#baby reg clones

[ladykagewaki]

ARC Trooper Baby Adventures Part 1 Baby ARC Trooper Adventures Part 2 Baby ARC Trooper Adventures Part 3 Baby ARC Twoopahs

@indira-korr @twilight-the-jackler

[techniiciian]

fun fact: imperial sith verse / au matt was synthetically conceived & born in a lab on kamino .

[the-bi-space-ace]

My partner had the cutest idea and I just have to share it with you.

Rex was so strict as a cadet. He tried hard to prove himself, stuck to the rules, made sure everything he did was in line with regulation.

However, a few command track clones took Rex under their wing: Cody, Wolffe, Fox, Bly, and Ponds. They knew Rex needed to relax a bit. He needed to have a bit of fun, not just stick to the regulations, so they kept trying to get Rex to play with them. Games like cards or more physical games like tag instead of having to run laps every time they did cardio.

Little baby cadet Rex was not having it. He was too nervous to step outside of the lines so they came up with an ingenious plan.

“It’s training, Rex!” Cody would say and he’d tilt his head to the side in suspicion.

“It looks like a card game.” Rex would throw back. Which is when one of the others would step in to say that it ‘tests your reaction time’ or ‘helps you strategize.’ He gave in, of course, and let them pull him away from responsibilities too many times to count.

He loosened up as he got older, realized that part of life is goofing off and having some fun. He didn’t have to be ‘perfect’ for them to still love him.

And imagine, down the line when Rex meets a trooper a lot like himself when he was younger. Someone who knows the regs front to back, can recite them without a second thought, and is tied at the hip with someone that would follow his lead anywhere. Someone who is still trying to prove himself and now wants to work extra hard in the 501st to be the best he can be.

Imagine the first time Rex strolls into the training gym and stops them in the middle of a spar and doesn’t like the way Echo’s back straightens like he’s about to get in trouble. Think about how he sighs and says:

“Boys, I think it’s time you got some more specialized training.” And Fives and Echo look at each other, confused but intrigued by what in the galaxy ‘specialized training’ even means. The only warning he gives is the same one he got from Cody as a cadet. “Don’t let me catch you.” before he takes off after them.

It’s tag. They’re playing tag. And it’s silly and a little stupid but by the time they’re done everyone is out of breath and they’re all half dead because their lungs are screaming at them but everyone is smiling and that’s really good enough for Rex.

He thinks of all the times a simple, silly game was called ‘training’ and he had to be tricked into it by people who love him and he knows he’ll do the same to make these two primarily Echo loosen up and get comfortable with their place in the 501st.

They have a lot to learn, but Rex knows they’ll make him proud. Whether or not they can win a game of tag- oh, wait, I’m sorry - whether or not they can win a ‘training exercise’ or a ‘spar’. They’ll get comfortable. And he’s sure there will be times they’ll make his life hell just like he did to everyone who helped him find his place.

It’s part of growing up and finding your people and figuring out who you are, your place in it all. Rex is more than happy to help.

[sadiecoocoo]

Thinking abt an au where Rex and the 501st adopts Boba instead of letting him go to jail… I feel like Rex has a lot of the mando genes urging him to adopt feral children

Fives would tease boba and say that he’s like a little angry tooka

Tup would be happy to not be the youngest anymore and would be really sweet to him

Hardcase and fives would both help him cause chaos

Echo would try to teach him some of the regs but end up letting him do whatever because he has cute little tooka eyes that works very well

Rex would treat him sort of how he treats the domino twins, but would probably be more openly affectionate and would make sure that he’s never on the field (he totally doesn’t steal boba from the barracks and lets him sleep in Rex’s quarters and holds him like a pillow… it’s okay Boba likes it, he missed having a dad)

boba would try to sneak out on campaigns, but the 501st all collectively agreed that clone or not Boba was their baby brother and he is not going to an actual battlefield

they also have a teensy bet on who boba actually listens to the most (it’s echo but Fives refuses to accept it)

Anakin, to Rex’s dismay, would teach him how to be a pilot

Ahsoka would help with any chaos

The 212th would try to get him transferred to them because they want a baby brother too but Cody would just say “we already have a baby brother (Wooley) and they’d probably kill us if we took Boba”

Plo Koon would start trying to get the Wolfpack placed in more campaigns with the 501st and Wolffe also starts helping with a bit of chaos (both Wolffe and Boba are biters and you can’t convince me otherwise)

A lot of them would ask what Jango was like and Rex would storm up and cuff them on the back of the head because “wtf this kid is still grieving give him a god damned minute”

And yes they put him in the center of the clone piles when Rex doesn’t steal him (Rex will join usually anyway)

But the bad thing abt this would be when one clone doesn’t come back… after the citadel Boba would’ve been devastated to hear about Echo. After Umbara he would’ve been crying himself to sleep from all the deaths. When Ahsoka left he would’ve clung to Rex or one of his brothers because what if they leave too?

Boba is a hurt child and needs his brothers to fully heal, but when he’s with his brothers he can still get hurt

[talesfrommedinastation]

Read an infuriating post about The Bad Batch once that went along the lines of this:

“Echo can keep rescuing the regs with Rex or something, lol, but the rest of the Batch deserve to settle down in Pabu at the end of the series!”

Or something.

Or something.

Yeah, that’s our Echo.

Our ARC trooper, who blew up in battle, spent years as a POW, had his body and mind used as a twisted science experiment to the point where he’s not even considered a regular member of the army anymore, commando, resilient, bad-ass pilot, soldier, dude who had the opportunity to run away like a fucking coward and he said NAH SON THAT AIN'T ME, GIVE MOMMA BIRD HER BEATING STICK and proceeded to run right back into danger to save his brothers using his screwdriver hand and his RAGE and his MAN SKIRT and his MIGHTY FURROWED BROW and FUCK YOU IF YOU'RE GONNA STOP MOMMA BIRD FROM RESCUING EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THE BABIES.

“Or something”.

Gotta also love how rescuing slaves - their biological siblings, people they grew up with - is less important than retiring on paradise according to this clown.

Echo's goals for saving his people is seen like a fucking HOBBY.

And this, the last episodes of the series, this badass shines like a goddamned diamond. Folks I am VINDACTED.

Echo rescued his brothers and sisters.

Echo helped destroy an Imperial facility that effectively ended testing on clones, what he went through.

Echo convinced one of the scientists to help him keep unraveling the Empire's evil plans at the end of the series, even though he had a home on paradise AND HAD EVERY REASON TO GIVE IT UP.

I fucking love Echo.

OR SOMETHING!

[voidartisan]

okay thoughts on the premiere because i DID wake up at 2am to watch it but i'm kinda drowsy from the allergy medicine i'm taking so i couldn't really multitask

"you're not a prisoner" emerie says as she come to retrieve omega from an unfurnished room that is also locked from the outside

crosshair's particular brand of self-depreciating concern/encouragement is kinda sweet but mostly concerning. you need a therapist sir

i've been looking through the tbb tag and everyone else is referring to the lurker hound as "batcher" so i'm guessing that's how it was spelled in the subtitles but i heard it as "betcha" and refuse to let that go bc i think it's cute

side note: for hunter's sake i hope he's okay with pets lol

emerie isn't completely terrible. kinda hope she gets a redemption arc

using lula as a symbol of omega's distance from the batch is really clever and also going to tear my heart out

seriously the "i belong here" comment. crosshair wins saddest wettest cat of a man this season

he's also just so tired of everything, which. same

baby regs!!!!

once again we get to watch hunter vibrate out of his corporeal form at the sheer proximity of adoptable children. he has a mission though so he will have to come back and parent them later

i think the kaminoans may have accidentally also enhanced the fett Fatherhood Gene(TM) when they were working on his senses

ngl the design for roland's mom slaps. hope they use it again

WHAT is with crosshair's shaky hand???? are they implying the gas from last season did that? is it from testing? interested to see where it goes though. quite the disadvantage for a literal sniper

from all this talk of genetic m-counts and such, what i'm gathering is that omega isn't necessarily force-sensitive but clones of her could be depending on your views on midichlorians

[1-have-no-idea]

how they kiss you: part one

Clone force 99:

character(s): Hunter, Tech, Wrecker, Crosshair, Echo

genre: fluff, romance, crack (kinda)

overview: this is literally just how the boys would kiss you. literally just that.

warning(s): Tech doesn’t know how to kiss, Crosshair is a freak, (jk, he just gets a lil spicy with it), mentioned of making out, slobber, Hunter’s a lil suave, sexual innuendos, references and implications of smut

Hunter:

-okay, but he’s such a gentleman while doing it?

