So that last chapter gave some insight on Claptrap's morality and what not. It gave the story a sappy message. Which is good.

I would consider this chapter the end of Act 2, but it's not like last time. I'm still gonna keep writing. There is going to be no time skip or anything. Just wait and see.

I don't own Borderlands.

Claptrap heard someone shout as he fired the killing shot. He saw Roland's body fall to the floor. He felt someone violently push him to the ground, next to the body, and began punching his back.

"Lilith!" He heard Axton shout.

The person, presumably the Fire Hawk, stopped. She sat there for a few seconds.

Claptrap felt a hand on his back. He rolled over and grabbed it.

Lilith pulled him up.

"Sorry about that." She reluctantly said. There was an awkward silence between the two sirens. "I...got a bit emotional."

"Eh. It's OK." Claptrap replied. "Happens to the best of us." He grinned at her.

She didn't smile back. Claptrap stopped smiling.

"Right." He said. "Dead people. I'm never really good at that. The whole respect the dead thing. I think it might have to do with the fact that I spent the better part of two years grave robbing dead Vault Hunters." He said.

"Shut up, Claptrap." Lilith said, as they walked back over to the other Vault Hunters. There was a somber atmosphere in the group.

"...We should go." Zero commented.

"Yeah." Axton added. "We got the key, now let's get out of here before-"

"Encore! Encore! Bravo!" Jack's voice rang out. Axton swore to himself as they turned over to the capsule Roland came in. "That was one hell of a show. I originally wanted to throw K-razy Krieg and El Shrimpo in there, but you guys did a number on their bodies!"Jack laughed. "But man! You guys are pussies! You had the new guy kill him for you! That is soulless. I should know!"

"Leave us alone, Jack!" Claptrap exclaimed, as if he was shouting at a schoolyard bully.

"Oh. Trappington. I almost forgot." Jack said. His enthusiasm dropped a bit, but it seemed like he was reserving it for something. "The AI's from Hyperion are sticklers on rules. Turns out Hyperion screwed you over, and we have no paperwork to claim it's not our responsibility."

"What?" Claptrap asked.

"Hold on. This is good. Trust me." A drone came down from the hole the capsule made. It wasn't armed. It basically looked like a flying look chest.

"Hello, Mr. TRAPPINGTON!"A chipper, female automatic voice said. "We represent the Hyperion Goodwill Foundation! We would like to apologize for any inconveniences that have befallen upon you due to Hyperion personal ineptitude. We will deal with the personal appropriately." It paused. "We're sorry. The personal is already dead. We apologize for any inconvenience. Any questions before we give you your compensation?"

"Who were they?" Claptrap asked. The whole situation was confusing.

"Processing…"The robot buzzed for a minute. It responded.

"The personal was one CLYDE TRAPPINGTON."

"...What?" Claptrap said. "I wronged myself?"

"Processing…" It began to say, than Jack interrupted.

"Show him the evidence!" Jack exclaimed. "God, we'll be here for hours if you keep up this Q&A bullshit!"

"Depositing evidence." The drone said. It opened up a compartment.

"An ECHO-tape?" Claptrap asked.

"Wait…" Tannis spoke up. "Could that be...The last Trappington tape!"

"There were more?!" Claptrap exclaimed.

"Yes! The tapes came in a set, but there were two missing."She replied.

"How could there be more?" Claptrap asked. "Trappington- well- I sounded pretty finished in that last one."

"That's the question!" Tannis replied. "Play the tape!"

"No! I hate those things!" Claptrap replied. "Nothing good ever come out of them!"

"Claptrap." Gaige said. "You might as well play the tape. Tannis is pretty desperate at this point."

Claptrap sighed. "Fine. But you guys better not get mad at me if it turns out I did something else pretty bad…"

"Depends on the thing." Axton said.

Claptrap looked at the tape.

He turned it on.

SHITSHITSHITSHITSHIT!

Ok, I did not account for this!

So I recorded that last recording yesterday, and I may have gotten a little carried away.

See, I'm not actually sure if this thing works. It doesn't look like it, and my tech expert Larry said it seems unlikely to work.

The other problem is that Hyperion sent out their robot to pick me up TODAY.

The robot will kill us all if it doesn't get a human to bring back and mind upload. And if we destroy it, they will send hundreds more to kill us!

