a seat next to a disappointed Clank.

"What's that?"

Clank pointed to the device now resting on my lap.

"It's a computer designed to fit on your lap, in other words a laptop"

I said and flipped it open.

A low whistle escaped my lips at the sight of my screen saver.

It was a rather provocative picture of Ratchet wearing one piece lingerie and posing on a doorframe.

His expression revealed that he was super horny.

Before letting myself become slave to the image I quickly clicked on Google search and began typing.

I clicked on the first response that came up.

"Here, read"

I said turning the screen towards Clank.

Clank's eyes scanned over the article, reading it word for word.

"The Slender man"

He simply stated when he was finished.

"Yep"

The screen was turned back to me.

"You do know he isn't real, right?"

"Oh he's real alright, you know how I know?"

Clank narrowed his eyes.

"How?"

I playfully flicked Clank's antenna.

"I saw him when I was hunting down a deer a couple months ago. Damn mofo appeared just after I was done feeding, scared the fuck outta me. Haven't been out after dark since, well except for parties"

Clank gave me a blank look.

"What, you don't believe me?"

Clank said nothing.

"Hey I'd be happy to take you to the spot I saw him myself if you want to"

Still he said nothing.

I slammed my laptop shut and set it on the coffee table.

"Fine be that way; believe what you want, I don't care!"

I said before stomping into the kitchen.

"Where are you going?"

Clank asked.

"To get a fucking mop!"

Clank watched intently as the female lombax cleaned the living room spotless.

He giggled some when she literally used the mop to whack at the rat guts on the wall.

The small robot couldn't help but admire Makayla's attitude towards such things.

It was nice having her around, if only she wouldn't yell at him that much.

Clank peered down at the now blood free floor then back at the white lombax who was now absentmindedly, staring off into space.

The question was already out of his mouth before he could stop it.

"Makayla, why do you hate me?"

Makayla stiffened and Clank slapped a hand over his mouth.

Clank was absolutely terrified at what her reaction would be.

Would she yell at him for asking such a stupid question or, Clank shuddered, could she possibly hurt him in a uncontrollable rage.

Clank closed his eyes, fearing the inevitable.

But neither of those things happened.

Neon eyes slowly opened and Clank was surprised to see Makayla sitting next to him.

"I don't hate you Clank"

I said softly.

"Then why do you yell at me so much?"

Clank asked, his voice unsteady.

He realized he was crying.

I reached a hand forward and gently wiped away Clank's tears.

"Sometimes when I'm stressed I lash out and say things I wish I hadn't. I'm so sorry for the way I've been treating you. I wasn't thinking, heck half the time I don't even think"

I drew my gaze downward.

"What I'm trying to say is I hope we could let bygones be bygones and start over from the beginning"

A pair of arms wrapped around my neck and I felt the familiar sensation of Clank pressing his body against me.

I wrapped my own arms around him and held him tight.

"Kay…"

I heard him whisper.

"Yeah, Clank?"

Light pressure was suddenly felt on my lips followed by a cool warm sensation.

My eyes snapped open and I almost passed out from shock.

Clank was kissing me, literally kissing me…on the lips!

I hate to admit it but it actually felt good, really good.

The kiss ended after a few seconds, Clank being the first to part.

Clank looked up at me apologetically.

"Kay, I'm sor-"

I interrupted him.

"Don't you dare apologize! You kiss me and then you cut it before I even have a chance to return it, nuh uh it ain't ending like that"

I flung my arms around him and planted my lips on his.

This time it lasted for a good 15 seconds, and I was first to part.

"There, now that is what you call a kiss"

I said, slightly breathless.

Clank had a reddish hue on his face and I assumed he was blushing.

"I didn't know you felt that way"

He said.

"Me neither but now I guess some of my meanness towards you must have included bottled up feelings and junk"

I giggled a bit and smiled.

"What about Ratchet?"

My smile faded.

"If you're asking if I still love him then, yes I do. You love him too, right?"

Clank looked away.

