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skellymom · 6 months ago

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"LITTLE BROTHER"

THE BAD BATCH ONE SHOT

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Background: What happens if a clone baby doesn't play by the rules on Kamino? This fic includes the headcannon (another Tumblr poster came up with this one) that Hunter has a crush on Shaak Ti. The clone baby is assigned a number, however, since there are so many of them and I didn't want to just guess left it as CT-______. Use your imagination for the number. This fic takes place right before Order 66 and before Hunter is aware of Omega's presence on Kamino. And, this baby alerts Mace Windu to the fact the Batch are the key to Omega being taken in by their squad, eventually leading to Omega helping the Rebellion defeat the Empire (this is the "Shatterpoint" in the Force Shaak Ti speaks of that Mace Windu senses.

Warning: Swearing, discussion of euthanasia, baby poop.

(Credit: Cool moving star dividers by @4ngelic-wh1spers )

The keening cry of a newly decanted clone shattered the silence of the Neonate Ward.

Shaak Ti could sense the little one's distress and hurried down the corridor. The cry was eventually shared with other babies. She entered to a roomful of loud fussy neonate clones.

Nala Se stood in the middle of the ward, a frustrated expression on her face.

“Again?” Remarked Shaak Ti.

“Yes. It would seem this decanted clone will not settle.”

Shaak Ti glanced down at the tiny instigator, red faced and screaming for all he was worth.

“IT is causing distress to the other newly decanted.”

“HE probably needs to be held...” Shaak Ti picked up the screaming bundle...

...who immediately went quiet. Then the ENTIRE ward went quiet. It seemed that THIS clone was causing the other babies to react as well.

“See. That is all that was needed.” Patting the baby's back gently. He cooed at the Jedi.

Nala Se glibly shot back. “These newly decanted MUST be able to self soothe. They must be in control of their emotions out in the battlefield.”

“Maybe it’s just temporary? They are JUST babies. Perhaps Omega can help...”

Shaak Ti was cut off by the Kaminoan. “Omega is currently assisting ME with research and does NOT have the time.”

Lama Su approached Nala Se and Shaak Ti. “If CT-_____ fails to self soothe by the end of the week, IT will shall be terminated.

Horrified, Shaak Ti hugged the baby to her. “Are we sure such a drastic measure is necessary?”

“It is imperative. We have a 20,000 UNIT deadline to complete with accelerated growth in the next few months. They MUST be ready and in top form upon delivery.” Lama Su added.

“Could we use his ‘defective’ nature to start ANOTHER specialized clone force?” Shaak Ti was grasping at straws now.

“I was under the impression Jedi should NOT form attachments.” Lama Su shot back.

He was right...Shaak Ti was doing just that. However, destroying a small life due to needing to be comforted seemed severe.

Just then the ward door opened, and Omega entered. She approached Nala Se. “Oh, hello Commander Shaak Ti. Nala Se, I am finished with the tasks you gave me. What is OUR next project!”

The Jedi nodded to the child. Then glanced up at Nala Se. Attachments indeed!

Nala Se caught the pointed look from Shaak Ti. “Come, Omega. Let us go to the lab.”

“Bye Shaak Ti” Omega innocently waved then followed behind Nala Se.

“Goodbye sweet child.” Shaak Ti beamed at the child with an important future...

The ward doors closed behind them as they exited.

“IT has 3 days to improve. If not, IT will be terminated.” Lama Su said his peace, then exited the ward as well.

Shaak Ti glanced down at the little life in her arms. She had a bad feeling about this.

Unfortunately, things did NOT improve.

CT-______ continued to caterwaul. Shaak Ti checked in daily.

Every time the clone cried, eventually his brothers would start in solidarity. When he was picked up by Shaak Ti, he stopped. His brothers would go quiet as well.

The Kaminoan’s NEVER held their test subjects. It was beneath them to do so.

Omega was NOT permitted to assist with CT-____ in any capacity.

Highly concerned, Shaak Ti sought advice from Mace Windu via comm.

The Jedi listened quietly to the predicament, then rubbed his chin in contemplation.

“I shall inquire at the Jedi Council, then give you my answer in the next standard rotation.”

Shaak Ti nodded obediently and waited.

The day came with CT-______ slated for termination. He refused to self sooth, instead reaching his tiny arms out for ANYONE to hold him...comfort him.

