Inspired by posts via https://e621.net/posts/2819080?q=white_bestia%28artist%29 a cauldron of bubbling ideas and a want to flex my creative writing wings over a lack of good R&R shipping fanfictions on the web I've started writing my own!
This is very much raw material and draws on a lot of crossover influences but it doesn't detract too much from the theme, just gives me a fun toolkit to play with as I introduce our headstrong Lombaxes into various barrels of trouble over a hellish stay in a haunted mansion over the course of 5 nights that grow progressively worse and worse as each night/day wears on.
It is written very much as serious piece overall, which is starting to look like a horror devolving into a series of full on action sequences. I have a lot of graphic content in mind but I still haven't quite put it all into words as my imagination tends to run wild but I do have are plenty of fleshed out mushy moments between Ratchet and Rivet, one of which I will share here. (My apologies to any moderators if they get cross by posting this in the wrong area)
For contexts sake - It is the closing of the second night and Ratchet happens upon Rivet in the safe room after she is recovering from own patrols in the manor
- KEY -- DESCRIPTION OR DIALOGUE MISSING FOR THE SAKE OF PUSHING THE SCENE FORWARDS.
PS: My grammar stinks.
Day 2 (Night patrol end)
“Woah…what happened to Rivet?” Kit turned consulting a handheld data pad.
“It appears Rivet has contracted a variation of a virus formerly known as the common cold”
Rivet shook on the spot still shivering. “I c-can’t have been hit th-this hard…what-“
Rivet breathed in deeply before letting out a sneeze. “..happened?”
“I believe it has something to do with environmental factors as well as the lack of
healthy biological maintenance in the indoor pool generating a substantial amount of
bacteria to collect in the local area particularly considering how much-“
“Crap washed all over me…” Rivet shivered pulling the over sized blanket on her tighter
around her tail wrapping around her waist. “Sh-shouldn’t the drugs I got stop th-th-this?”
Kit depressed several runes on her screen. “I do not believe they were originally designed
with your species in mind” Rivet snarled as she tried tucking herself deeper under her blanket
rocking back and forth. Nearby Ratchet was trying to look disinterested until Rivet fixed him
with a glare. “Got something to say!?” Ratchet jumped as he held his hands up.
“I didn’t say anything…” Her eyes narrowed as she flashed her teeth.
“Yeah right…I saw that look…you’re loving every second of this…”
The other Lombaxes eyes darted side long as he smirked slightly.
“I have no idea what you’re on abou-waaaa!” Ratchet ducked as Rivet
hurled her detached cybernetic arm at him. “Rivet!” Kit scolded as Rivet
huffed turning her head and closing her eyes as she twisted on her bunk…away
from facing either of them. Cautiously Ratchet peered over from the tall metal tray
of utensils he took cover behind, eyes darting over at the dirty crumpled
cybernetic arm then to Kit as she sighed shaking her head. She looked in Ratchets
direction holding a back palm to her mouth as she quietly suggested.
“Maybe you should check if Clank got the soup ready…” “Yeah…” Ratchet exhaled
wondering over to pick it up Rivets discarded arm. “I’ll get Clank to look at
this for Rivet…shouldn’t be too hard to fix” He cast a cautious look back at
Rivets enclosed form his mouth opening to offer her a “Get well soon” but
then let out an exasperated sigh knowing better than to temp her wrath further
before taking the half dozen steps into the central control room. Waiting for
a few moments Kit took several steps towards Rivets bunk. “You know…lashing out at
Ratchet isn’t going to make the virus leave your system faster…” Rivet shuffled
on the spot. “…if you’d seen that stupid l-look he had-” “Then perhaps it would be
wise to lighten up on teasing him all the time?” Rivet sighed. “I-it isn’t that
s-simple” “There are better ways to let him know how you feel about him” Rivet
growled under her breath. “I hate how y-you know so much about me…” Kit eyelids
clicked together as her head rocked back in a sign of glee. “Then perhaps you
should’ve made me into a trash can like you promised to”
“Did you actually say anything?” Ratchet threw his hands up.
“No…I didn’t do anything aside from just…being there…” Clank caught
the small smirk on his lips. “Ratchet….” “Hmm?” Clank fully turned
from the control screen. “…I know you’re not normally vindictive but
lately when you’re around Rivet…” He sighed with a small blush.
“Ok fine…I might’ve thought she deserved it since what happened last night...”
