Once In A Memory [ A Ratchet And Clank Fanfiction ]

[20] The Truth

Buckle up :) It's going to be a bumpy ride from here on out!

Enjoy! 

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[One Week Later]

[Ratchet]

The white-haired woman typed away quickly at her computer, eyes racing across the screen.

Ratchet looked over at Hunter apprehensively, and the other just shrugged his shoulders. They were playing the waiting game here, and it seemed like this "Kaz" lady was taking her sweet time. Ratchet huffed and started tapping his foot impatiently.

"Hey, can you do this or not?" He asked after a while. The woman paused, turning her head slowly to the side and stopping once they made eye contact. "You're the one that comes here for my help and this is my thanks?" she groaned dramatically, "You make me do all this work and-"

"Kazandra please." Hunter called from behind Ratchet, "I get it, we owe you big time. But we need it done quickly." he said, "The Council doesn't know about you-" Kaz scoffed and then started laughing quietly to herself. Hunter just rolled his eyes and continued, "-but they know about Ratchet here. If Ratchet gets this message out, it could help us with our situation."

Kaz stopped laughing, looking over at her computer tiredly. "Yeah yeah, whatever you say..." she drawled, "You two definitely owe me after this. How about food? I love food. Yeah, now you guys owe me food!"

Ratchet watched with wide eyes as her typing speed became faster. He looked over towards Hunter, who just shook his head.

This was probably normal behavior then...

When she was finished, she turned to them fully, "I will be able to get your message on the next trading ship they send out, which is two days from now. Is that good?"

Hunter and Ratchet looked towards each other, then back at the woman, "As long as it gets out there, it's fine."

The woman nodded, opening her desk drawer and pulling out a paper and a pen,

"Go on then, write it."

Ratchet hesitantly took the items and looked down at the blank sheet of paper.

Oh well, here goes nothing.

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With the letter being written, Hunter and Ratchet went their separate ways. It was late, and Ratchet decided that he would rather get home than be caught heading back to Hunter's place.

He slid through the opening in his window, shutting it behind him quickly as he turned to face the darkness of his room.

This was just a shot in the dark, but he felt it in his heart that his friend was out there waiting for him. And if he really, truly came from another dimension....

The odds were incredibly thin..

He sighed heavily, plopping sideways onto his bed as the chill of the night set in.

It's funny how the familiar feeling of loneliness often crept in nowadays...

He just wanted to go home.