New-Found Friendship. (Oneshot.)

Alone Together.

Disclaimer: I don't own Ratchet And Clank: Rift Apart. I don't own the picture (cover). Or the song.

(qwertuno and SilentReadersMatter)

(I am mad there aren't Clank and Kit fics so here I am doing one.)

(Hope you enjoy.)

Clank often appreciated Ratchet in his life.

Without him, he wouldn't be the hero he is today. Probably no one would pay attention.

Without him, they aren't Ratchet & Clank.

Two Lone rangers coming together. Being there whenever push came to shove, a feeling of belonging driving in sometime.

They are a team.

***

Kit often felt alone in life.

Savali came with perks of knowledge, learning to be the best guardian. Pros outweighing the cons usually.

But still, there are negatives.

Loneliness beginning as the most familiar.

When you become accustomed to a certain style, routine sets so you don't notice the different if anything breaks you out the day.

Unfortunately, the day Ratchet arrived is the day Kit realised how alone she truly seemed.

It's also the day she met a counterpart and friends who she considered family.

There are perks.

***

Both often are glad of events.

Wihout the infamous Rift apart as creature started calling the it, Clank and Kit would only be knocked as solos.

Without partners. Friends. Family.

Alone.

It's a topic both can't be accustomed to.

Clank and Kit now are together.

Like finding someone like you.

Relatability at its finest.

Clank wondered around the building Ratchet chose them all to sleep in. Sometimes he'd visit Rivet in her dimension and her the same.

Clank thought of them possibly a couple.

His suspicious turned true.

Knock. Knock.

Clank softly knocked on the door. Hearing no sound, he gently opened the the thing so he could see if Ratchet was alright.

Purring was the first thing he heard. Tilting his head, Clank opened the door further letting light in so he saw better.

Ratchet and Rivet slept in the same bed.

The room was about ten feet in length, stretching in length so multiples can be in it. A black colour adorning the walls.

Dark blue carpet decorated the floors all over along with a brown dresser and desk. A bed fitted in the corner as two creatures slept.

Ratchet laid curled half top on Rivet, who didn't seemed not minding to be trapped under his grip.

She had one arm wrapped around his waist, whilst the other supported her one head to stay in the pillow. Their legs tangled together in a way that both trapped and made them a sight to the be seen.