Hey guys got another chapter up for ya.
Like I mentioned before this one is gonna be solely focused on Clank and his….feelings.
I'm not gonna give away anything else.
Chapter 7: Hidden Feelings
The sound of mild click clacking echoed through the Phoenix corridor.
Clank was casually making his way back to Ratchet's quarters, a look of disappointment on his metallic features.
He had just spent almost half an hour scouring the main ship hanger searching for any signs of who or what abandoned Makayla at the Phoenix but unfortunately all that he turned up were a few pieces of white fur and a barely visible piece of black netting.
Clank signed.
Oh well, hopefully some information will turn up soon.
He thought to himself.
Clank was greeted with the all too familiar sounds of gunfire and striking ninjas as he came closer to the area where the two lombaxes were supposedly located.
A faint smile appeared on Clank's features as he recalled his days of being a secret agent followed by a rather sad smile as he remembered Ratchet's imprisonment.
If it wasn't for Klunk's selfish plan involving mind control Ratchet would of never had to go through that kind of punishment.
Clank felt his face go hot as the image of the carefree trigger-happy lombax flashed in his mind.
It was still a mystery of when Clank had exactly developed the so called crush on his best friend.
For Clank it felt like he had always felt more than just friends with the lombax.
Maybe it all started When Ratchet offered to repair his arm after the whole Drek incident, instead of leaving him to fend for himself.
Over the years these acts of heroism (along with those in between periods spent together) were the things that brought him and Ratchet closer together, making Clank's feelings for his friend much stronger.
Clank tapped his chin, thinking of all the times Ratchet played savior and rescued him when he was unexpectedly kidnapped by the enemy.
A soft giggle sounded from small robot as he thought of himself as a sort of Damsel in distress.
Even at times when it seemed he wasn't in any danger, Ratchet was quick to defend if anyone posed the slightest threat towards him.
Clank always wondered why Ratchet was so protective of him.
Could he possibly share the same feelings he did?
The small robot mulled over this for a second then shook his head.
No, Ratchet couldn't possibly feel "that way" towards me besides he has Makayla, his dream girl (literally). To him I am and will remain only his best friend, nothing more.
Clank thought, his face changing into its normal expression as he turned towards the couch he had last seen the two seated on.
He expected to find Ratchet and Makayla happily chatting away but he was not expecting the horror that lie before him.
Makayla had Ratchet in a death grip; fangs deep in his neck.
Soft whimpers could be heard as Ratchet fought weakly against the female vampires hold.
Clank was literally frozen in place, his neon green eyes overflowing with fear and something else.
The small robot did the first thing he could think of.
He opened his mouth, and screamed.
Cliff-hanger alert.
Sorry it was short, will update soon. R and R.