"I sure hope Xennah will be alright... it is pretty dangerous in the forest."

"I am sure she is fine, Ratchet. She has her whip after all hehehehe"

Ratchet chuckles. 

"Yeah you're right...she is a pretty tough gal."

"That is why you like her, correct?"

Ratchet's cheeks turn a little pink.

"....define 'like'."

"Love."

"What?! I like her but not in THAT kind of way!"

Ratchet turns his head, feeling his cheeks get warmer. Clank notices the blush and chuckles. 

"You are lying. Your face is showing it..."

Ratchet pouts and fans himself with his hand. 

"What do you mean 'my face is showing it'? Its just hot here, thats all..."

Clank glares and jumps up onto his shoulder, he listens to Ratchet's chest then curiously looks at his ears and tail. 

"...what?" 

Ratchet glares back, wondering what Clank is doing.

"You are lying. Your heartbeat is faster, your ears are twitching and your tail is wagging... these 
are all signs of a Lombax being in love."

Ratchet feeling defeated simply sighs and turns around.

"Alright... I like her and yes in THAT kind of way."

"I knew it, hehehehehe..."

"Hmph."

Ratchet turns away and sits down on the grass, impatiently tapping his foot. Clank then sits down beside him and waits too. 

"What is taking so long? I thought she was only having a whizz!"

"...'whizz'?"

"...I'll explain later."

Clank lays down and smiles, closing his eyes and slowly getting some sleep. Ratchet stands up and waits around for a bit longer before he suddenly feels something...

"Nghhhh..." Ratchet holds his crotch and moans in discomfort. 

Clank opens an eye and looks up.

"Ratchet? Are you alright?"

"Y-Yeah pal, Im fine..."

"Then why do you look like you're in pain?"

"I-its not pain... its... discomfort." Ratchet blushed.

Clank looks up at Ratchet with a confused expression on his face. 

Pretty soon Ratchet's body calms down a bit and he looks to Clank, smiling cheekily. 

Clank smiles seeing Ratchet's painfilled expression go away. 

"You look ok now."

Ratchet ignores Clank's response and smirks as he casually walks over to a nearby oak tree. 

Clank shrugs and follows behind him.

Ratchet whistles to himself as he walks closer to the tree and looks around in all directions before
unzipping the crotch of the teal/pale blue trousers of his Scavenger Suit. 

Clank watches nervously, not wanting Ratchet to notice his curiousity.

Pretty soon Clank's nervous expression turns into a shocked one as something comes out of the lower region of Ratchet's suit...

This "something" confused Clank. It was at least 6 inches long, was covered in golden-coloured fur and had a pale yellow tip. This strange body part seemed to look as though it was erect but easy to aim. Pretty soon Ratchet noticed his friend's curiousity and blushes a little.

Clank turns away, pretending that he didn't see anything.

"...What were you looking at?"

"N-nothing!"

Ratchet tilts his head and shrugs. Before long Ratchet stands up close to the oak before putting his hands on his waist and releasing a powerful stream of bright yellow liquid. Ratchet's expression soon turns into an intense pleasure-filled one as several moans are heard and the sound of his urine splashing onto the tree's bark echoing throughout the forest.

Clank opens his eyes widely whilst overlooking the "display" of his furry friend and soon feels his cheek bolts turn red. Ratchet aims his stream higher, hitting one of the branches above him. He then chuckles as he aims his stream to the ground and attempts to write his name. Clank watches as the blades of grass are drenched in his friend's golden juice. 

"Ratchet! You should not be doing this in public..."

Ratchet huffs and looks back at Clank with a care-free expression on his face. 

"Clank, you should know that when you've gotta go... you've gotta go. There's no stopping it."

Clank soon looks down at Ratchet's penis confusingly and Ratchet blushes a bright red shade. 

"...Do you mind giving me some privacy here?" 

Clank snaps out of it and nods, turning away from his elder friend. The little robot soon blushes once more, hearing the splashing of his friend's urine on the tree trunk and the pleasure-filled moans which followed. Ratchet slowly thrusts his pelvis forward as the stream is released much faster. He puts a hand on the trunk, half closing his eyes and giving a goofy smile.

"Wew, thats the last time I drink 2 bottles of Space Pop in one sitting!"

Pretty soon Clank looks down at himself, feeling his lower metal plate fill with oil. He gasps and places his hands between his legs, feeling the urge to empty his containment unit.

Ratchet looks up, ears twitching and losing the concentration of his stream. He swears to himself as he accidentally leaks onto his partly metallic boot. After aiming correctly again Ratchet looks back at Clank, noticing a brown substance leaking from his lower area.

The golden lombax opens his eyes in shock and pokes his little friend's back. Clank jumps and turns around, his head is lowered and his eyes show the expression of desperation. Ratchet smiles and sways his tail left and right before taking Clank's hand and pulling him next to his position. 

"When you gotta go... you gotta go, Clank."

Ratchet looks down at his little pal as he stands up next to him, walking closer to the tree. The little robot looks up and covers his lower body with a hand before feeling his 'nut and two bolts' appear. Clank feels his cheek bolts light up red again after seeing Ratchet's display. He stares unknowingly at Ratchet's penis and notices that it is throbbing a little. 

Soon after, Clank grits his mouth as he hears the splashing sound of his furry friend's urine. All of a sudden a stream of oil shoots out and a hissing noise is heard as it hits the tree trunk. 

Ratchet looks down at his friend's display and chuckles quietly. 

"Man Clank, I never knew you had 'it' in you!"

Clank glares and rolls his eyes before closing them and letting out a sigh as his oil stream continues to mark the tree. The golden-furred lombax smirks at the sight and sighs once more before watching his stream die down. A few drops are hanging on the tip of his penis before he shakes himself off and slips his friend back into his trousers before zipping up.

"Ahhhh... that hit the spot."

Clank opens his eyes and stares with amazement at the large urine stain that Ratchet had left on the tree and soon turns back, concentrating on his stream, determined to beat his friend's mark.

The little robot sighs in ecstasy as he feels his containment unit emptying out. After a few seconds of urinating, the oil stream turns to a much paler colour and the mark on the tree becomes much larger. 
The young lombax watches and smiles cheekily as he notices Clank's stream getting smaller. 

"Go for it, pal. Who knows, you may actually beat me."

Clank glares and soon smiles as his stream also dies down. He looks at the stain he made and proudly walks back over to Ratchet, slipping his friend back into his unit. 

"Nice job, pal. You did pretty good...for your first try."