“Was sitting through that marathon really that agonizing?” Ratchet rubbed his
chin thoughtfully. “Considering it was entirely a chick flick and I was
stabbed by a muscle relaxant that left me paralyzed…” “Despite spending
the entire time with Rivet…alone?” Ratchet froze clenching his jaw tightly
as his eyes narrowed and his blush grew. “You really know how to hit me below
the belt don’t you buddy…” Clank cackled. “Naturally” An audible ding rang
through the control room. “Ahh the soup is ready” “Good….maybe that’ll calm her down”
“I’m sure it will” Clank held the soup out to Ratchet. He looked at it. “Uhh buddy”
“Yes Ratchet?” “You do know I’m not Rivet right?” “Oh I know, though I think
you should take it to her” Ratchets shock was palpable as he fumbled for words.
“Me!? I’ll be lucky if she doesn’t try dumping it on my head!” “Hardly an
obstacle considering she is minus an arm and surely the danger of being
humiliated matters little to the chance of smoothing over a friendship”
“But with Kit there it-“Clank depressed a button on the console without
breaking face to face contact with Ratchet. “Kit I need you in the control room,
development in the manor” “I’ll be right there-“ “Oh no you won’t! You tell
that metal tin walking son of a-“Clank depressed the button again his eyelids
adjusting to something of a positive look. Ratchet eyed the soup with a hint of worry before sighing.
“I brought you soup” Rivet looked at Ratchet as though he was an idiot.
“How am I going to eat that?” For a moment the Lombax looked around
until he spotted a table stool.
– “What this?” “Plasma whip....found it in the pools lockers”
– Rivet cursed as she gave up trying to shovel soup into her mouth.
“Want me to help?” “No…” “You’re sure?” “Yes” “Aren’t friends
suppose to help each other?” Rivet rolled her eyes letting out a defeat sigh.
“Fine…” Ratchet nimbly grasp the spoon....
— “Not gana eat it?” “You need to blow on it first” “Oh” Ratchet blew on
the hot soup holding it up to Rivets lips. She was reluctant at first but
she gave in accepting one spoon full after another. “Better?” “A little…”
Rivet still shivered for a moment as she looked pointedly over at Ratchet.
She took a deep breath before speaking again “I’m freezing…” “Maybe some
more soup-“ “No” She let her arm out of her blanket tapping a space beside her.
“You can help me with that” Ratchet looked stunned for a moment. “I-I can?”
“Yes” She tapped the space again. “You won’t regret it…” She tempted as
Ratchet blurted out a. “Won’t I get sick?” Rivet scoffed. “Just take
the drugs, you’ll fine” “A-alright” Ratchet climbed up beside Rivet
his arm extending over to envelope her. “This is nice…” “Y-yeah..”
“It’d be better if you’re under the blanket with me…” “I guess so…”
Rivet frowned a little before she extended her arm over Ratchets back
taking him into her one armed grip. “Ri-rivet!” “Mmm?” “You’re not
wearing a shirt…” “So?” “I-“ Her finger came up to silence Ratchets lips.
“Just relax Ratchet….and enjoy it…” He let out a defeat nervous sigh that
Rivet giggle internally at.
-- “You’re so soft….” Ratchet whispered without thinking. Rivets ears
perked up at that. “…thanks Ratchet…” She purred blushing. Her came
to paw at his chest, brushing over his muscles and his abs. “…you’re not
so bad yourself…” The Lombax sighed. “I wonder how many scars you have….”
“Afew…” She purred with a sigh, intrigued. “Maybe we should have a look…”
Rivet whispered as Ratchets heart sped up. “But-“ Rivet shushed him her
lips hovering inches over his the grip of her sole hand coming to grasp
the hem of his shirt….Then there was a click clomp of metal footstep.
“Good news I managed to find some Ice-“ Clanked paused as both the
Lombaxes twisted to look at the intruder. “-cream….uh should I come back later?”
“Uh..no..no its fine I was just-“ Ratchet blurted out stumbling all over his
words as he disentangled himself from Rivet. “H-helping Rivet out…she was
cold…” Rivet made a soundless “awww” face her tail flicking behind her in
undisguised joy as she kept her eyes on Ratchets. He in turn could feel a
slight shiver grip him his cheekbones alight as he remained distant yet
rooted to the spot. “Yes I was…” Rivet confirmed for Ratchet giving him
a wink as she turned her attention to Clank. “The ice-cream?” The spell
broken Ratchet gasped managing to rediscover he had legs as he swung
himself off the cot. “I uh….gata go to the bathroom….”
That's it! There's plenty more but I'm still putting it all together. Thanks for reading if you've made it this far, feel free to comment and offer any tips.