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The Bad Batch: Specter

Episode 2: Cut and Run

Edited by @ryleeeeeenn *numa: Twi'leki translation for "sister"

Episode 2: Cut and Run 

“Well, this is a first,” Hunter said, coming up behind Echo and Specter, who stood smiling at a sleeping Omega and Wrecker.

“Inspecting every corner of the ship finally tired her out,” Echo explained. Hunter chuckled.

“Yeah, she’s curious. I’ll give her that,” he said before Echo turned to join Tech in the cockpit. Specter felt Hunter’s eyes on her. She smiled still, hoping to cover the exhaustion and anxiety that continued to weigh her down. Crosshair’s betrayal had taken a drastic toll on her, though she’d continue to pretend it wasn’t the hardest thing she’d ever experienced.  

“Hey, you okay?” he asked just loud enough for her to hear. She turned her gaze to him, her smile faltering ever so slightly before she looked back at the girl and shrugged.  

“I’ll be fine. Can’t really afford to think about it,” she said, still looking at Omega sleeping peacefully. “Hunter, she’s a child. What are we gonna do with her?”

Specter doubted Hunter had an answer, and even if he did, whatever he might have said was cut off as the Marauder lurched out of hyperspace. 

“We are coming up on Saleucami,” Tech announced. Specter sighed, tightening her ponytail.

“I’ll wake these two up.” Hunter nodded and clapped a hand on her shoulder before entering the cockpit. She went to kneel down in front of Omega, gently shaking her. “Omega,” she whispered until the girl’s eyes opened, “it’s time to wake up hun. We’re about to land.” The girl rubbed her eyes and slowly stood up, stretching her arms. “Did you have a good rest?”

“Yeah… oh, it looks like Wrecker fell asleep too,” she noticed.

“Looks like he did,” Specter smiled, “You two needed the rest.” Specter shook her brother until he stirred, “C’mon sleepyhead, we’re landing!”

“Couple more minutes…”

“I’ll steal Lula.” The larger clone bolted upright. 

“You wouldn’t dare!” 

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Specter followed Hunter out of the Marauder, thankful to have the warm sunlight on her face. She hummed and took in the fresh air, thick with the floral scent of the surrounding plants. They hadn’t made it a few yards before Hunter paused, turning back to Omega, who lingered at the entrance of the ship. 

“What’s with her?” Wrecker wondered aloud. The girl took a deep breath of the fresh air and exhaled with a smile, slowly stepping down and kneeling on the ground, feeling the surface with her hand.

“Woah,” she said in awe, picking up a handful of the dust and letting it fall between her fingers. “What is this?” Omega wondered.

“That would be dirt,” Tech answered.

“It’s amazing,” she giggled, standing up and kicking it around. Specter sniffed.

“Yeah, and it’s getting everywhere,” she managed before sneezing into her elbow. 

“We didn’t have dirt on Kamino. Nala Se’s lab was always so–”

“Clean?” Specter offered. 

“Yeah,” the girl said with a shrug, “I think I like the dirt.” Hunter smiled a little at the girl before the rumbling clouds above caught his attention.

“Come on. Let’s get moving.”

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They walked through the tall brush, Omega loosely following behind, exploring the flora and fauna. Specter couldn’t remember the last time she saw the Lawquanes, but all her memories of them were bountiful in joy and warmth.

“So this friend of yours, what’s he doing all the way out here?” Echo asked.

“Hiding,” Tech answered, “That’s what deserters do.”

“Staying off the radar’s not our specialty, but he’s been doing it for years,” Hunter added.

“And you trust a deserter?” Echo was still unsure.

“Why not? We’re all deserters now. Might as well take notes from the expert,” Specter said with a humorous tone. They came to the edge of the property before Hunter signaled them to stop, holding back Omega as well.

“What are we looking at?” she asked.

“A booby trap,” Hunter said. 

“Single trip wire,” Wrecker chuckled, pushing his way to the front and stepping over it before anyone could stop him. “That’s cute.” In his gloating, he walked right into another laser sensor, springing the trap; dummy battle droids surrounded the clone, who yelped and opened fire.

