His eyes opened heavily and his head was buzzing.
Ratchet woke up from his dreamless sleep, before he looked at the time. It was only six o'clock in the morning, and yet he didn't feel like sleeping some more. The memory of last night came back, and the lombax had the urge to cry again. But he remained strong, because Ratchet knew what he had done and now he had to find a way to make things right again. The hero got up from the couch where he had slept last night and crept to the shared bedroom.
Where his Rivet was still slumbering.
He approached quietly and examined her face more closely. Under her eyes he could see the dried tears that the rebel had released, which only caused more pain in Ratchet's heart. He had done this to her. "I'm so sorry, Rivet..." he whispered to himself, before Ratchet bent down and gently kissed her forehead, "I'll make it all right, my angel." The hero then finally left the bedroom, leaving his beloved to continue sleeping. Ratchet quickly went into the bathroom, freshened up and put on his old familiar outfit, which he had also washed. He quietly left the apartment to run some errands. When the lombax returned, he would have to make a huge apology to his sweetheart.
Until then, the morning continued to pass.
At half past nine it was finally time. Rivet finally opened her eyes and sat up with a heavy head. It didn't take the rebel long to remember last night. It was the most violent fight she ever had and Rivet was sure that she wasn't the only one who had suffered. "Ratchet...", the white female lombax stood up, went through her tuff of hair again and then walked out in her sleeping outfit towards the living room.
But then she saw the man she hadn't wanted to see just yet.
Ratchet was sitting there with his head bowed. Clank and Kit were on the kitchen table with serious looks on their faces. Earlier, Ratchet had told them what the noise was yesterday and both robots were sorely disappointed in the orange one. Clank gave his best friend a lecture, which prompted him to finally dare to stand in front of the rebel, so he could apologize. The hero in orange finally lifted his eyes and looked into Rivet's emotionless blue eyes, which were like diamonds to the hero despite the lack of emotion, "Rivet..."
"What? What do you want from me," the rebel crossed her arms angrily before continuing her words, "What are you going to call me next? First stupid, then bitch...will cripple be next?"
"No...", he quickly interrupted his girlfriend before the rebel could utter any more swear words, "Rivet...you have to believe me when I say...I'm so sorry." "You hurt me," the white lombax quietly admitted to herself, but her boyfriend heard her, "I know...I broke your trust...and insulted you in the worst way. I...I didn't realize how much I hurted you..."
He took a deep breath before continuing his apology.
"You didn't deserve to be treated like that. I acted like a piece of trash...towards you. You're the one who didn't deserve to be spoken to like that..." Ratchet looked up again briefly. It actually seemed to be working. Rivet lowered her arms again and continued to listen to her boyfriend, who finally finished, "I apologize for the things I said. I love you...and always will. I hate myself for yesterday and I know it will take you a long time to forgive me...but I want you to know, that I'm sorry." Ratchet's eyes closed again and he put his head back down. A few tears were already rolling down his eyes and he was already expecting the rebel to just walk on and leave him sitting there.
But Rivet approached Ratchet.
The rebel continued to look at him before her gaze became a little sadder and she knelt down to the hero. "...I will remind you of that promise..." "Riv," Ratchet saw her face before the rebel threw her hands on his shoulders and pulled him close. The rebel kissed the hero for a long time, who immediately surrendered to her tenderness and put his hands on her back. The kiss ended and they both looked deep into each other's eyes again before Rivet found the words again, "It will take a while... BUT you promise that this will never happen again!"
"I'll do that, honey. I'll stick to it this time," followed by a hug before the little bots approached them. Clank and Kit stared together worriedly at the Lombaxes, who now also noticed the little ones and looked at their friends.
"Remember that we're here too," the silver one held out his hand, which the orange Lombax took, "I have to apologize to you too. You've always had to listen to our arguments lately... and I've prepared something for all of us!"
"What," Kit stared curiously at Ratchet, who pulled something out of his pocket. It was four Fleier that he had seen and bought from his walk that morning. "As an apology for you two, Clank and Kit...I thought we could go somewhere tomorrow," he handed the papers, causing his friends' eyebrows to rise enthusiastically.
"You want to go to the amusement park with us?"
"Yeah...it's all on me, don't worry. None of you have to pay anything," Ratchet threw up his hands. The yellow one was thrilled with the idea, Clank had no real objection to it either. Rivet, on the other hand, was still a little put off by it, "Hm...I don't know. Those terrorists are already out to get us... do they maybe have a trap there too?"
"I'm sure nothing bad will happen," Ratchet came closer to her and put his arm around her shoulder before pushing Rivet a little closer to him, "Please let me take you out there tomorrow...we might need that. A little distraction." The corner of the rebel's mouth twitched slightly, but her boyfriend immediately took advantage of it, "Oh, do I see a grin...please laugh for me again...or should I tickle you?" "Okay...let's go there tomorrow...but don't you dare tickle me," she nipped Ratchet on the elbow, who laughed and kissed Rivet again. Clank and Kit also hoped that the trip would be good for everyone and could hardly wait for it to start.