-it depends on his mood really, and what the occasion is.

-Hunter doesn’t overdo kisses, but out of all of them, he is the one who probably will give the most (besides Wrecker, ahem.)

-He’ll kiss you when you wake up, when you make him food, right before he leaves, and when you go to bed.

-Unless he’s feeling a little… ahem. Y’know. A lil teasing that day

-His kisses are deep but short. Enough to make you blush but also leaving you yearning for more

-he’s a lil tease, but if you pout about it, he’ll just send you that boyish smile and give you another one

-”don’t gotta miss me that much, mesh’la,”

-yeah. That’s him..

-Hunter probably has somewhat chapped lips, (as most clones), but not to the point where they scrape yours. And they’re also somewhat thin (like most clones), so basically, they’re not that different from a regs

-except they’re a bit plushier, if that makes sense

-his stubble WILL scratch against you

-he’ll rarely give tongue unless he’s feeling a little freaky and has the intention on, well, y’know.

-”spread those legs, mesh’la,”

-yeah, y’know, the fun stuff

-so yeah.

-kisses are like a 10/10, would recommend

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Tech:

-SO AWKWARD.

-sorry Tech lovers, but like. We’re talking about the Tech, the one who can’t understand or take hints whatsoever…

-a NERD.

-he’s such a virgin, smh

-but like… a subtle virgin, ykwim?

-you wouldn’t know he was a virgin. Like, you literally wouldn’t.

-until you kissed him and he expressed his shock and stated that this was an ‘interesting development.’

-”....fascinating. Do it again. This time I’d like to record the acceleration of our heart rates and the texture of your lips against mine. Allow me to retrieve my datapad–”

-yeah. Like. It’s either the most hottest thing hearing him talk all smart after the kiss or the most ‘dude, are you serious’ kinda thing.

-Tech is not really a kisser, but a pecker

-they’re not frequent, but they’re enough for you to still kinda expect them, yk?

-his kisses are chaste and respectful. Never awkward, but usually quick.

-such as, a kiss on your knuckles or your temple or hair. Tech doesn’t go for lips, but he doesn’t mind if you initiate those to him and he will depending on the mood you or him are in

-i actually like to think his lips are actually kinda soft. Not like, baby smooth, but soft.

-i don’t think he gets needy for them, but there are times where he really just wants to feel your lips on him

-he loves the texture and the warmth.

-he won’t really ask though.

-it’s more for ‘experimentation’, in his words.

-”I’d like to explore this further with you. This time, can you kiss me a little bit firmer?”

-7/10 in the beginning, but Tech learns quickly and is extremely observant, and soon learns exactly where to nip, suck, bite, lick, and kiss.

-just give him a little more lessons

-for science, of course

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Wrecker:

-okay guys

-he is NOT as innocent as he looks, i’m sorry

-respectful, yeah. Gentle, yeah.

-but INNOCENT?? Yeah, no.

-have you seen that deleted scene in clone wars with the Padme art?

-”Yeah, she could negotiate with me any time!”

-erm. Guys.

-and that translates in his kisses.

-he’s not shy whatsoever.

-gentle, of course, but you want him to be rough?

-oh, he’ll be rough.

-okay, let me backtrack, so when y’all are still new to a relationship and all that, he’s nervous. Holds you like glass and kisses you like he’s unsure if he even wants to.

-he was scared. He knows he’s a big guy, and doesn’t wanna hurt you.

-but once you get to that point in your relationship with a lotta reassurance and carefulness and praise and teasing

-my man is most definitely a tank

-and packing one too– ahem.

-he kisses a lot. Anywhere. Kinda worships you with his mouth, lips, tongue and all. Take that as you will.

-his kisses are passionate. Deep. Like his love for you, but they can also be gentle. Soft.

-Large hands will come and cradle you or hold your hips in place, he loves picking you up when you kiss.

-his lips are different, they’re PLUSH. Plump, and bigger than his other brothers. Fully cushioned. It’s nice.

-”Hey! One more, baby! Miss ya already!”

-he’s actually a good kisser. Like, you’ll be starstruck

-and he’ll be giggling

-the type to be giggling and grinning into the kiss

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Crosshair:

-holy. Where do I even start with him.

-he’s smooth. Annoyingly so.

-the type to kiss you to shut you up

-out of all his brothers, I feel like he gets hit on the most when he’s out and about.

-it’s just cuz he’s ‘mysterious’

-he’s actually never really interested, unless he’s feeling rather frisky and pent up

-when he’s not being angsty and emo, he’s actually low-key kinda flirty with you whenever moments like that actually do pop up.

-and you better believe, all his kisses include tongue.

-you go in for a kiss, that’s you asking for a makeout session, and if he’s feeling mischievous, he’ll tear away and walk away leaving you a breathless and yearning and hot and bothered mess.

-”So desperate for me and all I did was kiss you.”

-BULL. That’s bull. He knew what he was doing.

-there are moments where he’ll be gentle with you though. Usually when he feels vulnerable.

-others, they’re rough yanks to him. Hand on the back of your neck and slamming his lips on yours.

-tongue swiping over your bottom lip before pulling it between his teeth, soothing it with his tongue again before licking into your mouth and sucking on your tongue once or twice.

-messy and they lead to a messy bed afterwards too.

-most definitely a lil freaky

-and guess what? Despite having one of the thinnest lips, they’re baby smooth.

-wanna know why? Skincare.

-he’s obsessed with it. What a princess.

-yet he still looks sixty.

-not down below.

-definitely doesn’t feel like one.

-anywho, that’s not the topic, so he has really soft lips and knows how to use them

-WILL smirk into the kiss

-cocky bastard

-100% recommend if you wanna get laid.

-”Careful what you’re asking for, doll.”

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Echo:

-my sweet baby

-i love him sm

-he’s shy in the beginning, but so gentlemanly

-his kisses really express his love for you. Every emotion, every feeling is poured out into that kiss.

-whether it be I love you, I missed you, I’ll be back, be safe, don’t be back too late,

-yeah.

-they’re deep and firm and gentle, but not timid

-he is NOT shy of his love for you

-one arm around your waist, his bionic hand cradling the back of your head, it’s so sweet

-he loves cupping your face with his flesh hand while kissing you

-he just loves the contact

-kisses are frequent, but not too

-he loves dancing with you and dipping you into a kiss.

-cliche, but Echo is an old-school romantic, believe it or not

-swaying around you, spinning you with a warm smile on his face, pale brown orbs glowing gold as he looked at you,

-”you’re beautiful,”

-and it’s a soft-spoken promise as he presses his lips to yours

-he does have cold lips, but it’s a nice feeling against your warm ones

-please pepper his cold skin with kisses, he’ll be a puddle for you and feel so loved, (and warmed up.)

-anywho, he doesn’t have that much experience, so teach him, because he’d love to learn.