"Yes, I love him"

"Then what's the problem?"

I continued before he could answer.

"If you're worried that Ratchet will get mad at us, you should cancel that out right now cuz it ain't gonna happen"

Clank focused his neon eyes in my direction.

"How do you know?"

The question came out a mere whisper.

I took Clank's hands and smiled nice and big.

"Ratchet loves both of us, knowing him he'll probably just accept it and be happy we aren't fighting anymore. Who knows maybe me, you and Ratchet could be one big awesome power couple, maybe even the best in the universe"

I paused.

"I'm not being too sappy am I?"

Clank shook his head.

"No, your being just the right amount of sappy"

He let out an adorable chuckle.

"Jeeze, thanks"

A moan of annoyance sounded from beside me and Ratchet sat up.

"Do you guys have to be so loud, I'm trying to sleep"

Ratchet said with a yawn.

"Sleep? You fainted after I told you there were hundreds of rats in my basement"

Fear flashed in Ratchet's eyes when I mentioned the rats and I threw my hands up in a calming gesture.

"Please don't faint. Look lets just all go to bed before anything bad happens"

I lifted myself from the couch and headed for the stairs.

Ratchet and Clank stared blankly after me.

"Are you guys coming or not?"

I yelled from my room on the second floor.

My voice must have restarted their brains cuz not even a moment later I heard their quick footfalls on the steps and they walked into my room.

Ratchet's emerald eyes scanned my bedroom with curiosity.

"Not a typical teenager's room, huh?"

I voiced from the foot of the bed.

My eyes followed Ratchet's gaze, stopping on the many posters containing him and Clank.

"Yeah, best to ignore those"

Ratchet's gaze shifted to my adjoining bathroom, its door wide open.

"Um Kay, is it ok if I use your shower?"

He suddenly asked, peering down at the faint traces of rodent blood on his clothes.

"Sure"

Ratchet smiled at the answer and began taking off his dirty clothes.

I watched in silence as he stripped off his top then casually slipped out of the matching orange pants that I had chosen earlier (his cap and gloves were already off before he entered the room).

The golden lombax then playfully skipped into the bathroom, the door closing silently behind him.

It took a whole minute for my brain to start functioning again.

"That was…something"

I said, turning my head towards where Clank was supposedly standing but of course he wasn't.

"Oh come on, Clank where the fuck are you hiding now!?"

I asked out loud.

My ears picked up a low scuffling sound; it was coming from the closet.

I rushed towards it and pulled it open.

Clank yelped in surprise and burrowed himself in my many outfits.

"Oh no you don't"

I said, grabbing him by the ankles and yanking him out, along with the rest of closet.

A scream of terror escaped my throat as my entire wardrobe came crashing down on me.

My tail (the only part of me not buried by 15 pounds of material) twitched in annoyance.

I literally exploded from under the humongous pile, kicking and clawing my way out.

"Clank, get the fuck out here right now before I break something!"

I screamed from on top the mountain.

Soft whimpering was heard from under a piece of fabric and I yanked it away.

Clank flinched when he saw me.

"Tell me, is all of this really because you don't like seeing Ratchet naked, cuz if it is its getting pretty ridiculous"

I claimed, voice slightly raised.

"No, it isn't"

He whispered.

"Why all the hiding then?"

I asked, surprised at how worried I sounded.

Clank's neon eyes peered into my navy blue ones.

He opened his mouth to speak but was interrupted by Ratchet's voice.

"Kay, how do I work this thing?!"

Ratchet shouted from the bathroom.

I jumped at Ratchet's voice and fell back, landing face first on the plush carpeting (thank god for plush!).

"Be there in a sec!"

I shouted back after removing my face from the floor and regaining my footing.

My eyes wandered towards Clank.

He was calmly staring in my direction, hands at his sides.

I gave him a somewhat flirtatious smile and disappeared into the bathroom to give some much needed assistance.

Warning, rating might change to Mature for future chapters.

Next chapter is coming soon, be patient my fellow aliens and you will be rewarded.

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