“Easy, Wrecker!” Hunter stopped him.

“W-was that me?” he sheepishly asked.

“No, Wrecker, it was the giant Womp Rat with sparkly purple fur and the face of a Gungan,” Specter replied with deadpan sarcasm. 

“What do we have here?” a fuschia Twi’lek appeared behind the rigging of the trap, rifle drawn, “More clones who have lost their way,” she said with a smile, lowering her weapon. A clone appeared beside her. He smiled upon recognizing the group.

“It’s been a while, fellas.”

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The group made their way into the couple’s home. It was small and warm, and smelled of whatever meal the pair had prepared on the stove. Tech sat at the dining table, fully immersed in whatever he read on his datapad. Omega, on the other hand, explored the space in wonder, seemingly starstruck by the woodgrain of the table or the dust under the furniture, or the glow of the warm sun in the windows.  

“I see a few new faces,” the Twi’lek observed. 

“Echo and Omega, Cut and Suu,” Hunter introduced. Suu waved at the girl and clone as they said their hellos. 

“Where’s Crosshair?” Cut asked, sitting down with his cup and looking at Specter. She lowered her eyes and looked away, holding herself; his betrayal was still fresh in her mind.

“It’s… complicated,” Hunter answered slowly.

“Sounds familiar. Rex told us about the clone troopers turning against the Jedi,” Cut shrugged. Specter perked up at the mention of his name.

“You talked to Rex? When?” Echo asked excitedly. 

“Well he passed through yesterday.”

“Where’d he go?”

“Didn’t ask. He was going on about some behavioral implant.”

“He must mean the inhibitor chip,” Omega interjected. 

“The what?” Hunter asked the girl.

“Inhibitor chips. The Kaminoans implanted them in the clones to modify their behavior,” she explained nonchalantly. The Sergeant looked over her shoulder.

“Tech, you said the regs were programmed, but you never mentioned a chip,” he growled.

“How else did you think it worked?” Tech shrugged, looking up from his data pad. Specter nudged him.

“You and I are going to have a serious conversation about ‘need-to-know knowledge’, understood?” she mumbled with a scowl. The trooper adjusted his goggles and rolled his eyes. 

Suddenly, the door burst open, and two adolescent Twi’leks came running in, calling for their mother and father. 

“There’s a ship outside!” one of them exclaimed. 

“Shaeeah, Jek!” Wrecker cried excitedly, “Remember me?”

“Uncle Wrecker!” they cheered, running into his arms. 

“And what about me? Your favorite aunty?” Specter announced, stepping towards the children with her arms outstretched. The children gasped.

“Aunty Specter!” Shaeeah cheered, leaving Wrecker with her brother. The clone pouted at the lack of attention. 

“You’re here,” Jek happily lept into her arms. She laughed as she hugged them tight, kissing the top of their heads and winking at Wrecker. 

“Who are you?” Shaeeah asked, noticing Omega, who was hiding behind Hunter.

“I’m… Omega,” she shyly introduced.

“We never see kids around here,” the Twi’lek said before taking Omega’s hand. “Come with us.” The blonde girl looked at Hunter for permission, who smiled and nodded his approval. The children made their way outside. Hunter and Specter watched them go, only turning when they felt they were being watched. Suu gave a knowing smile. 

“Ah, parenthood,” Suu mused, “It suits you both.” 

“What? That’s not– we’re not–” Hunter fumbled, “The kid’s stuck with us until we can find somewhere safe for her.” 

“Aww, c’mon Hunter, you know you wanna keep her,” Specter teased.

 “Clones have been said to have very paternal and nurturing instincts,” Tech muttered, not looking up from his datapad.

“Shut up, Tech.” the pair said in unison. He simply shrugged and muttered something under his breath before once again tuning the group out. Specter rolled her eyes and approached the Twi’lek.