Nala Se, resigned to sealing this baby’s fate, loaded the bassinet onto a holostretcher and SLOWLY proceeded to the euthanasia chamber.

Before she could enter, Shaak Ti was waiting outside the entrance.

Nala Se seemed surprised to see her there. A move Shaak Ti took advantage of.

The Jedi waived her hand in front of Lama Se. “You have terminated CT-______. You must return to the laboratory with Omega.”

“I have terminated CT-____. I must return to the laboratory with Omega.” The dazed Kaminoan repeated.

Nala Se wouldn’t remember a thing.

“Well lads, looks as though Master Shaak Ti will be joining us for this mission!” Hunter beamed.

“Oh Goody. Careful Hunter, she might sense how much you PINE for her.” Crosshair sneered.

Wrecker shot back with a shit eating grin. “OOOh, Cross, you’re just JEALOUS.”

Crosshair shot Wrecker a LOOK.

Echo chuckled at his new squad's antics.

“It seems we are accompanying her to the Separatist planet of Ryloth as an envoy.” Tech informed everyone. “She will be assisting Captain Howzer.”

“WHAT!” Echo shot straight up in his seat. “We are working with Separatists?”

“The details seem to be confidential. Need to know basis for now.” Tech added.

“That’s strange...” Echo was extremely suspicious.

Hunter set everyone at ease. “I’m sure we’ll be briefed before arrival to Ryloth. “Here she is now.”

The clones stood at attention and saluted Shaak Ti as she ascended the gangplank and boarded the Marauder.

“At ease soldiers.” She warmly smiled.

Wrecker jabbed Crosshair in the ribs and grinned. Cross gave him stink face.

Tech started up the ship and prepared to leave Kamino.

“Commander, please have a seat.” Hunter offered Shaak Ti the seat behind Echo in the cockpit, as he would be seated next to her behind Tech.

“Thank you, Sergeant.” She smiled.

Hunter mildly blushed.

“Before I do there is another matter I must address.”

Shaak Ti reached down and pulled up the front of her heavy long skirts, exposing her legs and bottom torso underneath.

Hunter almost FAINTED!

He may have had some...thoughts about this Jedi General...only at times in solitude so she was unable to sense them...

The blood rushed to his head, making his vision swim.

The rest of the crew stopped and stared! This was so UNLIKE the Jedi Commander!!!

Underneath Shaak Ti’s skirts was strapped a small baby.

A clone stowaway...under a Jedi’s skirts!

The baby looked at Hunter and cooed.

“Uhhh...” Hunter stared dumbfounded.

“What the FU...dge!” Echo caught himself in time.

“WAIT? Are they NOT DECANTING them anymore???” Wrecker scratched his head trying to figure out where babies are NOW coming from.

Crosshair sighed and held his forehead.

Tech cleared up the confusion. “It would seem that Jedi Shaak Ti is covertly sneaking this clone neonate aboard so that we may shuttle it off world.”

“You are indeed correct Tech.” Shaak Ti unstrapped the baby and handed him to Hunter.

She dropped her skirt and sat down.

Hunter caught a glimpse of the Jedi’s legs before they were covered again. His brain momentarily broke.

Echo needed details. “Why? He’s too young to leave Kamino.”

“He is defective and was slated for termination. When we depart Kamino, I shall tell you the rest.”

The baby reached up and pinched Hunter’s chin, bringing him back to the moment. He sat down and cradled the baby in his arms...seemingly an automatic act even HE wasn’t aware of. “Tech, take us off world IMMEDIATELY!”

He didn’t have to tell Tech twice.

The crew was extremely quiet as the Marauder made its way off the planet. Hunter began to worry about what was to develop. Unconsciously, he began to slightly rock the baby. It soothed him.

Echo glanced over his shoulder at Hunter and smiled.

Crosshair rolled his eyes.

Blue light bathed the ship as the Marauder coasted in hyperspace.

Shaak Ti filled in the rest of the intel.

“So, our squad are the LAST defective clones to be allowed on Kamino?” Tech surmised.

“Yes, unfortunately. The Kaminoan’s are tamping down on any deviance within the clone population. They are no longer even trying to reprogram the few who develop out of parameters. Any found outside of those parameters are slated for immediate termination.” Shaak Ti grimly explained.

“Things have been changing so quickly on Kamino lately.” Hunter’s brow creased.

“Don’t like it one bit.” Echo’s suspicion was back.

