9 Raindrops - IX

Disclaimer: I do not own Ratchet and Clank or any of its characters. I know I shouldn't be including so many pop culture references in this, but some of these things make me happy so I want to have the boys do it so they can be happy. And this game in particular makes me happy...

Raindrops

IX

"Where do you wanna build the house?"

"...Would you be willing to build it in the desert? The desert adjacent to the lake, diagonal the village, and just in front of the small forest, that is."

"Yeah," Ratchet breathed out, his laugh catching in his throat. "That one'll do it, my little GPS."

The little square avatars, both with skins of the heroes, darted toward the designated desert on the map. The visors over the eyes of the duo lit up, and the little controllers clicked as they sprinted to the desert.

"You got the wooden planks?"

"Indeed. I gathered some birch wood for the floors, and oak wood for the walls and stairs of the settlement."

Ratchet grinned as they approached the biome, the visor allowing him to have a full screen to study rather than a split screen he had to squint at. Clank's avatar dodged in front of his, the little wooden block already in his avatar's hand. "I'll drop some stuff in a chest and start gathering some more materials and food," the Lombax said, already going through the motions.

Clank giggled as he placed the first few blocks on the virtual ground. The robot adjusted his visor. "Do try to avoid monsters. The Stalkers are especially active after a night where they are able to spawn into a world."

Playful sarcasm painted the Lombax's words. "I'm not gunna get killed by a Stalker. Gosh Clank, have some trust in me, won't ya pal?"

A smile grew on Clank's mouth.

Ratchet moved his avatar toward the first group of animals, furiously mashing the attack button as he gathered the meat and wool from their bodies. "Alright, I got enough for one bed. There're a few pieces of meat, but it won't be enough for both of us." He clicked the joystick, pushing his avatar into another sprint. "I'll be in the forest if you need me."

Clank hummed, the grin still on his mouthpiece. "I shall let you know if I am in need of assistance," he said as he finished the L-formation of their house.

"You know I can feel that evil grin on your face, right pal? ...Oh hey, there's a cave! Found the place where we're gunna get titanium and Raritanium!"

Ratchet's character dove into the cave. "I know I don't have torches yet, but there might be some exposed titanium around the entrance..." His visor turned, and Ratchet's eyebrows furrowed. "I think I hear something...? Clank, do you hear anything, or is just me?"

The green Stalker morphed out of the shadows. It headed straight for Ratchet, it's neck twitching as the dynamite in its belly lit up.

"AAAHHHHH NONONONONONONO-"

Dead silence filled the living room as the prompt "Wrenchmaster got blown up by a Stalker" popped up on Clank's screen.

"Eheeheehee..."

"Oh, hush." The grin plastered itself to the Lombax's face as he laughed. "Of course that happened."

"I shall get your undamaged items. They will be in a chest for when you return."

Ratchet shook his head as he pushed his avatar into a sprint for the desert. "Thanks pal, I owe you one..."

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Minecraft be fun, and it's surprisingly therapeutic. I love working in Survival mode, but building and hording supplies for my home. I always make mansions of some kind, mostly cause it allows me to constantly build and horde supplies. It's just me and some block, and simple tasks with some nice music playing in the background. I'm showing my age oh lord...

Nonetheless, I liked the idea of these two playing a relaxing video game together. A ton of other peeps have done it, so I did my turn. Hopefully you guys enjoyed, and I'll see you guys in the next chapter! :D

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