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Health: Both are perfectly healthy for Lombaxes their age. M!A: None. (AU Ratchet and Clank Roleplay Blog starring Ratchet and Sprocket, an OC. They are both 5 years old and living on Veldin. Icon and sidebar by Shadzy.)

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“Gotcha.”

Once he’d made his way to the kitchen, he realized he had no idea how to make soup. Crap. Whatever the case, his first order of business was to actually locate said soup.

Going through the cupboards (was this wrong?), he eventually found the canned soup. Hopefully you could microwave this stuff ‘cause that’s what he’s gonna do. First, open the can, pour it into a bowl– two bowls (can’t forget Fred), and throw it into the microwave for a few minutes. Yep.

Hoping it’ll taste good, Ratchet brings it out to the two kids on the couch.

“Okay, here y’ guys go–! Ah, be careful– it’s kinda hot!”

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Taking their bowls the little thug was able to dig right in, the heat apparently doing nothing but encouraging him, while Sprocket was having a bit of trouble. It was a bit too hot for him to take a whole spoonful at once so he attempted blowing on it to help cool it down some. But that just got him coughing and he had to set the bowl down on the little side table to keep from spilling all over himself. Unfortunately Fred was too engrossed in his food to notice and offer help.

“Oh– food, right!”

Sprocket had caught him by surprise, but he had to resume his doctor duties, right away! He had no idea if he’d be able to make what they might want but he could try.

“So… what do you two want?”

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Now the sick lombax looked a bit puzzled as they thought. Just what did they want to eat, could their stomach even hold anything? They didn’t want them to go through the trouble of making them something for him to just throw it back up. Luckily Fred was a step ahead.

“Why don’t you make him some soup? Should be easy for my lil mate here to keep down.”

“Ah… sorry about that Spro–”

His apology was interrupted when the younger unexpectedly reached out to grab his face. It effectively silenced Ratchet as he wondered what the other was doing. Sprocket was touching all over his face and then– a kiss to the cheek. Ratchet’s just gonna stand there awkwardly, he’s unsure of what to do or say.

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Sprocket just sat there kinda smiling before it looked like he was about to sneeze, luckily he was able to turn his head away in time so the other lombax wouldn’t get a face full of ick. Giving a larger grin now he just bundled back up on the couch.

“...Hungry.”

“Huh…?”

Confused, he decided to take a closer look at the sick lombax on the couch and he noticed brown eyes where green were supposed to be. Well, now he felt like an idiot. To be fair, though, this one had never even approached him (alone) before, so he’d just assumed. In fact, he didn’t even know if Sprocket liked him.

“…Oh.”

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Once the older lombax’s head was close enough Sprocket just reached out and grabbed their face. His hold, if you could even call it that, was really gentle and there really was nothing keeping visiting Ratchet in place. Feeling around his face it seemed Sprocket was seeing just how this Ratchet and the one he lived with differed. Once he was done he gave the older lombax a kiss on the cheek, guess that answers the liked question.

And they both just started giggling, especially the thug. It was now his turn to look at them completely baffled. He didn’t think he’d said anything funny.

“…What?”

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It took a few minutes but the children were able to get themselves back under control and catch their breath. With the lombax still feeling bad the thug decided to speak up for him.

“That ain’t Ratchet, mate.”

A thug? Unexpected. Ratchet had expected the other little lombax to crawl out from under the covers. Apparently, Fred was his name. Again, however, Ratchet noticed the smaller’s stutter. His head tilted, it was something he was curious about but he figured he should deal with the thug first.

“Thanks, Fred… but, just to be safe, maybe you should… probably not hang around too close to lil Ratch here, okay? Until he starts to feel better.”

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That got both children looking at the older lombax with a completely baffled expression on their faces, until Fred started laughing anyway. He almost fell off the couch he was laughing so hard. The little lombax however just kept it down to a few controlled giggles, he knew that was rude but he just couldn’t help it.

Ratchet grinned back at the smaller lombax, happy to know he was doing something right. He’s distracted, though, when the shape under the blanket moved. That pretty much confirmed there being another kid down there.

“But… uh… is there someone else under there? You wouldn’t want them to get sick, too, right?”

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From the quick change in expression on the little lombax’s face it appeared that he did not think of that, but given how he felt that shouldn’t be too surprising. Wiggling over to get closer to the arm rest he started pulling on the covers to reveal what looked like a young thug, he couldn’t be much older than the lombax he had his arms wrapped around.

“F-Fred, I don’t want you to g-get sick. Can you m-move please?”

At first the scaly little boy let out a snort but eventually relented before moving over to the other side of the couch. But not without helping to bundle the lombax back up.

“What…?”

