Fives pov
Do they think were deaf? Most of us were not oblivious to the sounds made in poor Echo's room. Omega asked and I quote,

"Are they playing slap hands in there?" And Hunter had to say

"Yeah something like that." Then when she asked Hunter to play she immediately won. She cheered and the big hulky one raised her up on his shoulders.

"Echo do you wanna play?" He looked at me, then his hands then at the small girl. Thats when I noticed.

"HOLY KRIFF ECHO YOUR HAND IS MISSING!!!"

"Yes Fives. I'm aware." When did this happen!? I swear Rex doesn't tell me jack shit. The little girl walked over to me and gently touched my hands. She gripped them and faced them to the floor.

"Have you ever played slap hands?" She asked me. I looked at Echo. We both burst out laughing.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, duh. What's your name little'un?" I asked her. I placed the palms of my hand on top of hers ready to play.

"My names Omega."

"Omega, like as in the wolf? Nah that's not gonna work. I already know a guy named after that. How about Mega- no. Megie, nah... Megs! Yes I am gonna call you Megs!" She laughed and smiled at me which truly melt my heart.

"After my brothers played against me they always waddled away to go annoy Kix about getting ice packs. At one point there was a line of 68 people. Kix got so annoyed he closed the med bay. Do you remember that Echo?" I looked over to him expectantly.

"Of course I remember it. I was waiting in the damn line for 6 hours." Everybody started laughing while I rubbed the back of my neck sheepishly.

"You were in the line to get an ice pack too after General Skywalker-"

"Echo shut it! You just broke the bro oath!" Echo just looked very annoyed but I could tell he was fighting back a smile.

"Fives do you even know how many oaths you've broken?"

" ... Anyway the point is I'm a king. In slap hands and in general. Don't worry Megs I'll to easy on- ow!" Megs slapped me incredibly hard for a little girl.

"Okay you just got lucky that time." Yeah... she got lucky everytime. I didn't even get to try to slap her. She won every fucking time.

"Okay it should be illegal to be this talented!" I retracted my hands but she still grazed them so I groaned and placed them on top of hers again. Omega giggled as she hit my hands yet again with speed and grace I've only seen one other person have. Speaking of which, here she comes now. Echo's door swished open.

"Quick everyone act natrual!" Hunter said. Apparently we all have very different definitions of the word 'natrual'. Tech started whistling and had his forehead an inch away from his beloved datapad. Hunter was whistling and looking at the god damn ceiling. Echo collapsed on the ground and played dead like a sensible man. However the big clone and I thought alike, we both dived on the floor with our hands on our hips and smirks on our faces. I like this guy. He's like a mini Hardcase but bigger. Megs frantically looked around before deciding to just fall on top of big Hardcase and I. I flinched but stayed still. Ahsoka covered her face with her hands and sprinted out the door. We paused for Rex to follow but he never did.

"Okay I think were in the clear." We all sighed with relief and stood to our feet.

"So, Fives was it?" I nodded to confirm.

"If you dont mind me asking, how exactly did you survive being shot in the abdomen/chest?" The nerd who's name is Tech asked me.

"Good question. Here's the answer: I didn't." Some scoffs echoed around the room. I gave the most vague answer as possible because I didn't like talking about how I was right about everything. I sighed when I realized they were not going to accept that answer.

"Ugh you really wanna know, fine. When I was on the run I winded up in a bar and ran into an old friend there. I asked him for help so the first person I had him contact was Ahsoka. Turns out Ahsoka was living two doors down in an alley way so it was sad and convenient. She staged my murder by using something called force projection. So it wasn't really me who was shot, just a picture of me created by Ahsoka. That's how I'm standing here today now please, subject change." They all nodded.

"Come here Megs, I'm ready for round two. This time I go first."

~two hours later~

My sniffles echoed through out the small bedroom as I rubbed my throbbing hands.

"How can one little teenage girl make you wish for death?"

"Kids can be brutally hurtful in the most creative ways. You remember those kids who would always bully me when we were cadets?" Echo asked me.

"Of course how could I forget. I screamed 'say another fucking word about my brother again and I'll shove my foot so far up your stupid ass you'll be shitting out shoes for a week!' Ah, good times."

"Ooh or that time when you accidentally said General Shaak Ti was hot on camera! And then we sent it to her!" My whole face went dark red. My head slowly turned to him.

"Must you bring this up?" He only shot me a sly smirk and sunk into his chair further. I huffed and went back to the blistering game I was desperately loosing. I wonder if Ahsoka trained her in jedi bullshit and slap hands because I may have been the king but she is the QUEEN!!! With one final slap I shreiked in pain but more dramatically than I should have. She giggled and looked at me with childlike wonder. It made my heart flutter so I kept up the act. I grabbed my chest with one hand as I flung the other one up into the air and dramatically grasped nothing. I thumped to the ground and moaned and groaned. Her laughing kept me going.