“Suu, can you help me with something?” Specter asked, leading her away from the others. The Twi’lek frowned, concerned. 

“Of course, anything, are you alright?” “Yeah, I just need a bit of change and I had an idea.” 

“You want me to do what?” Suu asked incredulously. The girls had secluded themselves in what Specter assumed was Cut and Suu’s bedroom. She sat before a small mirror, now dressed in civvies that Suu had graciously loaned to her, running her hands through her now unbraided and wavy hair. 

“Please?” Specter begged, “I know it’s a lot to ask and-”

“It’s not that it is a big ask,” Suu stopped her. “Are you sure you want to do this? It will look very different, and I’m not sure I’m the best person to give you what you want.” Specter brought her hair forward, brushing her hand over it.

“I’m sure. With all that’s happening, I guess I just want… something I can control.” The Twi’lek sighed.

“Alright. Although I will admit, I will miss this look for you.”

She knew it was merely cosmetic, but something in Specter hoped the visual change would be enough for her to get a grip on this new and unknown situation and allow her to let go. She was hurt and tired. Nothing made sense anymore, and the first person she would go to who would usually help her had been the one to break her heart. 

Crosshair had always braided her hair when they were young cadets. She had kept her hair long for most of her life, but now, it served as a reminder of the past, the burden weighed her down. 

The first snip of the scissors sent shivers down her spine. Suu had insisted Specter close her eyes, and she obeyed, allowing the rhythm of the snipping to soothe her. Suu finished her work, brushing stray hairs off of Specter’s shoulders.

“You can open your eyes now. Take a look,” she said softly. Specter’s eyes slowly fluttered open, almost flinching at the sight in the mirror. She felt better, yes, lighter, more free. She turned her head from side to side, tousling her hair that now fell just above her shoulders. The girl in the mirror was still her, of course, there was no denying that. She looked drastically different, as did her perspective.

This was her choice, even if it was a simple one. Her self-agency remained intact and would stay that way, even in the unknown future. Yet Specter couldn’t help but glance at the lost inches of hair on the floor, recalling old conversations with her twin as he had helped her style it. Tears began to well in her eyes as the euphoria of letting go rushed through her. She tried to blink them back.

“Was it too short? I’m so sorry, Specter, I did the best I could. You must hate it-”

“No!” she quickly wiped her tears away, smiling. “No, it’s perfect. It’s exactly what I wanted,” the girl whispered, admitting her reflection. “Thank you, Suu. I really mean it.” The Twi’lek smiled and wrapped her arms around Specter’s shoulders from behind. 

“Of course, numa,” she said.

Their embrace was interrupted by a commotion in the common room. “Mom! Mom!” Shaeeah cried, rushing inside as the women stepped out of the bedroom, “It’s Omega! She went out past the fence!”

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Specter took off after Hunter, who rushed to the girl’s aid with his knife drawn. Her enhanced speed carried her forward, and she tackled the Nexu away from Omega as Hunter stood between the beast and the girl. The animal roared and swiped at her, but she dodged and remained out of reach. While the Nexu was distracted, Suu got a few shots in and managed to scare it away. Hunter recovered Omega and carried her back to safety.

“What were you doing out there? Do you realize you could’ve been killed?” Hunter scolded. Omega shied away, head down. Specter made her way back to the group and placed a hand on Hunter’s shoulder.

“Easy, Sarge, she’s not a soldier,” she knelt before the girl, “Omega, are you hurt? Hey, look at me. Did it hurt you?” The little girl sniffed, burying her face in Specter’s shoulder. Specter rubbed her back gently to sooth her, “We’re not mad at you, hun; you just scared us is all. We were worried.”  

“I’m sorry. I was trying to get the ball. I didn’t know,” she apologized. Cut, who also kneeled beside her, brought Omega in for a comforting hug. 

“You’re safe. That’s all that matters.” Cut lifted her up and carried her back inside, “Come on.” Specter stood up and watched them go.

“And you think parenthood doesn’t suit you,” Suu teased from the doorway with a smile. 

