Escape to Crusade
By Sarge11
Disclaimer: I own nothing, zip, nada, and zero.
Finally ! The next two chapters are up!
Chapter 7: Some Old Friends
It was Ratchet who decided that building a ship was too difficult in the conditions they were in. So they decided to build a radio. The only problem was, they didn't have the materials. So they needed to find them. Also, for some reason, the President followed.
"Clank, we've been searching for hours." Ratchet whined. "Could we just sit down for FIVE MINUITES!"
Clank responded in his flat robotic voice, "I don't see why not. My servos are clogging and I need to be still for them to become clean."
The Lombax sniffed around. "I smell something, but it doesn't smell like metal." He sniffed again and pulled out his Omniwrench. "It smells organic."
A beeping sound came from Clank. "Your guess is accurate. I detect an organic life form approaching from the southeast."
A scratchy voice came out from the bushes. "There is no need to draw your weapon child, for violence is not the answer and I am no threat."
"Hey, it's the mystic hippy guy!" Ratchet cried out.
"Your eagerness to see me is comforting child." Said the mystic.
"Well, don't get used to it, I just need one of your gadgets." Ratchet said.
The mystic replied in his all too calm voice, "Ah, yes. I happen to know that you are looking for parts for a transmitter. Fortunately for you, I happen to be looking for something on this barren, empty planet you would call a wasteland, and would be willing to throw upon you information on the whereabouts of such things. Bring me 10 Sapphires and this information shall be yours."
That messed up GP stood up and said, "Who are you to make us barter for our lives?"
"Don't listen to him, he's an idiot," Ratchet taunted.
The hippy spoke up, "No, he is not."
Ratchet was practically speechless. "What? Of coarse he is!"
"He is not. In their own special way, everyone is an idiot," the mystic replied.
Ratchet slapped his forehead and shook his head. "Now he's a philosiphiser. Well, we don't have any better ideas, let's go grab a few Sapphires."
"I believe I saw one near an altar at the village," Clank said. "Let's start there."
Slowly, all three crept up on the village where they had stayed.
"O.K., I'll go in and create a distraction, you guys go in and get it out," Ratchet planned.
"Got it," The other two said.
All of a sudden, Ratchet jumped up, "Booga booga booga!" and scared heck out of the villagers.
While they were busy running away, the GP actually proved he was worth the trouble, by jumping out and crushing the two guards that had stayed behind, and grabbing the Sapphire. "I got it!" He shouted.
Ratchet came running back. "Good, only nine more to go." He looked at Sasha's father with a new respect.
The President, Ratchet, and Clank walked up to the mystic and handed him three bags of sapphires.
"Ah yes, you have bought your information. You are looking for a crashed Galactic Ranger Dropship. Just go North. I found it myself and met three gentlemen who had crashed on this planet."
They came into view of an old model Dropship.
"Well, this is the place. Now where are they."
Two eyes popped up out of a small slit in a wall. "Well, if it isn't my two best customers."
"Slim Cognito! What are you doing here?"
"I had another run in with the cops concerning those guns I sold you. Apparently, you really liked them. I needed another place to do business. I got a random call from this person and decided to set up shop."
Someone else walked into the room. "Hey hey hey, I know you two!"
"Look, the plumber's back!" Ratchet jeered. "So, what are you doing here?"
"See, it's pretty much the same as this guy," the plumber motioned at Slim, "except I got a call and came here for maintenance. We've been stuck on this goldarn planet for six months."
No one saw the shadow appear in the doorway.
New ending! Sorry these took so long; I got grounded. R&R!
-Sarge11