-all in all, he just loves you so much–

-so sweet

-”Love you, angel. C’mere, lemme give you another one.”

[maidenvault]

Crosshair: *is a sad walking example of infighting within a powerless group because of how he thinks of regs, tries to convince Hunter they're "superior" and the kind of strength the Empire needs, not the disposable kind of clones* The fandom: It's not like Crosshair actually ever buys into fascism, his whole motivation is how his squad treats him. Crosshair: "Think of what we could do together." “The Empire will control everything and I’m going to be a part of it.” "What squad will I be leading?" The fandom: Yeah sure, falling to the dark side whether literally or not usually is about wanting more power but that's totally not what's going on with Crosshair even a little. Crosshair: *shows no sign of wavering in his loyalty to the Empire through all of Season 1, even after his chip’s gone, and never tries to leave or communicate with the Batch when it would be much easier on his end to reach out to them* The fandom: Wow, so sad that how he's treated and distrusted by the Batch when they're reunited on Kamino is what finally drives him away and makes him throw in with Empire. :( Crosshair: *goes to all the trouble to get all the others to Kamino, tries to separate them from Omega, and then kills some Imperials all just for the chance to turn them to his side because he's willing to be a squad again, but only his way* The fandom: It's no wonder Crosshair wants nothing to do with them when they've been so disloyal. Crosshair: *has the chance to leave with them after the Empire left him on a sinking Tipoca City and still chooses the Empire* The fandom: It really is fucked up how Hunter beat up Crosshair and left him on that landing pad. Jennifer and Brad: *create a great, complex character whose redemption is more satisfying because he was never exactly evil but also isn't just a victim, and meaningfully starts with him showing compassion for a reg because wanting to distance himself from other clones is kind of how he got here* The fandom: But he’s the one who’s been wronged, how dare anyone even suggest otherwise as if this show is well written or something *blocks you screaming like a baby*

[vodika-vibes]

I had a thought, just a minor one. And I'm gonna share it~

Late one evening, at the beginning of the Clone Wars, Obi-Wan Kenobi (a former child soldier who's beginning to wonder if he's be cursed by a god of war) is sitting on the floor of the council chamber.

And by sitting, he's actually laying on his back with his feet propped up on his seat.

He's tired. Hasn't sleep in a week and has started hallucinating tired.

And maybe that's where the idea comes from.

He tilts his head back to look at the other members of the council, "we should end the war."

"Just like that?" Kit asks as he stares at his datapad, presumably reading something, only his eyes haven't moved in the last 30 minutes.

"...we're fighting droids who are using blasters." Obi-Wan points out.

"But what about the clones?" Depa asks, thinking fondly of Gray and the rest of the men she met earlier that morning. "They'll feel useless."

The Council chamber falls silent for a moment, and then Obi-Wan sits up, his legs toppling to the ground, "I have it!"

The next morning, Commander Cody nervously heads deep into the Jedi Temple, following the instructions given to him by his General.

"Commander! I'm glad you made it!" Obi-Wan sweeps over to him, a bundle of yellow cloth tucked into his arm. "Here, hold this!"

Cody holds out his hands and goes grey when he sees a tiny twi'lek baby staring up at him, sucking furiously on their pacifier.

"Uhhh..."

"Have fun! Don't worry! You only need to watch her for a couple of hours today!"

"Uhhhhh..."

Obi-Wan claps his shoulder, "You and your brothers are on Temple duty while we, the the Knights and Masters, end the war. Have fun!" And then he's gone, and Cody is left staring at the tubie in his hands.

" ...would you like me to read you the reg manual, tubie?"

She just stares at him and waves her fists in his direction.

[the-senates-one-fear]

AU where Crosshair isnt just the youngest batcher

Noooo hes the youngest clone to ever grace the field period. Like the Kaminoans thought they needed just three experimental clones but later discover they need a fourth and so Crosshair is very quickly, very unsafely, made and aged up so by the time he's in the field man's is like 6 months or smth ridiculous

Hee makes one comment, one "how's it feel to be arguing with a baby" comment while arguing with regs and thats it for him. The GAR goes wild, the buir gene is raging, Crosshair goes from dodging fists to dodging adoptions. His brothers are also dragged into it cause they're also insanely young.

And that is how the GAR ends up knowing of and liking the Bad Batch, they stop thinking of them as assholes and just go "traumatised babiesss"

[totallyunidentified]

Friendly Fire

This is the longest thing I've written yet.

I started this right after episode 14 came out early Wednesday morning.

Enjoy my little Echo ficlet/Prophecy

HEAVY SPOILERS FOR EPISODE 14 OF TBB SEASON 3

When they finally make it inside Tantiss, Crosshair's hand is shaking worse than ever. He had tried everything he could to not return only for his worst nightmare to happen. He’s back and Omega was there because of him. Because of his misfire. He had hoped that he wouldn't have had to even talk about Tantiss again but here he is. They run through corridor after corridor simply taking out whatever stormtroopers they come across, they can’t afford anything going wrong. 

“We have to find Echo!” Crosshair calls to Hunter and Wrecker as they keep up their search. They had gone completely com silent so they have no idea where the reg could be. 

Emeri had led Echo to the vault. Despite her warning him, he’s shocked at the conditions the children are being held in. 

They walk in together and another female doctor walks up to Emeri looking at her with thinly veiled disdain 

“Doctor Karr you are aware that stormtroopers aren't allowed in the vault with the specimens. I shall have to report this to Dr. Hem-,” 

Before she can finish her sentence Echo is astounded when Emeri pulls her arm back and knocks out the other doctor in one hit. 

“I guess you really are a clone!” He comments as she uses the incapacitated doctor’s datapad to turn off all the security measures. 

Omega, seeing Emeri take action, immediately jumps on top of the medical droid and reprograms it telling it to shut down. She then jumps off and rejoins the other children moving to stand between them and the man in a stormtrooper uniform in front of her. 

Echo sees Omega standing in front of four other children as if she's guarding them. She’s watching him suspiciously and he realizes he’s forgotten to take off his helmet. 

“Echo!” Omega almost sobs before throwing herself in his arms. When he wraps his arms around her, Omega notices he has two hands holding her. When he lets go she grabs his robotic hand and twists and turns it trying to get a better look at it.

“This is new,” Omega comments and starts to ask but Echo just shrugs. 

“It grew back on its own,” Echo says with a straight face making Omega arch her eyebrow at him. 

“Suuuure” Omega says, rolling her eyes and grinning at him. She turns to Emeri,

 “So you finally decided you wanted to help us?” 

Emeri looks down at the floor frowning and then back up at Omega

 “I- I am a clone like you. I realize my actions have been counter to what I should have been doing, but I swear I’m ready to do better” Omega smiles at her and gives her a quick hug, shocking Emeri

 “I have…never gotten one of those before.”

“Better get used to it” Echo quips, turning to the rest of the kids in the vault. 

“…Hello. Are you guys ready to get out of here?” 

The kids look at each other and nod apprehensively. The Pantoran girl holding the baby moves closer behind the green boy, hiding. 

“We’re just kids, how are we supposed to help get us out?” she asks in a quiet voice. She's scared, they all are. Echo can see clearly. He remembers a similar situation on Kamino; while these kids weren’t soldiers, they still had something about them. Echo just had to make them see that.

Echo kneels down to see eye to eye with the kids.

“You guys are here because there’s something special about you right? Even the Imps could see it. They needed you for a reason, just like right now I need you to be brave. I need you to have courage. Be strong. You have the hearts of clones and the strength of the Jedi. Whatever it is that makes you special was in their blood and is in your blood. It’s in Omega’s blood, which I'd say is close enough to make you honorary clones. You aren’t some helpless children, you are strong and have heart! Now we need to get out of here!”