She smiled and rolled her eyes as Suu followed Cut inside, turning back to her team, finding they were already staring at her. “What?”

“A couple inches longer would have better suited your face shape, but even so, I think it looks rather good,” Tech commented, blunt as ever.

“Wait, what are we looking at?” Wrecker asked, still oblivious. Echo palmed his forehead with frustration.

“Her haircut, Wrecker. Which looks really nice?” he hinted.

“Woah! It’s shorter!”

“That’s kind of the point, Wrecker. I just figured since we had a bit of time and it needed to be cut…” she trailed off, smiling and running a hand through her shorter locks. Her eyes met Hunter’s as he stood, still staring at her new appearance; his eyes flickered away and he cleared his throat. “So, what’s the plan, Sarge?”

“Tech, you think you could forge some chain codes?” Hunter asked.

“I only learned of them moments ago, but yes,” Tech assured.

“Moments ago? How come I’m just learning about them now?” Specter said,

“Between your time with Suu and the Nexu attack, when were we supposed to tell you?” Hunter shrugged. 

“Fine, fine. What are they then?”

“Imperial issued identification, and what we need to leave this planet” Tech explained. 

“And you can forge them?” Specter asked. 

“I believe so.” 

“Do it. Echo can help you,” Hunter ordered. “And Wrecker? Help the family start packing. We’re getting Cut, Suu, and the kids on that shuttle.”

“Yes, sir,” they replied, already setting themselves to their task, leaving Specter and Hunter alone together. 

“So…” Specter began.

“The hair looks good,” Hunter said, awkwardly. 

“Oh. Thank you. I just needed the change and with everything else that’s going on-”

“I actually wanted to talk to you about that.” Specter raised a brow, waiting for him to continue. “It’s about Omega. I think we should leave her with Cut and Suu.”

“Oh.” Specter wasn’t sure how to react. Part of her agreed wholeheartedly that the girl deserved better than a life on the run. She deserved a home and a family, the chance to be a child.

Yet, another part of Specter insisted there had to be another option. In such a short amount of time, she had grown attached to Omega. Her spirit was the spark the Batch needed, whether they wanted to admit it or not.

“You don’t agree, do you?” Hunter asked, meeting Specter’s eyes. 

“I don’t not agree; I’m just concerned about how Omega is going to take it. I think her heart is set on staying with us. Especially after all the trouble we went through to get back to her.

“You’re right, but I don’t think we’re fit to raise her.” 

Specter pressed her lips into a line; she honestly thought they were capable enough to at least try, but if Hunter thought the opposite… she would need to reevaluate her mindset. 

“Did you talk to Cut and Suu?”

“They’d be willing.”

Specter nodded. Neither decision—whether the girl stays or goes—seemed like the right one. Hurting Omega was the only guarantee.

“Well, both options suck,” Specter sighed.

“I agree. But it’s why I’m leaning towards the safest one for her.”

“You’re right,” Specter said after a long pause, “but why tell me if you’ve already made up your mind?” Now Hunter paused to think, now avoiding her scrutinous gaze.

“I just need to know I’m not making a mistake.”

“Hey,” she put a hand on his shoulder, “you’re not. I trust that you’re making the right decision. And no matter the outcome, we’re doing the right thing, and we can bounce back. Alright?” Hunter took a breath and nodded. “We’re doing what’s best for Omega… regardless of how we feel.”

“Now we just have to hope we can get everyone on that shuttle in time. Now I'm sure we can manage that.”

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“You did what?” Hunter shouted over the comm, banging his fist on the table and running outside where Wrecker and Specter were helping to load the Lawquane’s belongings onto the carrier. Last she knew, Tech and Echo were back at the ship, trying to figure out how to forge the chain codes. Now, she watched and gaped as an Imperial ship carried away the Marauder.

“Tech, are you insane? What did you do?” she practically screamed into the comm, fuming. 

“This was the simplest solution,” he replied calmly. Specter frustratedly tangled her hands in her hair and paced around. 