"Ah, ah! I'm bleeding out!" She snorted in another fit of giggles. Children often grow up to fast in a war. I'm glad this wasn't the case with her, unlike Ahsoka.

"Megs, Megs! Take my * fake coughs* hand!" I breathed out unevenly on purpose. She was fighting to keep her laughter at bay. Instead of grasping my hand in a normal handshake she put both her hands on mine.

"Listen to me. When I'm gone-"

"No Fives don't speak like that." She grabbed my shoulders and start4d shaking them wildly. Okay this is gettung to be a little much. That's syaing a lot ciming from me.

"You have so much to live for!" She cried out. We both snorted at the desperation in her voice. Such a good little actress.

"Listen Megs. Listen to me, when I'm gone. Just know," I leaned in closer and whispered in her ear for even more dramatic affect

"The kings been knocked off his throne." She got up and started dancing and cheering. I got up too and hoisted her on my shoulders.

"Whos the queen?" I tried to start a chant but surprisungly she said

"Um... Ahsoka?"

"Well, yeah. But your supposed to say your name." Her face made an adorable O shape as she nodded.

"Try again?" She nodded. I pranced around the small room. Everybody was staring at us but I could care less.

"Whos the queen?"

"I'm the queen."

"I cant hear you! Who's the queen?"

"I'm the queen!"

"Still cant hear ya! Whos the queen!?"

"IM THE MOTHERFUCKING QUEEN!!!"

"..." I immediately stopped dancing. I looked to the others. They all shrugged except Hunter, he looked mortified. I knelt down and she hopped off and ran somewhere. I smiled as I watched  her shadow fade when she went left. Hunter was too while the others smirked at us.

"What!?" We both exclaimed in unison. We looked at each other and smiled. I walked the same path as Megs but when I turned the corner I was inches away from faceplanting onto Ahsoka. I shreiked and took a step back.

"My god! I know your a forcey voodoo witch but do you have to lurk everywhere like that!?" She just stared at me. I could notice her legs were shaking. Heh I wonder why...

"You alright there Commander? You look a bit-"

"If you finish that sentence I will kick my foot so far up your stupid ass you'll be shitting out shoes for a week." I smirked to match her own.

"Using my own threat against me I see?"

"I don't make threats. Just promises."

"Didn't General Slywalker always-" she covered my mouth with one hand and pulled me down the hall with the other. She had to brace herself using the wall a few times. I rolled my eyes. I wanted so badly to make fun of her situation but the caring older brother in me took over. Man that guys a gentleman. No wonder I don't like him. I scooped her up in my arms bridal style and laid a soft kiss on her forehead.

"Don't worry Ad'ika. Everything's gonna be A'okay." She nodded and smiled. She shut her eyes and finally relaxed. She told me to take her to the cargo hold so that's where I went. To say I was surprised would be an understatement. I saw the small little girl who was just playfully dancing and playing slap hands now I see her climbing kriffing walls and ceilings, flipping off them, all with not one but two light sabers in hand! Her light sabers looked similar to Ahsoka's old ones but did have it's differences. The only easy difference I could find was they were light blue unstead of green and yellow like Ahsoka's. Of course I may have missed some stuff. That's what happens when people think your dead for a year I guess.

"Dang Megs you got some skill! Any chance your good with a blaster?" I slowly lowered myself to set Ahsoka down. She crossed her legs and sat on the floor. We both took a seat next to her.

"Actually Fives that's why your here. It's time for Omega's next lesson and I figured she can't just be good with her light sabers. There may come a time when your stuck without them and all you have are regs blasters." I looked at her funny. What the hell is a reg and why am I automatically offended by it?

"So you want me to teach Megs how to shoot?"

"Uh yeah. That's literally what I just said." I narrowed my eyes at her. Jeez I was just clarifying.

"Fine little Mrs. Wise-ass."

"Um, rude. But yes. While you were doing your whole 'faking my own death' thing... again. I smuggled some blasters. Including this big rifle from a little weapons kit in the corner. Do you know where it's from?" She asked me. Omega immediately saddened but Ahsoka and I were clueless.

"You good Megs?"

"Aww, Megs!" Ahsoka giggled and gushed at the name.

"That is so cute! Can I call her Me-"

"No." Ahsoka pouted and showed me her best puppy dog eyes.

"Ad'ika how dare you use my own tricks against me! But it works every time."

"Really!?"

"But not this time. Get your own adorable child to call Megs, this one's taken." She pouted again but quickly got over it. Megs was laughing at our banter the whole time. I smiled at her and walked over to a crate which had numerous different weapons.

"What do you both want to start off with?" I asked.

