Space Bars and Lizardmen Chapter One
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Space Bars and Lizardmen Commission for Critic (https://critic.sofurry.com/)
Disclaimer: I do not own Ratchet and Clank. They are owned by Insomniac Games.
Chapter One
Ratchet began the approach to the space dock Lorienze. He was lost in some unknown Galaxy and Clank's sensors hadn't been able to find anything out about the remote area either.
"Here we go again little buddy flying in blind." "I'd say that's an Affirmative Ratchet." said the little robot still trying to get his sensors to gather any information. As they got closer to the space dock Ratchet saw that some type of lazer turret had deployed and then their coms crackled to life. "Unknown Space craft please identify or we'll turn you into hot slag." "Whoa easy there. I'm Ratchet and I have my buddy Clank with me. We are lost and just looking for a place to get some bearings."
"There is a docking fee of 2000 bolts." Ratchet winced that would take all but one of the bolts that he had with him. "Alright." he began to maneuver their craft towards the station and as he got close to dock he felt the ship shudder and then it fell from the sky roughly unto the landing pad. He had hit his head roughly upon the steering wheel and groaned as he attempted to resettle his scrambled brain.
"Can you try to not make a crash landing for once Ratchet?" asked Clank smiling with some humor while Ratchet groaned and replied "I tried not to. I swear. I don't even know what just broke and made that happen." Ratchet took the time to look round as the cockpit to their ship opened up and he jumped out to the ground. One of the engines was smoking badly and as he approached he coughed slightly waving the smoke away. "Must have been a micro meteor." he said as Clank dropped down beside him. "The galaxy is determined that you not be able to land a ship without crashing it." joked Clank as Ratchet shook his head in good humor. He looked around as they stepped off the landing strip and placed his hand on the terminal assuming correctly that the bolts were being siphoned from his account. Left with a solitary bolt...Well Ratchet felt his irritation rise and fought the urge to smack it with his Omniwrench to get his bolts back.
As they walked along Ratchet noticed that the grand majority of he folks walking about were these 6ft tall well muscled looking Lizard folks with smokey purple eyes and light purple scales. They had three fingered hands with thick fingers. Their feet lacked shoes with tri toed feet and claws which were black as well. They were wearing some type of slim clothing that looked very breathable. Their snouts reminded Ratchet of Gators. The teeth overlapping even when they were closed. Whatever language they were speaking was something that his translator was having issues understanding. All guturall and gravelly like they had smoked 18 packs of cigars first thing in the morning for years.
"You understand any of em buddy?" Ratchet asked Clank as one of them that seemed to be a sort of Security Officer passed a scanner of Ratchet. The Officer held up a hand and Ratchet looked to him. The officer indicated Ratchet's belt and then pointed to his head where his non existent ears would have been. Actually looking closer Ratchet did note some type of depression that might be earholes. Wondering what the Officer wanted Ratchet gave the intergalactic sign for ok.The Officer grabbed his belt and fiddled with it and then almost like a badly tuned radio finally receiving a clear signal he was now able to understand what the Officer was saying. "Can you understand me now?" asked the officer and Ratchet flashed a thumbs up. "What brings you here?" he at least Ratchet guessed based on how they were built asked.
"Need to get a part to repair my ship." replied Ratchet. "And what are you?" "Ya know most people buy me dinner first before they ask that." replied Ratchet while Clank laughed the Officer flushed and replied "What are you?" "I'm a Lombax. Clank here is my robotic assistant" Ratchet smoothly lied. Clank wisely didn't object to this for the time being though he was sure that he would get a talking to about it later. "If your looking for a place to stay for the night the Coil usually has a few rooms. Head down the main street can't miss it."
Ratchet feeling desperate for some cash didn't think he had much choice. He nodded and began to head down the street as they walked Clank waited till he was sure the officer was out of earshot. "Robotic assistant hah." he gave Ratchet a mock glare. "Was easier to say that then explain." Ratchet replied. Though as they walked further down the street it became evident that this planet really had a thing for Neon. The walkway beneath their feet pulsed with almost mystical clouds of neon light and as they continued further they fond it be inlaid in almost every structure. Perhaps neon was kinder to the eyes of these creatures. Especially since he had yet to see a sun break the horizon. true it was night time but even arriving in the system it was dark. Still Ratchet couldn't deny a certain amount of aphrension lacing his spine as the though of his money troubles came to him again. He quickened his pace upon seeing the sign of the aforementioned bar. There was no bouncer which Ratchet supposed he was thankful for.
That was until he got an eye full of the center stage area where it appeared as if one of the males were dancing on stage. Something was wrong here though. If that was a guy up there...where was his cock? Ratchet couldn't help but to stare at where it should have been. He got a lewd grin from the man on stage before they started to dance to the beat showing off that rather impressive altheltic body. Clank must have tottered off somewhere while Ratchet was distracted but he couldn't find himself to mind at the moment. The guy on stage was enticing all of his attention. As he watched the guy on stage reached down his hand and before he realized what was happening he was now on the stage being lead by his partner to the beat.
He flushed feeling the attention and his partner grinding against him before he was whisked round he saw his shirt flying off as well. The twirls kept coming and so did his clothes. Finally he was in nothing but his jockstrap his belt translator was now across his chest in between his nipples and wrapped around his back the buckle nestled between his shoulders. Once more he was moved and found himself powerless to resist...and felt shock when a familiar shape seemed to briefly press into his cheeks before with a seemingly final flourish Ratchet was in the air. Supported by the palm of the obviously more athletic lizardman he was whirled around through the air as if he were a figure skater before with he was set before the man hugged him from behind.
"Come with me." Was whispered to Ratchet and while he didn't have much of a choice in the manner. He was taken toward the back towards the unknown,unarmed and basically naked. He hoped this would lead to some bolts so he could fix his ship
.Find out next time on Space Bars and Lizardmen.