Shaak Ti followed up. “Conveniently, I was scheduled to meet with the governing body of Ryloth. And, with some help from the Jedi Council we can place this little one with a family there.”

“The Kaminoan’s don’t just give away their property freely. How did you manage to convince them?” Echo enquired.

“I agree with Echo.” Tech added. “The Kaminoan’s are anything but charitable.”

“I... resorted to utilizing the Force.” The Jedi shifted uncomfortably. “According to Master Windu, the exposure to this young clone will help you all on a future mission.” Shaak Ti smiled at the squad. “As you know Master Windu sees an important Shatterpoint in your timeline.”

“And... what is that Shatterpoint?” Hunter enquired.

“Unfortunately, Master Windu did not elaborate. He FEELS something strongly in the Force but cannot put it to words.”

The clones silently glanced at one another.

Shaak Ti added “But, for now we are saving a small innocent life. This has enough merit on its own.”

“Agreed” Hunter smiled down at the small one in his arms. The baby grinned back up at him.

“Hey...Hunter...can I hold ‘em?” Wrecker asked hopefully.

“Uh...yeah.” Hunter got up and walked over to Wrecker, who seemed excited.

Wrecker held out his large hands awkwardly.

“Wrecker, support his body with this hand. Take your other hand and support his head carefully. He’s young and his neck isn’t strong enough yet. He’s a baby, not a Lula. Gotta be REAL gentle.” Hunter handed the baby over and placed Wrecker’s hands in the correct position.

Hunter stepped back and watched his brother.

“Aww, he’s SO CUTE!” Wrecker beamed.

The baby cooed at Wrecker.

Cross, sitting next to Wrecker watched silently.

Then the baby spotted Crosshair’s silver hair shining in the Marauder’s cab lighting. He made grabby hands toward Cross.

“Ooh, he wants YOU to hold him.” Wrecker grinned.

“NO.” Crosshair got up and sat at the other side of the ship.

The baby immediately started to cry.

“Look, you hurt his little feelings!” Wrecker shamed his brother.

“I don’t do kids.” Crosshair crossed his arms uncomfortably.

The baby wailed loudly.

Crosshair couldn’t handle the caterwauling and stalked to the back of the ship.

“Ohh, just ignore him cute widdle baby boy.” Wrecker grabbed Lula. “Lula says he’s a big ole’ poopy head anyway.”

The baby stopped crying and Hunter dabbed his tears away with the baby blanket.

“Brother Wrecker wuvs you...BOOP!” Wrecker gently touched Lula to the baby’s nose.

Baby smiled.

“Brother Hunter wuvs you...BOOP!”

Baby laughed.

“Brother Echo wuvs you...BOOP!”

Baby belly laughed.

“Brother Tech will wuv you too...BOOP! Especially since you’ll listen to his infodumps...BOOP!”

Baby laughed SO hard...

...and made a strange face...

...then baby’s rear end made the MOST horrid sound!

“OH MAKER! WHAT IS THAT!!!” Wrecker almost retched. “IT’S SOO STINKY!”

Wrecker quickly handed baby back to Hunter and ran away after Crosshair.

“Uh...” Hunter was woefully unprepared and just held baby out away from him. “Commander...uh...please tell me you have extra diapers...”

The Jedi laughed as she approached, taking the baby from Hunter. She had a bag slung over her shoulder. “I’ll take care of him, Sergeant.”

He turned red in spite of the horrible smell assaulting his enhanced senses.

Hunter had an awakening...

Something about maternal women and little children...

Something warm and paternal blossomed in his heart. He watched Shaak Ti as she walked to the back of the ship soothing the baby.

A minute later, Wrecker ran back up to the front of the Marauder. Crosshair followed furiously spraying refresher air freshener EVERYWHERE.

“I don’t know what that baby ate but...EWW!!!” Wrecker grimaced.

“OH MAKER!” Echo yelled; his face had a severely pinched expression. “Now it smells like FLORAL SHIT in here!!!”

Frustrated, Crosshair shot back at Echo. “Well, WHAT would you have me DO???”

Tech to the rescue: He engaged the Marauder’s indoor filtration system. However, it did take some time to dispel the smell.

When Shaak Ti brought the cleanly changed baby back, Echo requested to hold him next. The baby took an interest in Echo’s scomp.

Wrrrrrrrrrr. Baby was entranced. Wrrrr, wrrrr, wr, wrrrrrrrrrr.