“Getting our ship impounded is not my idea of a solution,” Hunter scolded.

“We’ll meet you at the spaceport with the chain codes. I have this under control,” Tech affirmed, “Don’t worry, it’s all part of the plan.” 

“It better be,” Specter scolded. 

“There’s one big problem. Omega’s on the ship,” Hunter growled into the comm. 

“Oh, Maker, give me the patience,” Specter mumbled, pinching the bridge of her nose, now pacing back and forth with her hands in her hair. 

Hunter was right, this is no life for a little girl.

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The sun had just set over the horizon by the time Hunter, Wrecker, Specter, and the Lawquanes made it to the town. Specter did her best to act casual but kept her head on a swivel. 

“Tech, we’re in the spaceport. What is your status?” Hunter reported. 

“In progress. The encryption shouldn’t be a problem,” Tech said. The group continued their way down the street, trying to ignore the heavy clone trooper presence.

“Mom, I don’t like this,” Jek whimpered, clutching his mother’s hand.

“Everything will be okay,” Suu assured him with a gentle smile. Specter watched the interaction, her heart breaking a little.

“Could you hurry up? We either get those chain codes to get them on the shuttle, or we blast our way out of here,” she urged Tech. 

“Don’t worry. I can slip through security unnoticed and deliver the disks to you momentarily.” 

“Great, now I’m more worried,” Specter sighed, following her team as they took their place in a long line. They waited anxiously for Tech as time seemed to slow to a near halt. Specter fidgeted, mindful to avoid the gaze of passing troopers. 

The chime of the comm startled Specter as Tech finally reported in, “The chain codes are en route… er… with Omega.” 

Maker, help us all.

“By herself?” Hunter hissed. “You let her go by herself?”

“Well, we didn’t let her go.”

Specter has already taken off in Omega’s direction with Wrecker close on her tail. They seemed to find her just in time. A droid had cornered the girl, but before it could alert anyone of her presence, Wrecker had smashed its head in. 

“That hit the spot!” he said with a grin. Specter helped the girl to her feet and gently dusted the girl off. 

“What were you thinking going off on your own?! You could’ve been caught or hurt— are you hurt?” Omega shook her head with a smile, holding up the chain codes, “You are very lucky we’re in a rush right now, or I would scold you for going off on your own,” Specter grumbled, ruffling Omega’s hair. She would truly miss the little girl.

“Better get going,” Wrecker nodded toward the shuttle. “They’re waiting for you at the dock.” Specter helped Omega over the barrier before regrouping with Wrecker. 

“Specter, I need an assist,” Tech said over the comm.

“Of course you do,” she teased, running towards the Marauder, counting on Wrecker to stall the troops that arrived at the commotion. She leaped onto a crate and split-kicked the heads of two soldiers who were firing at Tech and Echo. The troopers collapsed, allowing her brothers the chance to regroup. “What do you need?”

“Do you think you can manage running a shipwide diagnostic and maintain a defensive position?” Tech asked.

“I’ve done much harder, Tech, you know this,” she rolled her eyes, hopping into the ship. 

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“Hunter, get over here. We’ve overstayed our welcome, and we need to leave now,” Specter ordered over the comm, finishing the last of the diagnostics. Fortunately, the Empire hadn’t added any tracking signals or malware. Over the years, Tech had taught Specter what he could, trusting her to learn some of his skills should he ever be unable to fulfill the task. Hearing blaster fire intensify, she grabbed her rifle and stood at the ship's entrance, firing relentlessly at the troopers to stave them off. Hunter came into view, hopping over the barrier and wrestling with a few soldiers, knocking them down.

“Glad you could make it,” Tech commented as the Sergeant took cover next to him. 

“What are we waiting for?” Hunter asked towards Echo.

“The clamp’s still magnetized. The system’s not responding.” Hunter looked at Specter next.

“Don’t look at me! That’s all external,” Specter yelled before shooting again. Hunter then nodded at Wrecker, who went to remove the clamp by his own force. 

“It responded to that,” he cheered. 