Echo starts to herd all of the kids plus Emeri to the doorway to get them out of there. 

“Wait!” Omega stops Echo. “I know a way we can get out of here. I have a distraction planned.” 

”Do you?” 

“Uh huh. The Zillo beast that they have in one of the containment areas, we can free it and let that distract the rest of the base.”

Echo just stands there for a moment and grins “You know, you remind me so much of someone that it almost scares me. He came up with these hair-brained schemes all the time too”

Omega stands up just a little straighter. “He sounds like fun”

“He was.” 

Echo turns to Emeri “You take the kids to the hangar and wait for us there.”

“Ok I’ll try. Come along, we have to hurry!” 

They run out of the vault together before Emeri points Echo and Omega in the right direction to go before urging the children to walk faster in the other direction.

As they run to the Zillo beast enclosure, Omega can't help but ask,”Where are the others?” She fears the worst but is relieved when Echo slows, “They are here…somewhere. We've gone com silent since we got here,” Omega nods at this, understanding the need to be untraceable. They fall into silence as they run through hallway after hallway with no interruptions. 

“After this…I want to be done. I want to find somewhere even more remote than Pabu and just stay there. Maybe we can find wherever Cut and Suu went! You and Rex can even join us. I'm sure Hunter wouldn’t mind,” Omega says to break the silence.

“...Omega, We-” 

“You have your mission, I know. I just want us to all be together again.” 

“Rex and I won't be done until all our brothers are free. If I'm honest even after that I don't know if I'll stop fighting for what I feel is right. There are the makings of a larger rebellion against the Empire, maybe I'll join them. I’m a soldier, ’Mega, it’s what I’m made for.”

“Yeah, but…” 

“Listen, after we get you out of here we can talk more about it but we need to find the beast and your brothers first.” 

Crosshair, Hunter, and Wrecker knew that they needed to find Omega then Echo, and fast. They run through the hallways and corridors turning corners and shooting the stormtroopers with barely a second glance. “Nothing from Echo?” Crosshair asks yet again. “Nothing!” Hunter answers as the men keep running, finding fewer troopers as they get deeper into Tantiss. Echo guides Omega through the halls keeping his new hand on her shoulder, his real hand holding his blaster. 

Crosshair is starting to panic. Omega is nowhere to be found and Echo hasn't checked in yet. He must have gotten off the ship and be somewhere in the facility. 

Omega and Echo are running towards a corner.

Crosshair comes to a T in the hallway 

They turn the corner. 

Crosshair sees a stormtrooper with a blaster in one hand and Omega grasped by the shoulder in the other.

Crosshair acts on instinct and doeswhat he had been doing the whole time they were running through Tantiss. 

His sister is in danger again. This time he wouldn’t fail her. 

His aim is sure and his hand steady as he immediately raises his rifle. 

The stormtrooper raises his hands as if to try and stop him but Crosshair has had enough, he briefly notices the strange stiffness of the trooper’s right hand but his mind is moving too fast to stop on that thought. 

He just wants to get Omega, find Echo, and get back to Pabu

He wants to leave Tantiss and blow the place to the Maker.

All these thoughts run through his head in a split second. 

Crosshair does what he does best: he shoots.

And this time. He doesn’t miss.

Hitting Echo in the chest. Directly over his heart. 

Crosshair watches the stormtrooper collapse. 

Omega screams and pushes Crosshair away when he runs to grab her.

He doesn't understand.

Until she takes off the stormtrooper’s helmet.

Crosshair can only watch in horror as Echo’s face is revealed. Somehow he is even paler than before. He lies on the ground and Omega puts her hand over his wound desperately trying to help.

All three clones rip their helmets off, dropping them to the ground. 

When Crosshair tries to step forward to try to help, Omega yells at him to just stay back. She sits on the ground beside Echo, he’s practically in her lap

Just this once Crosshair wishes that his hands had shaken.

The one time he wished he could have…Crosshair didn’t miss.

Echo knows he isn't going to make it. 

He can’t help but chuckle to himself over the way that this had occurred. It sounded all too familiar to what Rex had told him so long ago on Anaxes after he had been brought back. 

Rex walks into the room where Echo is getting a final look over by Kix and the other medics. Echo looks up at his captain, his brother. “Finally decided to tell me huh?” Rex can only nod and raises his hand to the back of his neck, his nerves all over the place. “Echo listen, I-,” Echo puts his hand up stopping him. “I know. You can tell me how but it won’t make a difference. He’s gone. He would've been here if he wasn’t. Just, just tell me he went down fighting,” Rex grimaces and brings his hand down putting it on his shoulder. He makes eye contact with Kix who moves to clear everyone else out of the room before leaving himself. “You know Fives, was there any other way?” Rex and Echo chuckle remembering Fives’ personality. “Tell me Rex…” Echo says seriously after a moment. Rex sighs but moves to sit next to Echo on the bed. “In the end…Fives didn’t die on the battlefield. I’m sorry Echo, but he was killed by a brother. By Fox. At the time we had no idea about the chips, but somehow Fives found out. We- I didn't believe him, I was there when it happened and he- well he died in my arms,” Rex says this without looking at Echo. When he finally does he sees Echo’s face not filled with anger as he suspected, but with sorrow? Even a bit of pity. “It isn't your fault Rex. You had no way of knowing, not even the Jedi knew and they were supposed to know everything.” Rex had looked at him and nodded. Echo had wanted to say more but couldn't, internally reeling about how Fives had been killed by a brother, and how he had died assuming he was the last domino to fall. 

Returning to the present, Echo’s eyes focus back on Omega and her hand on his chest. Once again reminding him of another blond clone who had left their handprint on his chest. 

Echo’s eyes move across the room and land on Crosshair, who can’t even look at him. “Hey Cross… I’d say that intel earned your hug.” And suddenly all the men are surrounding Echo and Omega. Crosshair has his hand on Echo’s scomp. He leans over and puts his forehead to Echo’s and whispers “I’m sorry.” 

“Don’t be, I would've done the same thing,” Echo says firmly and hopes that Crosshair believes him.

Crosshair can’t look at Echo as he stands up and turns away from him, wiping his hand across his eyes. Erasing the tears that Crosshair would refuse to say came. Hunter and Wrecker can’t even say anything. It’s Eriadu all over again. This time they are in a medical facility without their medic, and they can’t do anything to save Echo. Both take their turn to say goodbye and to put their own foreheads to Echo’s as the tears stream down both their faces. They’d gotten so used to crying around each other they barely even noticed it anymore. Unlike Crosshair who was still hiding his face.

Omega looks up just above where Echo is lying. Tears streaming down her face she swears she feels a familiar presence, one she had felt years ago as a young child back on Kamino. She looks back down at Echo who is looking at the same spot, a slight smile on his face. 

“Took you long enough you Di’kut,” Echo chuckles wincing. “You know, Fives, I never thought I'd be the last Domino to fall. Can’t say I’m glad for it.” 

Omega is the only one to hear this. Her other brothers stay back knowing that there is nothing they can do. She looks at them, scared, “Who is Fives?” The men all freeze. They all feel their stomachs drop. She looks back down towards Echo who is already watching her. The rise and fall of his chest is slowing. “Vod’ika, I-I’m… I don't want to go but, My brothers, they’re here. Fives, Rose, Hevy, Cutup, Droidbait, 99... They say I can march with them.” Echo’s eyes are glistening, unfocused. He wants to go with them but he has so much to do here. Omega can see his struggle and pushes her feelings away. 