Echo laughed, then the baby laughed...

And make THAT FACE.

Wrecker held his nose. “OH NO! NOT AGAIN!!!”

“It seems the Kaminoan baby formula irritates his sensitive stomach. Another anomaly in his genetics. I switched his formula for the trip.” The Jedi attempted to get up and retrieve the baby.

“Please relax Commander. I’ve got this.” Hunter got up and took baby from Echo.

Shaak Ti handed Hunter the diaper bag, and he made his way to the back of the ship.

Crosshair sprayed the air freshener in Hunter’s wake.

Echo turned around to glare at Crosshair.

“What?” Cross leaned back with an antagonistic smirk, inserting a toothpick into his mouth.

Sometime later everyone settled in during the trip to Ryloth. Hunter offered Shaak Ti his bunk so she could rest before arrival. She warned the baby may need to eat soon.

By this time, Tech had the baby in his lap and was info dumping about various animal life of the galactic planets. Baby was deeply interested in everything he had to say.

Or maybe it was just the glare on Tech’s glasses that caught the baby’s attention?

Either way, Tech set up his datapad to play the corresponding animal sound when the baby pressed a button. Baby cooed with each animal sound.

Shortly after baby lost interest and started to fuss.

“Uh oh...” Wrecker was weary.

“Well...he isn’t making THAT face, so I think we’re safe.” Echo ribbed Wrecker.

"It’s fairly obvious that he’s hungry.” Tech stated.

Hunter rummaged through the bag to find a bottle full of blue Bantha milk.

“You like the GOOD stuff, kiddo.” Hunter smiled, taking baby from Tech and popping the feeding nipple into baby’s mouth.

Baby suckled away and made grabby hands towards Crosshair again.

Cross side-eyed baby.

“Come on, Cross. He obviously likes you.” Hunter pleaded.

“Usually that’s asking a LOT of someone.” Echo joked.

“So funny, Echo.”

“Hey, we ALL held him.” Wrecker piled on. “Hunter EVEN changed his diaper!”

Crosshair wasn’t convinced.

Baby continued grabby hands and was now vocalizing in between gulps of formula “Uuuuummmm!!!”

Straining out of Hunter’s grasp towards the sniper.

Tech verbally poked at his brother “It would seem that he INSISTS you hold him. Why he wishes to be close to your unyielding nature is a mystery.” Tech was baiting him.

Crosshair pulled the toothpick from his mouth and flicked it at Tech. “All right...” He huffed. “Give me the little womp rat.”

Hunter gave Crosshair a shit eating grin as he placed the child on his brother’s shoulder. Cross didn’t expect to have baby THAT close to his face. Hunter KNEW what baby was after.

The baby held his bottle with one hand, chugging away. Then reached up with the other to grab a handful of Cross’ hair.

For a second Crosshair looked panicked. But relaxed when he realized baby only wanted to hold onto something while eating. The weight seemed strangely familiar...like his rifle when it rested upon his shoulder. But...warmer...more comfortable.

Crosshair leaned back on the seat and put his feet up.

Tech played his specially recorded soothing sounds of Kamino’s waves over the Marauder’s PA system. Baby continued to suckle away at his bottle, then fell fast asleep on Crosshair’s shoulder.

The sounds also affected Crosshair as he eventually passed out in a deep sleep on the cabin chair totally unaware of what would transpire...

...as the rest of The Batch decided to record this special moment.

After all, Baby would be in his new, safe home by tomorrow...

There’s a pic Tech keeps on his datapad of a snoozing Crosshair with a baby sleeping on his shoulder. The rest of the Batch is posed around him.

Hunter leans his head against his brother and the baby. A serene smile on his face.

Wrecker gives Crosshair Lula ears with his fingers behind Cross’ head. He pulls Gonky in next to him.

Echo puts his arm around Gonky and proudly leans into the shot next to Wrecker.

Tech took off his goggles and propped them up on the Marauder’s dash so the recording device attached to them could mark the occasion. Then blindly made his way to Hunter’s side to pose, a sassy half grin on his face.

In Hunter’s bunk, Shaak Ti sighs contentedly in her sleep.

Back on Coruscant, within the Jedi Temple, Yoda pauses and quietly smiles.

He looks to Mace Windu “The child is safe, he is.”

Mace, relieved, replies “Eventually...the galaxy will be too.”

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