“Get in!” Specter shouted before ducking back inside toward the rear gun, firing a few warning shots. The boys began to enter the Marauder, but Wrecker hesitated outside.

“Wait. Omega’s not back,” he said.

“Wrecker,” Hunter began to explain, “she’s not-”

“Wait for me!” a little voice yelled from across the lot. Omega ran forward, but a trooper caught her leg. Hunter rushed forward to retrieve the girl, providing cover fire so she could get back to the ship.

“Omega? I thought you…” Specter said, surprised at the girl’s presence as she took a seat in the main hold. “Nevermind. Strap in,” she waved it off, turning to fire again. The Lawquane’s shuttle took off and flew away, allowing Hunter and Wrecker to make their way inside. Tech took off as soon as they were secured, escaping the range of blasters. Specter sat back and released a breath, massaging her temples.

“I know I made a mistake, and I have a lot to learn, but you don’t have to get rid of me,” she heard Omega plead with Hunter, who was at the computer. “I left Kamino with you. This is where I wanna be,” she insisted.

“Tell you the truth, kid, I guess I’ve got a lot to learn too,” Hunter admitted. “If this is where you want to be, then this is where you’ll stay.” She smiled to herself.

I was a little girl once… maybe this life isn’t so bad. Better to have her with us than alone on Kamino.

Specter watched from the rear gun as Saleucami grew more distant. For a moment, she allowed herself to breathe and reminisce, savoring the peaceful and joyful moments her time on the planet had brought her. Deep down, she knew those quiet moments would now be a rare luxury. But as she had turned in her seat and peered into the common area, quietly observing the small moments of life from her crew, she was overcome with a sense of peace. 

Their future—Omega’s future—was uncertain, yes, but Specter knew that as long as they stuck together, they would always end up alright.

[crazyfangirl0113]

More scenarios post-canon...

Too many ideas and not enough time to write.

Anyway, tbb spoilers

If any fanficker wants to write about any of this, they can do so, just pass the links so I can read them.

I'm almost sure Omega found out about the rebellion from Echo.

Imagine this:

Echi visits Pabu, all together catching up. And Echo talks about the rebellion and the progress they've made.

Omega thinks he could help the rebellion and fight the Empire again.

Hunter knows from Omega's look what she is thinking. He is sure that his girl will want to go fight with the rebellion even before Omega decides.

Crosshair and Wrecker also know that Omega will want to leave. They are both scared that Omega is going to war but they know she is their daughter. She has training, she has been ready since she was a child, if anyone can go destroy imperial bases it is her.

The night that Omega leaves, everyone gathers in silence, praying to the force that she can return home.

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The first time Omega goes on an extremely dangerous mission, she sends a message to BB to tell them where she will be and say goodbye to everyone. She takes his communicator with her in case she needs to ask her brothers for rescue.

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In Pabu they have a quiet life but sometimes they can't sleep worried that the Empire will come after them again. On those nights they train to stay in shape. Omega has bad days and asks them to continue teaching her more things.

For those bad days Omega has sniper aim, knows how to track, uses explosives and more.

They try to stay calm and remember that they are safe but there are days when the trauma is too much.

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Omega and Hera meet again during rebellion. Everyone is surprised to hear how BB helped Hera and her family escape from the planet.

[confuzzled-crow77]

The Bad Batch: Season Two - Truth and Consequences

Echo Leaving…*deep intake of breath* FIRST OF ALL, FILONI, HOW DARE YOU-

[shadowthestoryteller]

Oh to be snug in a blanket nest in one of those glass roof igloos watching the Aurora Borealis with the Bad Batch. No war, no o66, no chips, just blankets, the batch, and pretty lights.

If you need me, I’ll be in my headspace replaying that scene on loop ✌️

[shadowthestoryteller]

Places I Want To Go With the Batch To

Been trying to think more positive thoughts about my boys lately so have this

Before you ask where Echo is, I don’t view him in a romantic sense so he is often missing from my Bad Batch thoughts. When I say “Bad Batch”, 99% of the time (he he) I mean the OG Batch; Hunter, Crosshair, Wrecker, and Tech. Nothing against Echo, I just hear “Bad Batch” and think of the OG four. 

