Labels.

Waking up earlier than usual Ratchet yawned audibly. Dressing himself he made his way out to the kitchen finding Clank already up and busily labelling every single item that belonged to Ratchet in the apartment.

Smirking to himself Ratchet snuck up on his robot friend and went to pick him up before he turned around catching him in the act.

"Good Morning Ratchet."

Caught in the act Ratchet put his hands down to his sides with a slap before saying morning back.

"What's up with all the logos?"

"It is of my knowledge that many Lombaxian internal conflicts were because of not only territory but personal items being messed about with."

Giggling to himself while shaking his head Ratchet turned to walk away before he felt the necklace around his neck being tugged making a sound akin to a meow come out of him, turning him around by the shoulder Clank put a label with Ratchets name on the old pocket watch that housed the photo of his father and Alister.

"Clank I'm not a kid anymore I'm not gonna get mad at Rivet for touching my stuff." he all but whined.

Looking up Clank made an expression akin to that of a disapproving parent.

"Ratchet last week you got annoyed with me for arranging your Armoury."

"Yeah! But" the Lombax nearly vibrating as he responded.

"But what?"

Moving away with a scoff Ratchet began to make coffee for himself before remembering the whole reason he was up at 9 o'clock.

"Oh shit Rivet and Kit are coming over for the weekend aren't they?"

"Yes they should be here in about 45 minutes."

Ratchet snapped still like a statue remembering that he was meant to be cleaning out the guest bedroom that was filled to the brim with random pieces of scrap metal and other assorted junk. His mind jumping to the 26 crotchetisers Qwark had given him this year for missing out on his birthday, and the 25 before that as if Ratchet had missed out on having a crotchetiser as a small child that sat in the room.

"Hey pal you wouldn't know where the Suck Cannon is would you?" he asked with a grin scratching his ear.

Clank turned slowly and sighed.

"You forgot to clean out the guest bedroom didn't you?"

After Three Suck Cannon barrels were no longer useable the room was finally spotless was Clank pleased. Throwing new sheets on the bed Ratchet was satisfied with what they had managed to get done when the front doorbell rang.

Opening the door Ratchet was met with a yellow mechanical arm pulling him in for a swift hug before a large suit case ended up in his arms.

"You know I'd think that intergalactic heroes like yourselves would have a crazy castle or even a whole planet to yourselves, heya bolts!"

"Hello Rivet"

Ratchet almost rolled at his eyes at Rivets sudden intrusion but he settled on a smile instead.

"I'd think that an interdimensional herowould have sweeter digs than a cave."

Turning around mocking offence Rivet smiled back.

"Hey! It's cozy"

"So is this!"

"Excuse me Rivet but where is Kit?" Clank interjected.

"I am here."

"Hey Kit tell me you like my house at least"

"It is very nice Ratchet but I have to agree with Rivet that I was under the assumption you two lived in a large castle."

The statement made Ratchets grin and ears drop making clank giggle slightly.

Putting the suitcase down he made his way over to the kitchen with a sigh picking out two mugs and boiling the kettle.

"I have mine black with-"

"Two sugars."

Shaking his head Ratchet smiled again.

Leave it to your dimensional counterpart to know everything about you.

The TV lit up with flash of gore as Kit utterly thrashed Clank for the fifth time that hour, putting the controller down with a robotic huff Clank stood up.

"I find it statistically improbable that you did not use an exploit of any kind Kit."

"Improbable not Impossible."

Biting his lip not to laugh at his friends expense Ratchet stated the obvious.

"Pal you lost fair and square."

Shrugging his shoulders Clank sat in-between Rivet and Ratchet on the worn in couch.

"So what are we going to do today?"

Sitting in thought for a moment Ratchet frowned and with a sigh he opened his mouth before regretting it immediately.

"Qwark's new movie just came out."

Rivet made a face that sat in between amusement and confusion at the statement.

"Qwark's got a movie about him?"

"Yeah I think this is the 9th movie now?"

"That is correct, I believe this one is titled a fistful of bolts."

The sound of a large double ended Omni Wrench being scraped from the corner drew the three's eyes to Kit who was pointing out the label on it.

"Ratchet why do you label every item you own? I doubt there's any risk of you forgetting who owns them."

Scratching his ear Ratchet almost glared daggers as Clank opened his mouth before Ratchet could.

"Throughout the history of Lombax Internal conflict there ha-

"What Clanks trying to say is he thinks I'm going to get pissy if you guys touch my stuff."

"Mainly Rivet."

Ratchet's ears shot up and he glared at Clank with what he thought was the most menacing glare he could muster, instead looking like a sulking child.

"Well are you gonna get mad hotshot?" Rivet asked with a hand on her hip.

"No" Ratchet scoffed back at her.

"Well you wouldn't mind if I had a look at this would ya?"

As she said this, River grabbed the pocket watch around his neck and half-heartedly tried to take it out of his baggy black Use your illusion t shirt.

Proving Clanks point Ratchet grabbed her by the wrist, a look of confused anger on his face that Clank hadn't seen since he was a teenager.

With both of their faces only inches apart Rivet could feel his breath on her as she stared into his green eyes, he was mad and she learnt something valuable from this interaction.

Don't mess with his shit damn.

Pulling herself free from his grip on her wrist she smirked at him before turning away.

"I reckon we go catch that movie."

Looking at Ratchet with an I told you so look Clank agreed and made his way out with Kit next to him Ratchet standing in the door way who almost punched himself in the head for acting like an idiot when rivet popped her head in the doorway.

"You coming or you going to sit there and mope like an idiot?" Rivet said poking her head in the door way.

Looking up at her his expression changed and he retorted back, his normal demeanour back.

"Fine, I'm only interrupting my sulking to grace you all with my great looks." He said, sarcasm smothering his voice.

Of course the movie was terrible, but the company was great.