"Maybe something lighter since your still young and developing muscle and Ahsoka your not feeling your best at the moment." They both glared at me for my comments. I threw my hands up in fake surrender. Ahsoka picked up the rifle and loaded it, incorrectly but hey she was trying. Omega took a different approach and took her dads spare blaster which was a DC-17 handgun.

~a few hours later~

"You've both improved so much! Infact Megs, I think it's almost unfair for you." Megs deactivated her light saber and set the blaster down on the crate.

"What do you mean?" She asked me.

"I mean Ahsoka gets this super cool outfit while your stuck with... a Kamino medical gown? Really?" Omega looked at her feet and sighed.

"Not to worry. Uncle Fives to the rescue!" They both looked at me funny.

"What. Too soon?"

"Too soon."

"Waaaaay too soon." I held my hand to my chest and choked back a fake sob.

"Well. Alright then. Anyways, I did have a cool surprise for you but now I'm not so sure..." I trailed off on purpose. Megs gasped and started tugging on my arm like Tup did when he wanted to borrow a hair tie.

"No no I wanna know the surprise tell me! Tell me! Tell me!"

"Okay only since you asked so politely. Cap'n, bring it in!" I banged on the door to signal Rex. Just like he banged- nope not going there right now. You are helping a child. Be wholesome Fives!

"Echo mentioned a young girl was added on the team. Rex didn't believe it when he heard but I trust Echo blindly. Naturally I got giddy and I-um well I made something. I really hope your gonna like because I have no receipt." The door opened and Rex wheeled two large crates in. Megs squeeled and was equally as excited as I was. Ahsoka had a smile, no doubt knowing where I was going with this. Megs unlatched the first crate and gasped. She started to tear up as she lifted the helmet to her eye level.

"This is..." I held my breath.

"Perfect! Its so clean and cut! So flawless!"

"Glad you like it. Maybe you can go paint it so-" loud excessive footsteps could be heard throughout the entire ship. Suddenly a large person dived into the room. He was shouting with excitement before now groaning in pain because of his brash behavior of throwing himself in a god damn room. Out of nowhere a question popped in my mind.

"Have you ever met a guy named Hardcase?" Everybody stared at me except for Ahsoka who was lightly chuckling in the corner with the rifle slugged over her shoulder. The big guy shot up immediately but not with the same excitement as before.

"Where did you get that!?" With visible anger the big clone asked. Out of pure instinct I took one large step infront of Ahsoka.

"I got it from the storage bin outside. What's it to you big guy?"

"That's Crosshair's rifle is what's it to me! Wait.. no! What's it to me is that's Crosshair's rifle!" I looked back at Ahsoka. She put a hand on my shoulder and moved me out of the way.

"I know Wrecker. But I figured an amazing weapon like this shouldn't go to waste. Isn't it better in the hands of a very capable jedi than just sitting in a forgotten kit rotting?" Wrecker backed away and looked at his feet.

"He's not forgotten." We all frowned at the saddened mood. I was hoping for something much more happier than this. I don't even know who or what the hell were talking about anymore.

"I know Wrecker. Here if it makes you feel better you can have his rifle back." Ahsoka unhooked the power coupling and slid the rifle off her shoulder.

"But you were just getting go-"

"No Fives. I don't want to disrespect Crosshair or make anyone feel like I'm taking his place. Here, take it." Wrecker took it and looked at it. He had a soft smile on his face which I didn't know was possible for a big guy like him. He seems more rambunctious. Like a not-so mini Hardcase.

"Thanks Soka." My eyes popped out of their sockets.

"Soka!? Did he- You just- Whoooaaaah there buddy. Do you let him call you that!?" I asked a little annoyed now. How much has everything canged?

"But you used to slap us when we called you that. Literally! One time you got so mad you were temporarily transferred to General Plo's legion so you didn't bite off our heads! Especially mine. You said the nackname was reserved for your dad only!"

"Well, I grew up. Anyone can call me that now I guess." I rolled my eyes. She was lying to me and herself.

"Yeah whatever Soka." She flinched. I could tell she was slightly bothered by it but she simply smiled and lifted her hand. The crates of her armour lifted. She picked up Megs with the force too and started walking away. Megs just shrugged as she faced me and drifted backwards.

"How can you act so natural while this happens!? Is this like a regular thing for you people!?" Megs shrugged again. But then poor Megs hit her head on the kriffing door frame. In their absence Wrecker - Yes I now know his name now - and I talked about how fun shooting off heads were. Preferably droid heads but ya know, anything evil works. Ahsoka walked back in a little later.

"Alright boys, come on out." We walked out to see Hunter, Echo, and Tech already whooing at something. When I saw her and my jaw dropped.

Damn this girl looks amazing! But looking at her dressed up like a true soldier made me think. Is she growing up too fast?

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