(A/N) Okay well………………..

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Ratchet sat on his bed with his little boy in his arms. He smiled down at the warm ball of fur. He saw it yawn and outstretch its arms. He kissed his son on the nose lightly and hugged him.

But all did not last well, as five minutes later the baby was crying. He cradled him in his arms and tried to shush him. But nothing worked.

He gave him to Sasha to feed him to help but that didn't work, He was out of ideas. Now exhausted he was ready to give in and just let him cry.

"Give me the baby!" Sasha declared stealing the little one from Ratchet. "Let it know it's loved and with its parents. Calm it down, not throw it everywhere like a volleyball." She sighed, Ratchet's parenting skills weren't up to par with those of a "normal" lifestyle.

Being a figure of war so long, gentleness around kids and showing a soft side to anyone (besides his wife) was definitely harder.

Sasha cradled Max (their son's name) in her arms trying to calm the baby. She whispered words of quite into his ears and just being around him.

After a good fifteen minutes of crying she had gotten him to resort to light sniffles, I guess all you need is some compassion and love to help a little baby.

Sasha had absolutely no regrets on their gift, it was unexpected, yes, but accepted with open arms from everyone.

Sasha's only concern was that life on a warship may not be the best lifestyle for a growing infant.

The had looked into a few houses on Marcadia that they could buy and spend all their downtime their, and at least live a semi normal life.

Sasha sat the sleeping baby in its crib and kissed it on its little head before it drifted off to sleep.

She sat on the bed and motioned Ratchet to come over and sit next to her.

He sat down and wrapped his arms around her, he thought he'd start a conversation, about the new income. "You know I have to go back to AZ pretty soon." He said kissing her on the cheek.

"Yeah… well at least the income is rewarding, if you continue to do this good we might be able to get one of those houses we were looking for." She said falling back and massaging her husband's chest.

"Why Marcadia, if anywhere? I mean your dad has enough of me as it is, and why not Veldin?" He said sighing in approval of her massage.

"It's hot as hell itself on that planet. Plus my dad doesn't hate you, he just wants to make sure I'm with the right one." She said stopping the massage and moving her way up to his mouth.

The two tired parents shared a compassionate kiss for a while until Sasha slowly broke it.

"We better stop and get to bed, you have to leave tomorrow." She said getting up and unchanging right there.

Ratchet, now aroused by this, stood up and grabbed his wife around the waist and let her fall back on him to the bed.

"We can't hon."

"Why not?"

"Our son is right there."

"So?"

"SO! He'll remember us doing that, you want to stain his mind with those images?" She play slapped at him.

"Consider it a going away gift." He smiled.

"You pervert…" She sighed.

The two fell asleep in each others arms.

Ratchet awoke and grabbed some breakfast.

Said his goodbyes and headed of to AZ (Annihilation Zone for those of you slow ones ;)

(Veldin landing zone. Hotel for Ratchet)

"It's nice to be back home, eh clank?" He asked the small robot.

He was reading a magazine. "Yes Ratchet, it is. Haven't been here since Nefarious threatened the place." He sighed. "Well my thermostat is back to 100 degrees, this is home." He said.

"Yeah, nice and warm, just how I was raised." He smiled.

(Dessert Combat Battlefield for the Next Fight)

It was a wide dessert. Six hundred square yards. One each side, north south east and west was a temple that was signified by a color, but there was a catch, in one of these temples you would be trapped and defeated by robots… in pitch black..

It was hilly and large, no doubt this field would be a good capacity for thirty contestants.

Guns were placed in the temples that were safe. Good guns.

All the contestants of the game were informed all of this.

The sun was now setting on the field and employees were placing guns and traps, on a few of the hills there were motion censors, when a play set off the censor a turret would pop up and open fire, so the hill, had the element of surprise.

(Ratchet's Hotel, the Morning of the Fight)

Ratchet phoned up Sasha before the big fight.
Her head popped up on the screen and he could see she was holding Max, he was wrapped in his purple blanket and was wide awake, scampering all over Sasha, it was a hassle for her to keep him in her arms but hell, if she can captain a ship, as far as she was concerned she could handle a few day old baby.

"Hey babe." She said winking at her husband.

"Hey, got my son in that "Gay blanket" you bought him." He said frowning. He highly disapproved of the blanket, it was normal for most fathers to not want their sons in such a "Colorful" blanket.

"Yes, he isn't gay, he's a few days old, he wont remember." She said turning her head.

"Then why couldn't we have sex last night?" He muttered under his breath.

"That's completely different." She scolded.

"Sorry."

"It's nothing hon." She said. "Look, when you come back next time I'll try to get you some, but it'll be hard, we have a son now. Don't get your hopes up." She said.

"Alright, well thanks for trying." He said smiling.

Now sex was a burden to Sasha, being a women it wasn't so urgent for her (I dunno, is it? At least I though so), she could do without.

But Ratchet, oh good Ratchet, he could've easily been slapped with all the pressure he put on her, in fact he had been a few times.

So he learned his lesson, very slowly, but the pressure wasn't there AS much as it used to be.

"Well good luck baby." Sasha said blowing him a kiss.

"Thanks Sash, see you later."

"Wish me luck, Ratchet." Sasha said.

"With what! I'm the one fighting." He said shocked.

"With our son, he's more energetic than you." She laughed.

"buh bye now." Ratchet said turning off the holo vid.

Clank hopped off the bed and began to inform Ratchet on the battleground terrain. About the temples and the guns and everything.

"We had better be going now, Ratchet." Clank said grabbing Ratchet's armor and throwing it at him. "You can daydream your dirty little thoughts about Sasha later, for now, get your stuff ready and meet me at the jet."