“It’s ok Echo. You are done fighting, you can march with them.  We will be ok.” Omega’s eyes are full of tears but she doesn’t let them fall. She lays her head on Echo’s chest holding his hand in one of hers and putting the other hand on his chestplate. Feeling as his breaths grow shallow, his heartbeat slows and eventually fades away. Echo’s hand slowly lets go of Omega’s but grabs onto his twin’s. Echo barely notices the lack of metal weighing him down as Fives helps him up, grinning as he pulls Echo into a hug before he turns and leads Echo away with an arm around his neck. 

Omega looks up at Echo’s face. She doesn't think she ever saw him look this peaceful before.

The final domino. Fallen. But rising to join his brothers as they march on to forever.

[ladykagewaki]

The Baby Batch: Rescue CT 2224

@zaya-mo @the-sith-in-the-sky-with-diamond @ladykatakuri @marierg @thecoffeelorian @salubriousbean

[kennyomegasweave]

Assorted Pit Babe Season 2 Trailer Thoughts

Babe said kissing Charlie is better than before because he is either currently pregnant or he already had a baby and the hormonal changes made everything better. That man either had a baby somewhere in his body during that trailer or already birthed one in the year gap between seasons. You cannot change my mind. Until the show airs and tells me that’s not true, I see the vision. I perceive the truth.

Okay, I don't give a shit, I'm still a Certified Way Hater and will most likely never stop, but I just need Way to come back cause Pete clearly hasn't moved on. Just standing there not really a part of the group, fist clenched at Way's grave, with his darker than everyone else’s flowers. He somehow fell in love with that man and didn't get to kiss him not once. That is THE tragedy of the show to me. That fine ass man should be getting dicked down and dicking down on the reg, so Way needs to come back. Hell, he can come back as an even more evil clone, because of course Tony would be cloning folks, who gets saved by the power of his friends' love and Pete's dick. 

Sonic and North not seeming to talk much has broken my heart, so I won’t be acknowledging that. But it also seems like maybe everyone isn’t central based anymore cause Alan didn’t even know if everyone would show up. Which. 

MY FUCKING BOY WINNER IS ALIVE. And still doing NOTHING but losing. He has never won once in his entire life. And here's how WinnerDean can still be the CingeFailLoser4CringeFailLoser couple I wanted the first time.

Kenta, girl, on god, we’re gonna get you out of that vortex of losers. You don’t belong there. We’re gonna get you out of there! Kim is right there, looking great with his auburn hair. You WILL be saved!

All in all, I am very excited for this no matter what happens. It seems like it's gonna be just as, or possibly even more, bonkers than the first season. And I'm so here for it.

[skellymom]

"Vagabonds" Chapter 20

"DIFFICULT CHOICES"

Ongoing fanfic Hunter x Reader/Fem Reader/OC

Hunter meets a smuggler Nomaadi Star Woman with a powerful force sensitive teen who changes the trajectory of CF-99's lives...as they ALL try to escape from The Empire together.

To read Chapter 19 - "HEART OF THE MATTER"

https://www.tumblr.com/skellymom/761182994193154048/vagabonds-chapter-19?source=share

Word Count: 2.3 K

Background: The crew discuss what the new discovery means and how to proceed. Some angst, plenty of differing opinions from the crew, bickering (some of it comical-my favorite way of writing tension, without making it too intense). Echo is the grumpy voice of reason. Omega drops a surprising bombshell. And, I forgot to have Mad apologize for beating Echo up when she first met him...so sneaking that in this chapter instead of backtracking to fix my mistake.

For anyone new to this series: "LOVE" is the nonbinary/genderfluid neurodivergent/nonverbal Force sensitive kid of the main OC of this series named Mad. Mad is an older single mother, close to almost 50 years of age (not many older female protaganists in stories, so I decided to make one.)

Warning: Commentary about babies and the reality of raising them, age, and relationships. Some swearing. Some discussion of body parts (very clinical, not graphic).

(Credit: Cool dividers by @plum98 @strangergraphics-archive)

Everyone BARELY fit into Mad’s stateroom.  A murmur of excitement rippled through the group. 

LOVE placed their hand on Mad’s belly, then the other against Hunter’s temple.  While Hunter could hear SOME of what was going on in Mad’s abdomen, LOVE allowed him a front row seat. 

For Hunter, it was like slowly being immersed in a watery environment.  The feel of floating in a calm pool, surrounded by the hum of sounds muffled from the outside world to the inside world.  Five little aquatic beings swam around him inside that uterus.   

There was a feeling of...familiarity.  Like seeing his much younger reg brothers in their tanks.  He swam and swirled about with them.  Feeling warm, protected, nestled in the safety and comfort of that womb. 

In the background of his consciousness...and the ears of his physical body Tech’s voice appeared...questioning...pulling Hunter out of this comfortable place... 

“What did IT appear as?” His brother inquired. 

“They...” Hunter smiled. 

“Please REPEAT...” Tech pushed closer, as if his ears failed him.  

“There are FIVE of them!”  Hunter murmured...pleased.  “And... they look healthy.  All their limbs...and everything else...accounted for.” 

“What is their approximate size?”  Hunter held his hands out to the appropriate length.  His mind is still reeling from the shared Force experience. 

“It would seem...” Tech addressed Mad “You are well into your second trimester.” 

“WHAT!”  Mad blurted out.  “It’s been just shy a WEEK since implantation!!!” 

“Well, according to my calculations...” Tech rambled “The ovum was fertilized AFTER implantation and BEFORE the other night you and Hunter...coupled.” 

“NO!  That’s NOT now babies work.”  Mad shook her head. 

Tech pressed on.  “THAT is how Kaminoan CLONE BABIES develop.  Their growth is accelerated.  Hunter is the father and OUR aging was accelerated.” 

“Ok...but the timeline is off.” Mad shook her head. 

“Clone trooper sperm can stay alive in the right environment up to and slightly over a WEEK.” Tech calmly added.  “The Jedi ovum was indeed fertilized approximately 24-48 standard hours AFTER the doctor implanted it.” 

Mad’s jaw dropped. 

Hunter smiled proudly; he couldn’t help himself. 

“Congratulations.  You are OFFICIALLY pregnant...” Tech genuinely and warmly nodded to Mad.  Then turned to his brother.  “Hunter, you are a FATHER.” 

EVERYONE cheered out of relief and sincere happiness. 

Mad stared incredulously at Hunter. 

She was silent. 

“She’s NOT lookin’ so happy. “Wrecker leaned over and whispered to Hunter. 

“Mad...?” Hunter took her hand. 

“I... I NEVER expected...” She was flabbergasted. 

“Mad...?” Hunter repeated...now concerned. 

She lay there on the bed shaking her head. 

Hunter’s smile faded. 

“They weren’t mine to keep.  Technically they aren’t MINE at all.  I’m a surrogate.” 

“Aren’t you HAPPY?” Hunter was disappointed in Mad’s response. 

“Hunter...even IF the Jedi who this genetic material came from are long gone and can’t claim their kin...have you EVER seen a woman carry to term?  Or give birth?” 

“No, but I’ve seen clones decanted...” 

“NOT the same!  Not even close.  And with accelerated growth...”  Mad motioned to the red angry stretchmarks on her sides “Women AREN’T meant to carry something growing THAT large so fast...then birth them.” 

Tech butt in “Technically the vagina can stretch...” 

“TECH!  DO YOU OWN A VAGINA???” Mad cut him off. 

“No...”  He pressed on “But as I was relating to you...” 

“Ever been constipated TECH???”  Mad snapped back. 

“I... don’t see how that is relevant as babies are born from the birth...” 

“I KNOW WHERE BABIES EXIT FROM!” Frustration clouded Mad’s face.  “The POINT I am making is most of you in this room DON’T own a vagina.” 

The point Mad was attempting to make dawned on Hunter...and Echo. 

“SO... tell ME again how it FEELS to pass something very large quickly???” 