This could have been easy. I could have just offered one of my crew mates up to it.

But, given how my master plan (Which I will not be telling you) works, I need all of them!

It's not fair! Everything is falling apart! I am a genius of unaccounted skill, but I got sent to this GODFORSAKEN PLANET to look at rocks! DO THEY KNOW WHO I AM?! I AM CLYDE TRAPPINGTON AND I WILL NOT BE PUT IN A CORNER! I HAVE COME TOO FAR, BEEN PUSHED AROUND TOO MUCH FOR IT ALL TO END HERE! I-

-DADDADDAD! Look at this skag cake!

SHUT UP I HATE YOU YOU YOU you...Son?

-Dad?

Want to do your dad a favor?

-Anything!

See that metal man outside?

-Yeah?

I want you to go with him.

-But-

CLYDE TRAPPINGTON JUNIOR, YOU WILL GO WITH THAT ROBOT OR ELSE!

-...Yes, Daddy...

(Walking. Silence. A child screams. Flying noise.)

… I was probably going to go to hell anyway.

And less of a drain on the resources! I wasn't sure what I was going to do with him.

Still, I guess if you want to become a god, you gotta lose a little of your humanity.

The tape finished.

Nobody spoke.

It fell on the ground.

Everybody looked at Claptrap in horror.

"..." Claptrap stood there silently. His eyes were dark. His face had fallen into a plain look. He looked….vacant.

The Hyperion machine activated. "We apologize for any inconvenience caused by MISTAKEN IDENTITY, ACCIDENTAL MURDER, AND BAD PARENTING. As compensation, you will receive one of Hyperion's quality firearms!" A crappy Hyperion pistol fell out of the robot. "Please keep in mind that, due to the current war, we will not supply you with a powerful enough weapon to change the odds in your favor. We apologize for any inconvenience. Thank you for your time." The robot flew away.

Claptrap stared at the pistol.

"HAHAHA! Oh man!" Jack laughed. "This gives me so much new material! Ok, lets see here…"

"Claptrap…Are you…?" Misty was about to go out to Claptrap, but Axton put a hand on her shoulder. He shook his head.

"OH! Let's start with the obvious one: Tannis is a pedophile! Getting it on with little kids! What is wrong with you?"

Claptrap picked up the pistol. He examined it in his hands.

"Oh OH! And another thing! The Vault Hunters wanted him dead! What is it with you guys and killing kids? First Angel, now poor little Clyde?"

Claptrap aimed the pistol at the hole in the ceiling.

"Sheesh, has the kid ever been this quiet? It's almost like his-"

Suddenly, a huge, destructive beam came out of the pistol. Claptrap screamed as he began to glow with siren power. The beam was originally coming out of the pistol, but soon the pistol broke apart in his hands as the beam enlarged. It expanded the hole it originally went through, breaking off more of the ceiling.

"Aww, look at that." Jack sneered "Look's like junior has some balls after all! How about we send down some-" Jack suddenly stopped. "Wait...What the?...OH YOU LITTLE SON OF A BITC-!"Jack's line went dead.

A faint explosion could be heard from the chamber. Claptrap slowly stopped the beam. He gazed over all the shocked Vault Hunters staring at him.

Then he collapsed.

Hyzin and Misty ran over to their fallen friend.

Sarah immediately voiced in.

"Axton, what the hell is going on down there?!" She shouted.

"I was about to ask you what was going on up there." Axton said.

"The Moon Base! I'm getting reports that the Hyperion Moon Base has been destroyed by a beam from Pandora! Next time you pull something like that, warn me! My agents could barely escaped the explosion."

"Got it." He said.

"Good." Sarah said. "Now what the hell was that?"

Axton pause for a second.

"We are going to need a shuttle to pick us up. Also, we need to get in contact with Ted and Karima in Overlook." He said.

"What happened?" Sarah asked.

"I think we broke Claptrap."

So Claptrap isn't Clyde Trappington, but is actully Trappington's son, who was sacrificed by his father to Hyperion to save his own ass.

What a dick.

I kinda think I foreshadowed this one pretty well. I made sure to keep reminding people that Trappington had a son. Odds are some of you though he would turn up in the story.

Let me know what you were thinking.

Enjoy your day!