Now this chapter is where things get a little less kid-friendly, albeit less than a latter chapter shortly down the line.
This chapter stars everyones favorite little robot (Favorite is subject to opinion), ClapTrap, as he finally decides on a career choice.
Things can only go so smoothly from here.
Also i just now realized that i completely misspelled Rumbi's name last chapter (it's not "Roombi" like I thought).
Anyways, enjoy!
"I AM THE CONDUCTOR OF THE POOP TRAIN!"
-Kreig, 2007
No matter how you shape it, ClapTrap has not had a good life.
Claptrap laid there in his bed (and by that, i mean a bunch of sticks with hay slapped on top of it), doing his daily routine of wondering how he got up to this point. The improvised igloo he calls home was starting to drip, as frozen water tends to do.
"Why doesn't anyone wanna be my friend," The robot thought to himself, "I'm literally programed to be the friendliest robot out there! And yet, everyone treats me like trash that was left out on the garage door because they were too lazy to go to the bin outside! What am i doing wrong?"
Claptrap was never the most popular robot. Hell, if anything, people seemed to hate him pretty badly. Any time he tries to be friendly with people, they just got annoyed.
He didn't have a lot of friends as a result. I mean, sure, he had Steve, a member of the Zaford clan who he knew since day 1 (He kidnapped him when he was made), there was that Ava kid who idolizes him, Moxxi's also pretty friendly with him, he and Dr. Zed got along well (Being the only 2 people in a town wasted by bandits for a few months would do that to you), BAYLEX was cool with him, the Vault Hunters in general don't seem to mind him, he knew a guy named Jeff who-
Okay, he had a good few friends. But that's still pretty small compared to the amount of buddies the Vault Hunters had. "Like, seriously, all the Hunters do is just kill a bunch of people and steal their loot, and yet they're hailed as heroes all the time! Sure, they're a bunch of the most badass people in the Six Galaxies, but so was Handsome Jack, and everyone hated that guy!"
This thinking process is what actually got him to decide on a career choice. He finally decided to get the most dangerous job one can get: a Vault Hunter!
(Which is basically a glorified mercenary who collects guns for a living and sells the ones they don't like)
He decided to place an order for spare parts to upgrade himself a month ago, and has been waiting impatiently ever since. The thoughts above were essentially all he thought about for a month (Alongside such questions as "What are atoms made of?" and "What is a Blarggian Snagglebeast anyways?")
Finally, the doorbell rang. Exited, ClapTrap rushed to the door, imagining all the mayhem he's gonna cause to get some friends. Upon opening it, he was surprised to see a little girl holding a heavy box filled with dangerous spare parts with her. She was wearing a purple suit with a big zipper in the middle, a yellow cape, and, most notably, a big (and admittedly snazzy) top hat.
"Your delivery, mister!", the child cheerily announced, casually handing him the box like it was a small rock. "Sorry that we were late, the message clearly took a while to get to my parents workplace. Still, the journey wasn't too long, so hopefully the product will make up for it!"
"Hellllooo, small, hat wearing pre-pre-adult", the robot replied, "I am a CL4P-TRP unit, but you can call me ClapTrap! If you're wondering, i am currently planning to use these parts to upgrade myself to become a Vault Hunter! Don't be surprised when i make it onto the headlines by, say, next week!"
"Well, i hope you succeed on your dreams" the girl said, "I always wanted to be a part of those 'I meet a guy before they become famous so i can say that i've meet a celebrity' things!"
As ClapTrap took the delivery and payed up (Surprisingly, being broke was not one of his problems, thanks to looting corpses), he was still wondering why on Eden-6 would a child's parents would let their child make a delivery to Pandora of all places. He eventually chalked it up to miscommunication. After all, surely she couldn't defend herself from bandits, could she?
Realizing what usually happens in these kinds of situations, ClapTrap looked over her shoulder, and sure enough, there were about 2 or 3 dozen unconscious bandits (And a scav from Elpis, for some reason) lying around, with the ones that were getting fleeing in mortal terror. Come to think of it, he did here some gunfire and lasers from outside 5 minutes earlier, but that stuff's common, so he didn't pay much attention to it at the time.
"Thank you for using our business, mister Trap!" said the kid, "We hope you use us again!"
And with that, she cheerfully skipped away, climbing over a couple of bandit bodies, a few of which ClapTrap was pretty sure were dead.
Still, he had other things to attend to, so without hesitation, he went to his Hyperion Fast-Travel system he had somehow (Again, money) and had it go to Ellie's garage to get himself upgraded. His ultimate goal: another finger to actually use a gun!
Oh, and defense upgrades and other shit like that.
These Claptrap chapters are usually gonna be him taking up a job and him either kicking a surprising amount of ass, or screwing it up so badly that he gets paid money to go away.
A few extra things:
- The scav hitched a ride on Hat Kid's ship when she stopped by Elpis to get gas.
- Her parents sent her to pandora simply because they knew she would easily kick bandit ass. I mean, she fought The Snatcher, what's a couple of guys with guns gonna do?
- ClapTrap spent his first couple years being the R2-D2 to Steves Luke Skywalker, and only stopped when it was made clear that Clappy could not fight to save his own life. They still visit each other every now and again.
Now, it might not seem like it at first, but the next chapter's gonna be not only the longest so far, but also be the reason this story has a M rating.
See ya later!