Part of the Family

It was exciting day in Aleero City, and therefore the rest of the galaxy (that had the same calendar, at least). The Galactic Rangers were aware of the celebration day, as well. All of them sat in the Hall of Heroes meeting room, ready for the daily meeting to start and be over with. Captain Qwark must have felt the same way, because he wasted no time getting the meeting started.

"Greetings, Rangers!" Captain Qwark greeted brightly as he took his place at the head of the meeting table.

"Greetings, Captain!" All of the Rangers replied back.

"As you know, today is a very special day." Qwark pulled out a single button remote from seemingly out of nowhere and activated the presentation projector. The projector lit up with life and projected what was programmed on it onto the big screen at the front of the room. A picture of the words 'Fathers Day', which was poorly written with a variety of colors of crayon, appeared on screen. "It's Fathers Day, Rangers! The day that we give thanks to the strong man in our lives, who isn't me, for raising us to be the Rangers we are today. So, what kind of plans have you made for your daddies? Me personally, I'm going serenade my father with the many tales of my heroicness. I'm even going to give him my new headshot with my autograph. It'll be next to impossible to beat that, but I want to hear what you guys are doing."

The Rangers were eager to share their Fathers Day plans with each other. Elaris was the first to speak up. She wanted to get her plans in before the other Rangers took off in conversation. "Well, I'm going to my dad's apartment on the other side of Aleero City and spending the evening with him. We're gonna watch a bunch of cheesy scary movies like we did when I was younger. It should be fun."

Cora smiled and sat back in her seat, looking quite satisfied with her plans. "I'm taking my dad to a monster hovertruck rally. We always found joy in watching big hovertrucks destroy each other. I hear that they're allowing weapons starting this year."

"I'm gonna spend the day with my dad at the home," Brax said. "Gonna chill and play some board games with him. Maybe go out for some steak. What're your plans, rookie?"

"Oh, I got this big plan for Grim," Ratchet said excitedly, sitting up in his chair. "Gadgetron released this new weapon took kit. It comes with a mechanical wrench of every size, and proton scrubbers with built in quasar flashes, and these awesome screwdrivers with mechanical legs that screw in bolts for you. It's gonna cost me an arm and a leg, but I managed to save enough."

"Nice," Elaris commented.

The Rangers chatted some more about the plans that they had for the day. Each one of them took turns sharing a short story they had about them and their fathers, which usually led to laughter or embarrassment. Usually both. But everyone seemed very excited to get the day started, and they couldn't wait for the meeting to be over so they could spend some time with their fathers. However, there was one head in the room who hadn't said a single word. Not a plan, not a story, not even a chuckle. Clank simply sat quietly in his seat and looked back and forth between the Rangers as they spoke, tilting his head on occasion, as well as shifting a bit uncomfortably. He wasn't being rude, he just...didn't believe that this was a conversation that he should be apart of.

"It's settled!" Captain Qwark suddenly announced, causing everyone to quiet down and pay attention. "As head of the Galactic Rangers, I hereby give the order for all Rangers to spend Fathers Day with their fathers. Anyone who fails to do so will...I dunno...be fired or something. Take it up with HR."

Clank shifted uncomfortably again.

"Alright Rangers, you are dismissed!"

All of the Rangers (except for Clank) excitedly got out of their seats and began chatting again as they exited the meeting room with Captain Qwark. They all sounded excited for the day ahead. Clank dropped down off of his seat carefully and landed safely on the floor. He stood there for a moment, his hands still on the edge of the seat. There was a reflection of himself in the metal chair. He couldn't stop staring at it. It was only when he felt something touch his shoulder that he was startled out of his trance. He whipped around to see Ratchet with a surprise look on his face.