A/N: Hi! My one amazing review drove me to write another chapter...
So here it is! :)
I hope you enjoy it and I've nearly finished chapter 3, which is a bit shorter though, please keep reading and R&R! :)
"Urgh..."
Ratchet groaned.
The Lombax opened his eyes groggily only to discover the room he was in was... Upside down?
"Wait, that can't be right..."
He said to himself.
He rubbed his eyes to clear his vision. After a second, more sensible thought, Ratchet realised that he was suspended from his ankles, hanging from the ceiling. He looked arounf the room and took in his surroundings. (Well, the best he could from his position.)
There was a bobble-headed Courtney Gears figurine sitting on a shelf, the rest of that space being occupied by 'Secret Agent Clank' holo-vids. There was also a 'Secret Agent Clank' poster on the wall. Clank in the poster had a unibrow and moustache scribbled on his face and the name 'Clank' had been crossed out and replaced with 'Stupid Pants', all done with a black permanent marker. After seeing the 'Lance and Janet' coffee mug, Ratchet knew this had to be Dr. Nefarious's latest lair.
As the thought rolled through his mind, Lawrence, Nefarious's robot butler, pushed through a set of double doors.
"Are you conscious, Lombax?"
He asked, seeing that Ratchet was awake but not seeming to care either way.
"Uh... Yeah?"
He replied, almost cautiously.
Lawrence sighed and exited the room.
Ratchet strained his ears to hear the conversation behind the doors.
"Well, is he awake?"
"Yes, sir."
"Okay Lawrence, when I make my entrance, you have to follow me in, okay?"
"Yes... sir."
Ratchet rolled his eyes.
"SO, SQUISHIE!"
Nefarious boomed as he burst through the double doors dramatically, placing his hands behind his back.
"Finally awake, are we?"
He looked behind himself, around the room then dropped the act and fell into a slouch, facing the doorway.
"Law-rence!"
He whined.
"You were supposed to FOLLOW me!"
"I must have forgotten"
Lawrence drawled sarcastically as rolled into the room.
My apologies, sir."
Nefarious didn't seem to notice his butler's sarcasm.
"Good."
He mumbled before he stood straight and faced Ratchet again.
"Anyway, as you can see, rodent,"
Nefarious continued, this time without his 'dramatic' touch.
"I have caught you. In case you didn't realise, you're hanging from the rafters by your ankles."
"Oh, what? Really?"
Ratchet asked with extreme sarcasm while looking around with faux surprise, the blood rushing to his head was beginning to take its toll on him.
Then he remembered.
"Where's Clank?"
He asked, a tone of aggression in his voice this time.
"Clank? Your little 'robot' buddy?"
Nefarious made his fingers into quotation marks around the work 'robot'.
"We didn't bother with him. I don't need him to take this plan into action."
"You mean you couldn't catch him..."
Ratchet sneered.
"Well, er, yes... I guess we had a bit of an advantage over you this time..."
"I was knocked out!"
"From your own stupidity!"
"Touché..."
Nefarious shot Ratchet a quizzical look.
"Do you even know what that means?"
"... It sounded like it fit?"
Ratchet shook his head and changed the subject.
"Why do you need me anyway? What're you gunna do to me?"
He lurched forwards at Nefarious, a failed attempt at intimidation. After he stopped swinging back and forth, he began to spin around slowly which made him feel a tad uneasy.
"Well... Oh,"
Nefarious seemed taken aback.
"I er, hadn't actually thought about that... Lawrence?"
He turned to the butler.
"What're we gunna do with him?"
Nefarious asked in a hushed tone.
"We could have him replace you, at least he'd get something done around here..."
Lawrence drawled.
"LAAAAWWRREE-"
"Janet, we can't be together anymore"
"But why Lance, why?"
"Because Janet, as a child, my capability to love was stolen by a group of flesh-eating zombie Blargs!"
" I know! I was in that group of flesh-eating zombie Blargs!"
"Janet, will you marry me?"
"Oh Lance!"
"Oh Janet!"
"Oh Lance!"
Lawrence sighed and looked over at Ratchet.
"This is the best part of my day."
He went over to the shelf, grabbed a 'Secret Agent Clank' holo-vid, went back over to Nefarious and smacked it over his head with all his might.
"EEEEEEENNNNNNCCCEEE!"
"My apologies sir... We must get that fixed."
Lawrence said with phony sincerity, throwing the holo-vid in a pile with its smashed counterparts.
"What I meant to say was we should leave him hanging from the rafters, to let the blood rush to his head a bit longer."
"Yes, that is what we shall do,"
Nefarious decided, turning to Ratchet.
"You shall hang a while longer, puny organic lifeform!"
Ratchet groaned.
It was going to be a long day.