"I was not day dreaming!" Ratchet lied.

"Organic life forms." Clank sighed under his breath.

(Dessert Combat Battlefield)

Ratchet checked his pistol they gave him. He cocked it, checked for ammo, the standard stuff he would normally do.

He looked across the vast battlegrounds, it reminded him of home, maybe because he really WAS home, but it brought back several childhood memories.

Clank was strapped to his back and ready to fight.

A huge holovid sign popped up in the middle of the field with Vox's head on it.

His booming voice began, "Well, as you know this year is a tournament, so that means if you lose today… you're not out!" He said laughing at his own dumb joke. "Well you get the point. But remember, 1st place get fabulous prizes…" He ended his speech and a green light went on signaling a go.

"Ratchet, my sensors indicate a sniper rifle close to us. Go get it!"

The two zipped off towards the west pyramid for the sniper.

(Vox's Watching Booth)

"Deploy the suicide bots now!" He ordered.

He saw Ratchet's eyes light up in fear as several bomb bots reached towards him. He pulled out his pistol and fired rounds into the whatever he could hit of the four bots that surround him.

(Back With Ratchet and Clank)

"Damn it, nothing's working!" Ratchet yelled as the bots got about 20 meters from him.

"Ratchet, aim for the bombs on their chests. But quick!" Clank warned.

Ratchet looked down the sighting of his pistol and fired three rounds into the chest of bot number one.

It exploded in a flurry of orange.

The next came in on his left he dove to where the last one was standing and promptly blew him up too.

After a minute of the same action they were in the clear.

They sprinted for the rifle and picked it up.

Ratchet looked through the scope and picked up on three combatnints. All small weak thyranoid.

He fired one round. Hitting the small chest of the 'Noid.

The next shot missed, skimming the leg of the other one. But after he missed he finished him off, all that was left was a slightly larger one.

Before Ratchet could count to two the larger thyranoid had pulled out his own sniper. The 'Noid fired three quick rounds, one hitting just above Ratchet's right breastplate.

"Agh!" Ratchet screamed rolling off the hill he sat on.

Clank hopped off his back and took the sniper, too bad it was two times the size of the small robot.

He balanced it on the hill and looked through the scope. Once the 'Noid walked by the target he fired, and to his surprise he hit! Clank, our small, robotic friend had gotten a kill!

He went back to Ratchet and helped him up. Blood dripped from Ratchet's chest and stained the yellow sand.

"Ratchet take cover in the pyramid!" Clank said pointing to the green building that lay one hundred yards from them.

After a few minutes for slow walking they had Reached the pyramid.

They stepped in and, luckily, it wasn't the bad one. They were safe, for once.

Ratchet leaned against the wall and looked at his wound.

"Ratchet! I hear someone coming!" Clank said. "Scream Ratchet, scream like you're dieing." Clank ordered.

"What?"
"DO IT!"

Ratchet screamed bloody murder.

(Outside the Pyramid Where the Intruder Is)
"Holy shit!" The Cazar said to himself. "Well, that guy chose the wrong pyramid, I'm not going in there!"

(Inside the temple)

"The intruder is gone, told you it would work." Clank laughed.

"Yeah, hey can you grab that gun." Ratchet said pointing to a full-auto machine gun.

Clank grabbed the gun three times the size of him.

Ratchet grabbed it and stood up.

"We better get going." Ratchet said grabbing Clank.

The two once again stepped in the open.

They walked over a hill… bad mistake. A turret jumped out at them.

Surprising Ratchet it got a few round off, hitting Ratchet in the chest (again) and the leg.

Ratchet slammed into the sand in pain and took several more rounds.

He opened fire on the turret and it exploded.

Ratchet was left in a bloody pile, waiting to go unconscious.

And soon enough he did.

(Ratchet's hotel Room)

Ratchet slowly, painfully woke up.

He grunted and grabbed his chest grasping for air.

"What the hell! Where am I?" He yelled sitting up.

"You're back in the hotel." Clank sighed. "We lost, you were K.Oed by that turret remember?"

"Yeah…" he trailed off. "Son of a bitch! I can't believe I fucking lost." He cursed. "God damn it."

"Ratchet, we aren't out yet." Clank sighed. "We still have our fair chance."

"God." Ratchet sighed, "We're so screwed."

(Iflop's Room)

"Is the camera in place?" He asked a worker.

"Yes sir." It replied.

"Then send the prostitute up…"

(Ratchet's room)

A camera secretly sat on his ceiling. It was in the dark corner and a color black.

Iflop figured if he couldn't beat Ratchet, he'd tare him away from his wife.

Ratchet heard a light knock on the door.

"Come in." Ratchet wondered who it could be.

Slowly the door opened revealing a tall, sexy lombax dressed in black.

"Hey handsome." She seductively said sitting down on his lap.

"What the hell?" Ratchet said quietly.

She put a finger over his mouth and slowly climbed on Ratchet taking off his armor.

Ratchet was stuck between two decisions.

The hardest one of his life…
(Starship Phoenix)
Sasha looked at her computer.

"Hmm, I've got mail." She said sitting down at the computer.

She clicked on the mail.

Immediately Iflop's head popped up. He began to speak, "So you love your husband, take a look at what he does in his down time."
The camera played up till when she took off his armor. Sasha sat mortified at what she was watching.

After the taking off of the armor it cut and Iflop came back on, "Still want him?" He paused. "Didn't think so."

Sasha sat blankly at her computer screen.

Tears streamed down her face as she began bawling.

"R-r-ratchet… how could you…"
(A/N) Holy hell that was long, so how'd I do?
Good drama?

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