Only this conversation was also recorded.
On the Manowar it was also morning in that part of the galaxy, according to the timer. Kettil stood sleepily in the corridor with a can of warm oil. He was lured here by something loud coming from the direction of the conference room. His crew was sitting in front of the screen, laughing in front of the video.
" Rewind to where she slaps him!"
No sooner said than done. The extremists watched again as Rivet slapped Ratchet and loud laughter rang out again from the robots. "You're still watching this," the red robot looked annoyed at his team, who now also noticed their leader. "Oh Kettil, gloating is the best," Gunar stood up and put his hand on the leader's shoulder, "You should try that too."
"And there's something else," Pluto intervened in the conversation, "We know where the lombaxe are going! Tomorrow they'll be at the amusement park."
"Interesting...", but then a loud tremor sounded in the ship.
"Victor! He's back," loud footsteps could already be heard walking towards the extremists. The rebuilt robot stepped inside. In his hands was the cloaking projector he had finally found and he immediately threw it towards the orange pirate. "Pluto," the former general began, "Can you make an even more perfect version of this thing, where you could think the original is standing in front of you?"
"Hm... it will be difficult, but not impossible. But it'll take me a bit longer," the orange one stared at the device while Victor turned his attention back to Kettil, "I bought one of these from this Slim Cognito guy. He didn't even want to ask what it was for."
"Excellent, Victor," the red one stared at the screen again and it came back to him, "We've already done a lot of damage to their relationship. Would it now be possible to destroy them and hijack the malfunction?" "OH YES! I want revenge on the lombax", Marit and Widar screamed, ready to fight. Gunar, on the other hand, just rolled his eyes and walked back towards his cabin. He wouldn't get his turn anyway, so the robot in the white suit retreated, but...
"GUNAR! COME HERE!"
The other robots, except Victor, were also shocked. Kettil never called the scrawnier one to him when it came to an operation. The bot with the green hair came up to his leader and stared curiously into his blue optics, "Yes, Kettil?"
"We think the lombaxes are already more battered than the last three times," the red robot paused briefly, but Victor gave him the motivation to continue, "...You know I hate sending you on missions like this...because of what you do...but these two are something else! I'm counting on you, go ahead and grab them, but bring the silver robot to us alive!"
"Y...you want...me to fight," even Gunar couldn't believe that Kettil wanted to send him. The white robot nodded for the red one, whereupon the thinner bot laughed out loud, "YOU WON'T REGRET IT, KETTIL! I'll take care of the lombaxes and bring the malfunction!" And so the robot with the white suit wearing green dots danced to the lower levels of the ship. Kettil and the rest of the crew looked after the fourth member who would now fight the Lombaxe. "Did I do the right thing?" the red one wondered, but Victor put his iron hand on the leader's shoulder.
"You did the right thing! Allow Gunar to put an end to the lombaxes...and bring us the malfunction!"
Meanwhile, in the lower part of the ship, Gunar tucked a few more things into his suit. He tied vials, test tubes and special equipment to his palms before he began to laugh, "That should be enough. The new effect of my poison will hopefully be worth it." But then the robot remembered. Something very important was still missing before he would squeeze one of the capsules: "And now for my cutiepie!"
Gunar continued along the corridor before he reached a large, armored door. He could already hear something on the other side pushing against it with all its might, trying to get free, but the robot grabbed the microphone next to the lock, "Relax, it's me!" The blows against the iron stopped completely. The thing behind the iron door had calmed down and waited patiently for Gunar to open the door. A few button presses followed and the Manowar's light showed the creature in this room serving as its cage.
It was the only alien on board the ship, even if its arms were mechanical prostheses and so were its feet. Even its eyes had been replaced with cybernetic optics and its entire lower jaw was made of iron. The beast gasped loudly as it caught sight of Gunar, who wore only a sick smile. He had caused the new parts on the monster's body. He amputated the hairy alien's arms and feet and replaced them with better parts, as he would call them. The monster counted as his pet, which the other extremists also knew, and before Gunar could say anything, the monster let out a loud roar.
But the robot was not frightened. On the contrary, he did something completely different, "AWWW, you're sooooo cute, as always!" The beast stretched a little before its iron body parts moved and accompanied the green-haired robot to the capsules. This one was much larger and would be sufficient for the two new enemies, who set course for the planet where the Lombaxes would be tomorrow.
The hatch was opened and Gunar slapped himself on the thigh to lure the hairy monster over, "Come on! Fine...Come on, Bróm, let's go for a walk!"