“IT HURTS!!!” Wrecker shouted out, pained expression on his face. 

Mad snapped her finger and pointed at him “Someone gets it!  And...it absolutely can RUIN the body without proper medical intervention.” 

“The Rebel Base at the extraction point should be of assistance.  Of course...you may have to deliver via c-section.” Tech mused. 

“Oh...I’m sure Mad is absolutely excited to go through that!”  Echo grumbled. 

“As long as they give me ALL of the pain meds.” Mad shot back. 

“But...” Hunter sulked.  “They’re ours.” 

Hunter’s right Love signed. 

“GUYS...” Mad rubbed her head, frustrated and sighed.  “They’re...Hunter’s, and I carried them.  Surrogates DON’T contribute ANY genetic material to the offspring.” 

MOM!  The Nomaadi family isn’t always blood... Love signed heatedly, then glanced at Sil for support.   

“Nah Couz, not gettin’ involved in this one.” Sil shook his head, petting Tiggy to help his stress level. 

“But I didn’t plan for this and it’s MY body!”  Mad hissed.  “Listen I DON’T hate children.  Hell, I’ve made my life about saving children...but...Hunter needs to make a case for HIS children.” 

“OUR CHILDREN!”  Hunter raised his voice. 

“Hunky, we all collectively don’t have a... excuse my language” eyeing Omega “a pot to piss in. We have a ship that isn’t in working condition to even fly, and it needs A LOT of repairs.  The ship that does work is tiny.  We have EIGHT people and a DOG living together in a shared space with a very limited number of resources.  The only money I have is the original credits from the implantation job, and now I don’t even know if I will receive ANY credits at the extraction point since we will be delivering to them babies instead of the original cargo they agreed to.  Do YOU guys have ANY credits?” 

“NO!” Echo chimed in.  “She’s got a REAL good point there.” 

“Not you TOO!” Hunter was disappointed in Echo. 

“Hey, can’t even imagine how much work five babies are...soon to be five TODDLERS.” Echo remarked. 

“Well, as far as feeding them, Mad can breast feed.”  Tech added. “It will save on the cost of formula.” 

“I have two breasts and five mouths to feed.  Rotating them to feed will be an almost round the clock thing, and it’s exhausting.  And that’s if both are fully functional” Mad pointed to her chest. “Besides, if they continue to grow at the rate they did inside my body...they’re going to have teeth almost immediately...” 

“AAAwwowww!” Wrecker held his chest in fear.  “NO!” 

“Besides...” Mad shot a look at Tech and Wrecker “YOU gonna change any diapers?” 

Wrecker grimaced. 

Tech found his sass “I noticed you did NOT include Echo in your inquiry.  Is it because he is missing one hand?” 

“Alright then...pick on the handicapped guy...” Echo smirked. 

Hunter lost his patience.  “I’LL DO IT!  Why even ask them?” He nodded to his brothers. 

“Because IF they have an opinion on what I do with these children, then they can HELP take care of them!” 

Hunter nodded in a way Mad could see he agreed. 

“Hunky...listen...I understand this is a wonderful moment for you.”  Mad glanced at Omega...who was listening intently to everything “Clearly children are a passion of yours.  But...babies...they’re a whole different ballgame than a ten-year-old.  Trust me.  Been there once before.” 

Hunter and Tech were about to interject... 

“SHE’S RIGHT!”   

EVERYONE’S head pivoted to Omega. 

“Mad knows what she’s talking about.  I took care of ALL of you when you were babies.  You don’t remember, do you?” 

The Batchers were speechless.  Hunter, Tech, and Wrecker just nodded dumbly.  Echo sat down in the overstuffed chair opposite the bed, then kicked his feet up on the ottoman.  He was VERY interested in hearing more. 

“Nala Se made sure to keep you away from the regular clone population.  But she needed a caregiver when she was busy...which was often.  I diapered, fed, and kept you ALL from trying to kill each other...at least until you started to bond closely...with me.  Then she took you away...” Omega eyed Hunter, Tech, and Wrecker. 

Hunter face fell.  “Omega...we NEVER knew...” 

“Yeah, why didn’t ya tell us?” Wrecker asked. 

Tech stood still, shocked, but listened intently. 

“Well...we’re together NOW.  I... didn’t see the need to.”  Omega shrugged. 

“Wow...” Mad quietly remarked “...that’s...I don’t even know WHAT to say...” 

Sil and Love glanced at each other, then back at the Batchers. 

“No wonder you felt a kinship.” Echo mused “Unconsciously, you knew she was family.” 

Omega shook her head with a serious face “But...the POINT I was trying to make...Mad isn’t WRONG in asking these questions.  She didn’t CHOOSE to have...MULTIPLE children.  She was just trying to help save any future remaining Jedi.” 

“AND, they're going to have Jedi powers too.”  Echo chimed in “Can’t imagine THAT’S going to be easy to deal with!” 

“Do you want them???” Hunter pressed, looking intensely into Mad’s eyes. 

She sighed, then glanced around at everyone in the room.  Hunter realized the pressure he was putting on her with EVERYONE else present. 

“Apologies...we should ask them to leave, then we can dis...” 

“No. They can stay.  We’ve discussed everything else with them.  And... whatever happens going forward may affect them too...it’s not just you and I anymore.”  

Hunter nodded.  He respected Mad for this decision. 

“I...” Mad stopped, overwhelmed suddenly.  Hunter squeezed her hand.  She could see while disappointed, he still cared for her.  “I think we should speak to the people at the Rebel Base tomorrow.  See what they say.  I don’t know what they had planned for these little lives.  Maybe they found some grown Jedi who haven’t been killed off.  Maybe they were planning to start an underground covert Jedi sect....I don’t know...just feel that this could be something SO MUCH BIGGER than just the two of us suddenly having a family.” 

“My head agrees.”  Hunter sighed.  “My heart...well, I think you know where it’s at.” 

“Hunky...we’ve only known each other just shy a week.  Barely enough time to get to know one another.  This is all too much too fast.  I’m...sorry.” 

“Well, I’VE heard enough!” Echo got up from the armchair.  And attempted to leave the room.   

Tiggy, popped up from the bed, and playfully grabbed Echo’s scomp. 

Tech chimed in “Echo’s correct.  Besides, we have MUCH more to repair on the Beldame before our rendezvous tomorrow.  Hopefully, we can at least get the propulsion fully operational by then.” 

“Come on Couz.” Sil gently pulled on Love’s tunic. 

But...I’m NOT done!  I wanna say... 

“Nunya, Couz”   

Nunya??? 

“Nunya bizness.  Come on, let’s go and leave them alone.” Sil actively grabbed a handful of Love’s tunic and pulled them, still levitating, out of the room. 

Echo attempted to yank his scomp from Tiggy’s mouth.  It didn’t budge.  Then he lifted her off the bed as she held on.  He went to pull her off with his hand, and she growled. 

“Uh...someone wanna help?” 

Wrecker laughed “She’s messin’ with ya.  Not gonna bite.” 

“TIGGY, MAV!” Tech instructed.  Tiggy immediately let go and dropped to the floor. 

“Olaror” Tech patted his hip as he left the room, and she obediently followed. 

Wrecker picked up Omega as he walked out “So, was I the PRETTIEST baby of the Batch?” 

Omega giggled and hugged him.  “You ALL were pretty.” 

Echo, the last to leave turned to Hunter and Mad “Listen, whatever you BOTH decide, your brothers and Omega will support you.  Can’t speak for the kids, though.” 

Hunter nodded respectfully to Echo. 

“Thank you, Echo.”  Mad replied “Really appreciate it...never apologized for the rocky introduction...” 