There’s probably typos here but that’s alright. It’s the vibes that matter

On with the show~~

Hunter: Maldives

I may or may not follow a bunch of tropical pages on Insta and may or may not imagine myself and Hunter every time I see a dude and his wife/gf on the beach. Maybe, y’all cant prove anything

Anyways, this is a big bucket list location for me. 

I love the tropics and really love water and for the Maldives the water is so clear and everything is so green and vibrant and lush and yeah you get the picture

Would definitely get one of those little villas on the water or even one with the bedroom underwater so we can just watch the fishies

Hunter would probably love it too because water is super calming and we all know he needs some relaxation

Hunter probably loves swimming for this reason and being constantly surrounded by water can keep him calmer. 

Time here would mainly just be swimming or relaxing on the beach where stress and worry melts away. Just listening to the waves, feeling warm sun on our faces, then diving into the crisp clear water to cool off.

Sunsets too would be amazing, which I feel Hunter really really loves for the colors and he sees each sunset as an accomplishment, because he made it through another day no matter what the universe tried to throw at him

That last one was a bit sad but still. Cuddling with Hunter in a hammock on the beach as the sun paints the sky is just... bliss. 

Crosshair: Tongass National Forest, Alaska 

Another bucket list location

Temperate Rainforests are my favorite type of climate. Moss, rain, streams, rivers, mist, and trees bigger than anything I could reasonably imagine

Crosshair strikes me as the type to enjoy solitary hikes in the woods away from scrutinizing and judgmental stares.  

Just walking here with him in comfortable and content silence

Catching a glimpse of that sniper smile 

Well, the silence of course gets broken when he starts pointing out good sniping positions in the various large trees

But that’s fine, because then its a “spot the sniper” game of where would be the best place to hide because I do that when I hike anyways

But yeah just

Comfortably silent walks with Crosshair here. Plus if its a rather sparse hike people wise, we can hold hands which I just think would be neato. 

Tech: Smithsonian Museum of Natural History

Natural History is a niche interest of mine

With Tech, I can only imagine what I’d learn on a trip here

Just walking around looking at all the exhibits and hearing Tech happily tell me all he knows 

Seeing him info-dump with an excited smile on his faces as he darts from exhibit to exhibit would be a dream

I’d even love to see him hijack a tour because that’s my smart little nerd showing everyone up with his endless well of knowledge

He can tell me things that the little information blocks get wrong, and then spend 30 minutes telling me what really happened/what the species was really like and I’d listen to him every time and just soak up all that knowledge 

Wrecker: Volcano National Park, Hawaii

I’ve always wanted to go here because I’ve got a mild obsession with lava and volcanos

There’s just such power and beauty in them

I feel like Wrecker would share the sentiment

Just walking around on the lava flows or taking one of those boat tours to see the flows drip into the ocean

It would probably include warning Wrecker at least five times that while it looks squishy and soft he can not stick his hand in the lava

But just seeing the awe and glee on his face as he watches the lava or explores the lava fields... yeah I dream of it

All: Pigeon Forge, Tennessee 

More due to what’s around it

Notable Attractions Include: 

Dollywood

Great Smoky Mountains

Parrot Mountain

Wonderworks

Ripleys Aquarium

Ripleys Believe It Or Not

Various Go-Cart tracks and fun small attractions

You get the picture, plenty of fun to be had

Would definitely stay in a cabin in the mountains

The game nights there, omg

Also a thunderstorm with the boys in a cabin? 

May do another post on that later

No true destination here, or plan

Just wholesome fun with the boys, with something for all the boys. 

And I suppose that’s the post. Again, no true rhyme or reason here. Just wanted to share. 

Any negativity on this post will be immediately deleted, I’m too tired and worn for grim-dark anymore. Take it elsewhere. 

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