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// DONT BE SORRY I LOVE SEEING YOU ON THE DASH SM GUSH ABOUT UR BB !!
||. LISTEN OK IF I START I’LL NEVER STOP COS SHE’S JUST ??? SO GOOD AND GOLDEN ??? SO SOFT ??? DAMAGED BUT SHE TRIES SO HARD ??? LOVES SO MUCH ??? SHE DESERVES THE ENTIRE WORLD
Send me “You should have seen the other guy” for my muse to patch yours up after a fight | @intercosmiic
He should have seen this coming is more like it.
The speedster knew well enough of the adventures that his friend tackles day in and day out. He was well invested into the knowledge of the Galactic Rangers to know of the dangers they face daily. Heck, he even knows of the Lombax’s recklessness… Something that reminds him all too much of himself honestly.
…But this? He can’t even dig into his brain deep enough to figure out what in the world has happened on this adventure. It pegged him desperately to ask, but he decided to keep his trap shut. After all, why question it when it’s an ordinary thing for Ratchet to do, right?
“Ya sure it was one guy? Or a whole dozen of ‘em?” he inquired, his gloved fingers gripping tightly on one of the bandages as he wrapped it around one of the other hero’s arm, “I mean, it had ta be a whole army, right? Or did one decided ta give ya a pretty shiner?”
He remembered how much he had to internally wince upon seeing Ratchet stumble in the garage; injuries and all. His heart pounded in milliseconds, with him causing gusts of dry air to pick up in the shelter once he ran up to him. He recalled how Ratchet and Clank had to remind him that there was Nanotech around, but he didn’t waste a second to gather the First Aid.
More likely than not, he forgot all about the Nanotech in the first place. This is what happens when you and your friend are from two different planets. Or galaxies.
Shutting his eyes so tight that they might as well been screwed in, he gave out a deep breath, averting his eyes from the injured ranger for a moment. Concern shimmered in his eyes, practically gleaming by the sun’s blinding rays from outside. He almost had the urge to peck the bandaged wound, but he didn’t have it in him.
Not this time.
A deafening screech disturbed the silence in the room, all caused by the scooting of the hedgehog’s chair. His sneakers dragged themselves towards the other’s boots, raising themselves upward so that he can be on his tippy toes. A gloved hand of his reached forward to gently touch Ratchet’s cheek, right under where the black eye was.
One would think the blue one was smiling or giving out one of his speeches, but no. He didn’t. The worried frown plastered on his face was deepening, and it didn’t seem like it was going to wear off anytime soon.
“…Listen, I…” Another sigh escaped him. He swallowed. “…I know dat ya do this all da time. Beatin’ up bad guys and everythin’. But…” He bit his lip. “What ya do is different than I do. I fight robots and ya do too. You also fight other people. People who can kill others faster than… Than…! Than, well, probably than me. Than my own two feet.”
His speed was what he meant to say.
He released the touch, hitting his spiked back against his chair. “Time is faster than me.” Boy, did it hurt to say that. “Time is faster than me and if ya get into a rough spot, I dunno if I can ma-make it in time. I know y’er not vulnerable and dat ya have da rangers and Clank ta help ya out. I know dat y’er not some scrawny weaklin’ out there. I know ya aren’t…”
His voice became soft, softer than his friend has possibly heard him. It hurt to not be so boisterous and loud.
“I jus’… I jus’ worry dat one day I won’t be there and you’ll be… You’ll be… Y’anno?” He didn’t want to say it. He didn’t. It hurt too much. Far too much. It only made his restless nights worse. He can’t, he can’t, he can’t…
“Jus’ swear ta me you’ll save y’er behind da best ya can, okay? Dat’s all I ask…”
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“… I like the idea of whacking you on the head instead. Hold still, Qwark.” With this, he takes out his Omniwrench (but he isn’t going to actually hit him… or is he?)
Qwark backed away as soon as he caught sight of Ratchet’s Omniwrench, raising his hands up in a show of surrender. “Why won’t you just answer me?! I just want to know why it happened!”
“i can never tell if you enjoy these moments with me...” jack said softly as he looks up at the lombax’s eyes, arms wrapped around the other. “do you??? its okay if you lie, i don’t mind...just as long as you're here with me right now.”