As A Team. (Complete.)

(7.) Another Planet Meet And Greet.

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Sargasso turned out to be a plant covered place.

Ratchet landed the royal starship safely. It banged a little, impacted by the unstable shooting of the bots not so long ago.

"Yes, we're here." Ratchet sighed into his seat, taking a minute to relax under less stress. "Finally."

He looked at the Lombax laying asleep beside him. Clank also passed out a bit as they journeyed space and ended up here.

"Let's go." He muttered. Picking up Clank and placing him on his back. "And now you."

Ratchet almost, almost left Rivet in their current location. The temptation in making her pay nearly overtaking his senses.

Mortals kicking in, he did the exact opposite.

Picking up the Lombax, he carried River bridal style. Examining the surrounding areas, Ratchet's ears twitched as he picked up some slight sound nearby.

What?

He carefully put Rivet's unconscious form to the ground. Grabbing his Omniwrench, instincts took over making the Lombax growl ferally.

"Who's there?!"

ROAR!

Ratchet paled. Out came something nightmare inducing running towards the trio. Clank speaking brought Ratchet back to his senses.

"Ratchet, look out!"

Ratchet rolled out the way just in time for the thing to rush past them all. Another roar caught his attention. Rivet opened her eyes slightly.

"Mort.."

She fell back into darkness. The little creatures hopped off the dinosaur thing. It's wings stretched in a stirring motion.

Looks like it'd been disturbed.

"Oh my, you three look hurt!"

Ratchet took a step back. "Who are you?"

"The name's Mort. Here, you need help?"

Ratchet glanced at Rivet again. If she knew this creature, at least it seemed he could trust for the moment. He nodded.

"Yes."

***

Mort's base turned out bigger than expected.

It stood at least over a hundred feet tall. Reaching past the trees, more little creatures like mort wandering out neutrally.

No fighting.

The wide span allowed ships landing safely more common than others places like new nefarious city streets and outposts.

It truly held a sight behold.

All the little creatures seemed not recognising all three creatures. Ratchet wondered over the platform as Mort landed the dinosaur creature thing-

Trudy.

He overheard it affectionally called.

It was too cute for words. Squawking, acting like an obedient pet. Ratchet felt an urge to pet the animal. He didn't act on it.