Author's Notes: I will now be doing this for every set of themes there is. Not in order, but I will be doing them since a certain fandom out there has not done much yet to produce RxC fics. -glare of glaring doom- Enjoy.
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Ring.
"I know we can't get married, but please wear it regardless, Ratchet."
Hero.
Even in no one else knows or cares, Ratchet knows that the real Clank is just as much of a hero as the one on the holo vid.
Memory.
They don't have to give the past a thought now, because each day is a new memory between the two of them.
Box.
"I, um, got you something, Clank," he says as he tries not to blush and fails.
Run.
Not every romantic moments needs to be cuddling or relaxing; Ratchet has proven this to Clank many a time while running from large and small explosions and bullets, respectively.
Hurricane.
Clank always felt like he was hit by a hurricane after they made out, but that never stopped him from starting it.
Wings.
The second 'Wind Beneath My Wings' comes on the radio, Ratchet looks over at Clank and bursts out laughing, as Clank curses his helicopter-esque mechanism.
Cold.
Clank's hands are cold, but Ratchet isn't complaining given where they are right now.
Red.
When Ratchet's fur catches the early morning sun, Clank thinks he sees a heavenly red glow around him.
Drink.
A friend tells you not to drink a bottle of hot sauce for 50,000 bolts; a lover stands beside you as you puke and agrees that yes, it was an interesting experience.
Midnight.
Ratchet's arm around him and his soft, steady breathing are all Clank needs in this life.
Temptation.
This was neither the time nor the place for this, but that had never stopped either of them before.
View.
The view in a spaceship is best, Ratchet has decided, when there is a side view of Clank.
Music.
Enduring a difference in musical tastes is part of loving someone, Ratchet tells himself as Clank hums along to a techno song that makes Ratchet want to scream.
Silk.
Lombax fur is better than silk any day of the week; just ask Clank.
Cover.
No matter what style of armor or set of clothes Ratchet has on, Clank feels in the back of his mind that they cover entirely too much.
Promise.
"I promise you, Clank, I'll never set Qwark on fire with pink flames on Valentine's Day again - geez, it was supposed to be romantic."
Dream.
Ratchet was the man of Clank's dreams, plus more explosions and near death experiences.
Candle.
There was a way that a candle's light would reflect off of Clank that drew Ratchet to him like a magnet.
Talent.
For all his talents and bravery, kissing scared Ratchet.
Silence.
Despite all the 'I love you's' during, no words were needed afterward, because no words existed for this moment.
Journey.
No matter how many places they visited, everywhere was home as long as Clank was there.
Fire.
Ratchet's fur reminds Clank of an orange fire, but it is considerably softer.
Strength.
Clank is stronger than him, emotionally.
Mask.
The mask of certainty and confidence that Ratchet puts on for the world never fooled Clank, even once.
Ice.
The glares that the whole room levels at Qwark when he laughs at the sight of Ratchet and Clank holding hands is so icy, it could freeze the sun.
Fall.
There's something wonderful about knowing Clank will keep him safe that had made Ratchet far less afraid to fall.
Forgotten.
Sasha has to accept that she's been forgotten when she sees the way they look at each other.
Dance.
It doesn't matter that their height difference kills off all possibilites of dancing, because Clank has seen Ratchet dance and knows he's not missing much.
Body.
The question 'how are we going to, well, y'know?' was on both their minds for a very long time before it was spoken aloud.
Sacred.
Insult Ratchet, his skills, his ship, and his homeworld, fine, but speak a word against Clank and die.
Farewells.
Any seperation is too much and too long.
World.
Every world is more interesting with Ratchet there.
Formal.
Even though he'll never say it, Ratchet absolutely loves how Clank looks in his tuxedo.
Fever.
Most of the words Ratchet had said while delirious with a scalding fever were either incoherent, or something dirty enough to make Clank wish they had been incoherent.
Laugh.
Any robot who laughed at Clank's choice in men was summarily given a long list of Ratchet's accomplishments.
Lies.
"You know," Qwark teased him, "Clank's just going to go screw someone robotic behind your back, because you can't do anything for him."
Forever.
This is the deepest love Ratchet has ever felt in his life, and thus he knows that it will be forever regardless of whether or not a robot-organic marriage is legal.
Overwhelmed.
Forgive Ratchet if, that first time, he only managed to say 'I love you' on repeat for ten minutes.
Whisper.
"Are they together?" people whisper in their wake.
Wait.
They wait and hope that with time, people will be more accepting, but Ratchet isn't holding his breath on this one.
Talk.
How many evenings have they just spent lying back and talking about nothing?
Search.
Ratchet is always on the search for action, which in turn means Clank is always in search for logic; Ratchet's search is far more fruitful.
Hope.
One thing they have in common is that in their minds, there's always hope for the future... and explosions, most likely.
Eclipse.
When love of Ratchet eclipsed love of reason, logic, money, and self preservation, Clank finally admitted he was in love.
Gravity.
'Gravity' was another meaningless word to Ratchet, like 'non-explosive', 'reasonable', 'robotic', 'organic', and 'flammable'.
Highway.
Roads were almost as bad as speed limits to him, but Clank wanted to 'just take the highway, for once'.
Unknown.
Everything in life was an unknown and an uncertainty to Ratchet, except Clank.
Lock.
Clank had tried to lock up his emotions, yet one mischievious grin from Ratchet undid the lock instantly.
Breathe.
Breathing is unimportant when the main requirement for a lover is that they must be able to put with lots of things blowing up, crashing down, and exploding in a spectacular fashion; thus Clank was really who Ratchet was destined to be with.