Echo chuckled and waved it off “Getting kicked into a wall by Hunter’s girlfriend.  Honestly don’t know what else I could’ve expected.”  He winked as he left, and the door slid closed behind him. 

Mad and Hunter watched him go, then sat in silence together on Mad’s bed. 

Finally, Mad broke the silence.  “I’m sorry to disappoint you.  But I stand firmly on what I said...really mean it.” 

“And...I respect you for it.  Even love you for it, too.” Hunter 

“Love me?  Did Omega accidentally drop you on your head as a baby?” Mad quirked her eyebrow seriously at Hunter. 

“If it helps me navigate this relationship, she was right in doing so.” Hunter attempted to crack a slight grin. 

“You’re upset with me, aren’t you?” 

“I can be angry and still care deeply.” 

“Where have you been my whole life...and are you even FOR REAL???” Mad was incredulous. 

“Well...since I’m only 13 and just defected from the Republic...uh, Empire...” 

“Wut???” 

“Heh...” Hunter grinned.  “I’m only 13 standard years old.” 

“But...” Mad’s brain broke “You look to be...at least a 30-something year old...” 

“The accelerated aging.  Yeah, I look old for 13.  You look young for almost 50...” 

Mad stared a hole though Hunter. 

“Hey.” He lightly bumped her shoulder.  “Talk to me.” 

“Listen...Hunter...IF we wind up parenting these children...we GOTTA work on US first.  These kids won’t stand a chance if their parents don’t have their shit together.” 

“Agreed.” 

“So, we have A LOT to discuss.  I was hoping we would have more time to just BE US.  More time to discover who WE are...” 

“Oh...so you WERE planning on US to be something MORE...long term?” Hunter bumped Mad’s shoulder again. 

“I HOPED.  But honestly...admittedly...I kinda thought US wouldn’t last long.” 

Hunter cocked his head “Because of your first partner?” 

Mad nodded, ashamed.  “And...so MANY after him...I just...became cynical.  Raising one child on my own was...lonely and SO difficult.  I’m grateful to have LOVE.  Would never change that for the galaxy.  But...” she sighed tiredly.  “I CAN’T go through it all over again.  Not with one or five children.” 

“I’m NOT going anywhere.”  Hunter gripped Mad’s shoulders firmly.  “Take my responsibilities seriously.  Only be absent if I died...” 

“PLEASE don’t say THAT.  Call me superstitious...” Mad warned. 

“Even IF our relationship didn’t work out, I PROMISE to take care of OUR children.  I would NEVER leave them behind...and...I still wouldn’t leave you either.” 

Mad burst into tears “PLEASE...DON’T YOU FUCKING LIE TO ME!”  She sobbed.  “If you break my heart...I don’t think I could take it...” 

Hunter hugged her fiercely “Would NEVER do such a thing.” 

“I’m in love with you too, Hunky.” Mad sniffed.  “But...being in love early in a relationship...and the kind of love in a long term one...two different things.  Takes a lot of work...and...” 

“And?” 

“I’m ONE crazy BITCH!” Mad laughed while she cried. 

“Well, I’m 13 and kinda dumb...we’ll be fine...” 

Mad smacked Hunter as he hugged her tighter. 

To Read Chapter 21:

https://www.tumblr.com/skellymom/762676548240277504/vagabonds-chapter-21?source=share

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BUILD ME UP

Echo - The Bad Batch x Fem!Reader

Synopsis: A psychology lesson from the medic of the batch turns into a personal experiment. How will Echo react to being your subject?

Tags/Warnings: SFW, mentions of animal testing (nothing graphic), established relationships, kissing, fluff, (I accidentally made Wreck really dumb in the first half, so we’re just going to pretend that’s because he’s tipsy. Sorry wreck!)

Prompt : “Why do you build me up, buttercup baby, just to let me down? - I need you, more than anyone darling. You know that I have from the start. So build me up, buttercup, don’t break my heart.”

A/N: this prompt comes from the bad batch playlist I put together from the song “Build Me Up Buttercup - The Foundations”. This is not a song fic, feel free to check out the playlist! Also, yes the timeline and character appearances in this chapter are messed up and do not follow the original show, shhh it’s fine, we’re gonna ignore it🤫

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You joined the batch as their medic right before the rise of the empire and stuck with them through order 66. While you never officially finished your medic schooling, you were qualified. More than qualified actually. You had saved the boys butts on multiple occasions, and when it came to the mental weight of what they’ve been through, you always knew just what to say.

Over time you naturally became great friends with the boys. Each of them were so unique and they had so much personality. They became your home away from home. You seemed to be closer with one more than the others. Echo. He was -biologically- the reg of the group, but his experience and individuality made him as unique as the rest of the batch. It was also what made you fall for him.

Naturally, the two of you became a thing, nothing official but it was very clear the both of you loved each other.

So here you sat, the dim lights of Cid’s parlor reflecting on your glass. Wrecker and Tech were in a game of sabacc. You sat close, shadowing over Techs shoulder watching him play his hand. Light conversation had started between the three of you. The conversation started with the rules of the game and slowly melted into you talking about your unfinished schooling.

“Well I don’t know if I should trust you on the field anymore doc!” Wrecker snorted. The contagiousness of his laughter put a small smile on your face. You were now grinning at him from behind Tech’s shoulder.

“Trust whatever you want big guy, just don’t expect me to save your ass on the field next time” your words laced with playful sarcasm as you sipped on your drink.

“And hey! What’s stopping me from walking over there and giving away your cards to tech!?” A sound between a laugh and a scoff erupted from you as you set your drink down.

Tech only smiled and watched the interaction before speaking up.

“She’s more qualified than you” Tech nodded, putting a card down. His affirmation drew a smile from your lips.

“See! I love to see the support,” you waved your arms at tech before giving him a friendly pat on Tech’s shoulder.

“And it’s not even just about what I can do on the field- I’m knowledgeable in psychology and chemistry too,” you chest puffed in proudness. Wrecker only gave a playful huff,

“You were educated in psychology?” Tech inquired.

“You’re surprised? It IS a requirement for medic schooling” you adjusted your stool slightly to be in the middle of the two boys rather than behind tech.

“Not necessarily surprised, I’m very aware of your capability. It’s just that -as a clone- I personally didn’t take many psychology classes. My studies were more directed towards computer sciences and database management. Then again, I wasn’t taught to specifically specialize in the medical field.” Tech spoke, you only nodded,

“So what you’re saying is, doc is a smarty” the loudness of Wreckers voice could almost throw you off guard, luckily you’ve spent enough time around him to be used to his volume.

You smiled at the statement,

“Of course” you smiled,

“How about a lesson?” You tilted your head toward Wrecker.

“I’m interested” a short response, but very much expected from tech.

You thought about what piece of information you could tell them. Searching your brain for a piece of knowledge the two of them didn’t know.

“A quick lesson on the tooka-bell experiment” you said,

The boys continued playing while you spoke, still listening to what you were saying. Acknowledging your voice by giving short nods,

“The tooka bell experiment was a conditioning experiment in tookas. About how a bell could get a natural reaction out of a tooka.” You started,

“When a tooka is fed, they salivate-“

“Like slobbering!” Wrecker interrupted.

“Yes,” you smiled,

“Like slobbering” you nodded before continuing to your lesson.

“A scientist would ring a bell every time he fed the experimental tooka. The tooka began associating the bell with receiving food. One day, the scientist accidentally rang the bell without having any tooka food prepared. The tooka began to salivate thinking it was going to be fed.” You finished.

“Ah, I get it. It’s a simple process of contidioning a neutral stimulus to get a response” tech nodded grabbing some cards from a deck that was set out on the table.

“Precisely” you have a curt nod, finishing off your drink.

“Uhhh, I don’t think I get it” Wrecker shook his head.