The only response to his question being a giggle, shortly followed by a cough. It only made him more curious of what the other was hiding. However, since Ratchet was a very responsible caretaker, he would drop the subject for now and hand the other the glass of water, hoping it might ease his cough.

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Taking the water the little lombax was very quick to get it down. From the quite dumb looking grin on his face it seemed to help soothe his throat. Setting the now empty glass down onto the table next to him he brought the blanket up a bit more and the shape under it moved slightly as well, at least now it was obvious that the shape was alive.

“T-thank you.”

Ratchet couldn’t help but chuckle at the bundle of blankets that now took up the couch. It was cute. Though… he’d noticed that the shape under the covers was at least twice the height of the little lombax. He tilted his head and pointed at the shape under the blankets.

“…What’s that?”

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Yawning he looked at the other, slightly taller lombax. It only now just occurred to them that the difference in height was actually not as great as their difference in ages would lead you to believe. It actually got him to giggle for a bit before he had to cough again.

“Oookay.”

Well… the tissues weren’t exactly hard to find, but he’d take what he could get as the smaller one didn’t seem to be up for talking much. Ratchet grabbed the nearby box of tissues and handed it to the other. Then, he was off to wander around the orphanage, hoping he could find what he was looking for.

After opening many doors, he was finally able to locate some blankets. He didn’t really know how much to grab… so he just grabbed a big pile of them before running back to hand them to ’his patient’. Ratchet is a great doctor, yes.

Fortunately, obtaining water was very easy. He just found the kitchen, some cups, and the sink. When he returned to the younger, he would offer the water to them.

“Whew, did it!”

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Wiping his hand clean of the snot he took the blankets and covered himself up with a few of them, okay maybe a few too many of them. But he honestly didn’t mind the extra heat especially if it’ll help get rid of whatever bug he got a bit faster.

Once the older lombax came back with the water for him the blankets would be up to his neck. But the bump under them were certainly a lot bigger than a lombax his age could make. Just what was under there?

“Okay! I’m gonna… put you on this couch and go get ya some, okay?”

Ratchet carefully placed the other down on a couch. Before he ran off, though, he had a thought, he took off one of his gloves and placed his hand on the other’s forehead. He’d expected it to be hot… but it was actually a bit cold. Guess he’d add blankets to the list of things to find.

At the stutter, Ratchet looks back at the younger, a confused look on his face. That is, until he realized what the other was gagging about. Of course, kleenex, more things to find. Sigh.

“Y’know, kid, you probably know this place a lot better than I do.”

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Giving the older lombax a look they just let out a low groan. Rubbing at their head with his clean hand the child just pointed to a table where an open box of tissues could be found, there were boxes just like that in every room of the orphanage. As for blankets every child had one on their bed while any extras were kept in closets.

Oh no. If the sneezing wasn’t enough, the coughing definitely got the message through. He was sick. What was Ratchet supposed to do?

“Oh, uh… you want some water or something?”

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A nod was given as they little sick lombax visibly relaxed in the other’s grip. Rubbing their nose it seemed they got some nasty gunk on their hand, it was enough to make them silently gag.

“G-g-gross.”

“Uhh… hug?”

That was the only reasonable conclusion he could come to. He hesitantly pulled the other closer, unsure if that was what he wanted.

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From how they clung on, but not so tight as to be uncomfortable for the larger lombax, that seems to be what they wanted. Letting out a few coughs it was easy to tell how hoarse their voice was even from only that, probably why they haven’t said anything so far. All of that plus the sneezing it was easy to tell that they did have some kind of bug.

He’s kinda concerned after hearing a second sneeze come from the other (and his relative silence). He might be over analyzing things but could he be sick? Kids got sick easily, right? Whatever the case, Ratchet lowered him down to eye level.

“You okay?”

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Now that they were back down to a more reasonable level they stretched out their arms towards the other. Maybe being held out at arms length like this was not want they wanted.

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After they let out what seemed to be a little sneeze, the little lombax put both of their arms up. Seems what was ‘up’ was going to be them in a few moments provided that he got his way.

A sigh.

“Aww, fine.”

With that, Ratchet reached to lift the younger up high above his head with a grin. (Unfortunately, the height difference isn’t a big as Ratchet would want you to believe.)

“Better?”

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Shaking their head no it seems this was too high up for the little lombax. Letting out another sneeze, but being sure to turn his head away from the other, he crossed his arms and started pouting.

Oh look, there's a young lombax tugging at the older one's leg.

A small tug on his leg causes the older to look back in confusion. Once he saw the younger, though, he gave a small smile.

“What’s up, bud?”

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After they let out what seemed to be a little sneeze, the little lombax put both of their arms up. Seems what was ‘up’ was going to be them in a few moments provided that he got his way.

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