“It’s unconscious learning through repetition. For example: you and omega get mantell mix after every mission. Mantell mix and the end of a mission are two completely unrelated things. But because it’s become a tradition for you and little Omega, it would feel weird not to get the mantel mix at the end of a mission. Does that help big guy?” you gave him a glance followed along with a smile.

“I guess…” he slowly nodded.

The game of sabacc slowly wrapped up. It was quite late, there was a mission tomorrow and everyone had to get a good nights rest.

The cards were neatly put away and the drinks were discarded as the glasses were set to be cleaned.

You said you goodnights to Tech as you turned to say goodbye to Wrecker”

“Hopefully you ain’t doin’ that to us.” He let out a chuckle,

“Doing what?” Your head tilted.

“Training us subconsciously or whatever, I mean, the only dud who’d fall for it is Echo” this time he gave out a real laugh, one straight from his stomach. He ruffled you hair before walking off.

He was right though, Echo would totally fall for it.

Training was a strong word, but hopefully Echo wouldn’t mind. You had a strong plan made up, you grinned to yourself before walking to your own sleeping quarters.

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The next day was mission day, something about extracting some goo from rocks or something. You really didn’t remember- or care.

Today also marked the day of your experiment.

You found yourself sitting in the front of the marauder, preparing to go into light speed.

“Hey Echo,” your voice soft and sweet, he was unsuspecting.

He let out a small ‘hmm?’ Before looking at you,

“Could I get a kiss before light speed?” You batted your lashes at him, you leaned your weight on the armrest, pushing yourself toward him.

“Of course” he smiled before kissing you.

The kiss was sweet and soft, much like echo himself. Although it didn’t last long, it was romantic and all that you needed in a kiss.

You smiled at him through your lashes before sitting back in your seat properly and jumping to hyper space.

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The mission went fine, almost like any other. During the mission Echo had told you he ‘wouldn’t mind getting more kisses from you.’

It’s almost like he could read your mind, because for the next five missions you’d always find him right before hyper space and give him a kiss.

You started off by tapping his shoulder and politely asking for one, to just leaning over to him and giving him the kiss.

He never once missed a kiss, who was he to deny your request?

In fact, he must’ve gotten so used to it. For the next handful of missions or marauder trips, he would initiate the kiss right before hyper space.

That was your plan, because after around ten hyper space jumps, giving you a kiss before hand seemed to come natural to him. You had him right where you wanted it.

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One afternoon before the batch and you were set to return back to ord mantell, you had called Tech and Wrecker to talk to them in the marauder.

“What is it that you required?” Tech asked, setting down his datapad.

“You boys remember the conversation we had a few months ago? About conditioning?” You spoke, mostly directing your question towards Wrecker.

Tech only have a curt nod and Wrecker grumbled something about ‘totally understanding what you were talking about’.

You gave a smile,

“Right, well, You told me Echo would fall for it, yeah?” You nodded your head, smiling while gesturing to Wrecker.

“I guess I did say that,” wrecker rubbed the back of his head, not fully remembering the previous conversation the three of you had.

Tech, who finally started to understand where this conversation was growing shook his head before speaking,

“You didn’t” he said,

“Oh I did,” you were now grinning ear to ear,

“Before we go into light speed, watch what echo does” you laughed, before walking over to the cockpit of the marauder.

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You were now buckled into your seat, Tech and Wrecker looking into the cockpit for the interaction about to go down.

“Preparing the jump to hyperspace” you announced, putting your attention to some buttons and levers on the control panel.

You were purposely putting your attention away from echo,

As if on queue, echo pointed his head towards you, his eyes still focused on whatever he had had in his hands.

His lips puckered and ready for a kiss,

He sat like that for about five seconds -which doesn’t seem like a long time, but when you’re sitting there, full duck lips, it feels like an eternity-.

You saw his actions from the corner of your eye, still focused on the control panel. You gave a sly smile, attempting to hold in your own giggles.

Echo blinked a few times before realizing you didn’t kiss him, and you weren’t going to.

Heat rushed to his face as he leaned back into his chair,

Maker he must’ve looked so stupid -not to mention desperate- just sitting there with his lips puckered expecting a kiss from you.

He looked around in embarrassment to make sure nobody was watching, upon looking behind him he found two heads peaking into the cockpit.

Tech must’ve only found this slightly amusing because he only gave a smile,

Wrecker on the other hand, burst out into laughter. The sound of Wreckers laughter had let you know the bit was over, you too started laughing.

Echo was unamused and embarrassed. His cheeks were slightly flushed and his face flat, he didn’t find it funny. Your laughter and giggles made him realize that this was your plan all along,

Your giggles died down before you gave him a light pat on the cheek before jumping into hyperspace.

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Tech as a father Chapter 71

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Chapter 71: Guarded

The squad is meticulous as they unload their gear from the Havoc Marauder, but their attention is particularly focused on Orion's belongings. Tech takes extra care to ensure that Orion's toys, clothes, and bedding are all thoroughly cleaned and sanitized before they bring them into the barracks. He knows all too well the lengths the Kaminoans might go to in order to obtain a sample of Orion's DNA, and he's determined to thwart any attempts to invade their privacy.

Crosshair and Echo assist Tech, inspecting each item carefully to make sure nothing seems out of place or tampered with. Meanwhile, Hunter and Wrecker stand guard, keeping a watchful eye on their surroundings to ensure they aren't being observed by any prying Kaminoan eyes. Once they're satisfied that everything is in order, the squad carries Orion's belongings into the barracks, making sure to keep them well-hidden from any potential intruders. They may be on Kamino, surrounded by those who see Orion as nothing more than an experiment, but within the confines of their barracks, he is cherished and protected like family.

As the squad settles into their usual spot in the mess hall, the atmosphere is tense, with the usual murmurs and side glances from the regular clones directed towards the members of Clone Force 99. Tech, holding Orion close, is acutely aware of the stares and whispers. Echo, always one to try and diffuse tension, strikes up a conversation about the latest battle. "Did you see how the droids were set up on the east flank on our last mission? It was textbook tactics."

Crosshair scoffs. "Textbook for droids, maybe. They were predictable." Wrecker, his mouth full of food, grins broadly, swallowing quickly. "Predictable means easy to smash!" Tech, trying to stay focused the conversation, shifts his focus to Orion, who's captivated by the movement of his own fingers. "Look at those tiny hands, Orion. You're going to be a genius like your dad, aren't you?" Echo turns to look at his nephew. "He's definitely curious, that's for sure."

Just then, one of the regular clones at a nearby table makes a snide remark loud enough for the squad to hear. "Can't believe they let the defective clones breed. What's next, a whole army of 'em?" Crosshair's eyes narrow, his patience wearing thin. "Watch it, reg."

But before anyone else can respond, Orion, seemingly oblivious to the tension, does something unexpected. With a determined and curios glint in his eye, he extends his tiny hand and, with surprising accuracy, flips off the clone who made the remark. The mess hall around the tables falls silent as everyone processes what just happened. Tech, caught between amusement and concern, leans in close to Orion. "Hey buddy, we don't do that, okay? It's not nice."

Echo, always the voice of reason, interjects. "He's just a baby, Tech. I don't think he knows what he's doing." Tech nods in agreement but still feels it's important to reinforce good behaviour, even at this young age. However, Crosshair has a different take on the situation. “Orion knew exactly what he was doing, sending a clear message to the regular clones about who's in charge.” Wrecker, never one to miss an opportunity for a laugh, grins broadly. "Ha! That's our boy!"

Hunter, weary of the constant tension, simply wants a peaceful meal for once, free from any drama or unexpected gestures. With a sigh, he digs into his food, hoping that the rest of the meal will pass without incident.

Chapter 72

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