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Loved this idea and story...wish there was more to this though.
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars: The Bad Batch (Cartoon) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: CT-21-0408 | CT-1409 | Echo & Omega (Star Wars: The Bad Batch), CT-21-0408 | CT-1409 | Echo & Hunter & Omega & Tech & Wrecker (Star Wars: The Bad Batch), Jango Fett & the Clones, CT-21-0408 | CT-1409 | Echo & CT-27-5555 | ARC-5555 | Fives Characters: CT-21-0408 | CT-1409 | Echo, Omega (Star Wars: The Bad Batch), Jango Fett, Boba Fett, Clone Force 99 | Bad Batch Additional Tags: Angst, Introspection, Kaminoans Being Assholes (Star Wars), Clone Trooper Reconditioning (Star Wars), Mind Manipulation, Post-Season/Series 01, Medical Experimentation, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Good Parent Jango Fett, until the Kaminoans meddled, perceived character death, Implied/Referenced Character Death, Hopeful Ending, CT-21-0408 | CT-1409 | Echo & CT-27-5555 | ARC-5555 | Fives are Twins, CT-21-0408 | CT-1409 | Echo Needs a Hug, Timeline What Timeline, I mess with them just a little, not noticeable just the Kamino years Series: Part 12 of Star Wars One-shots and unfinished WIPs. Summary:
Echo was the oldest of the Bad Batch, and he was sure they knew it. But he knew they didn’t know quite how much older he was. He was a lot older than they realised, he remembered things they weren’t alive for. And before she met them in that corridor, he remembered Omega.
Summary: While the group’s ship is landed, a loth-cat stumbles into the ship. Shenanigans ensue.
Genre: Fluff
Warnings: None
“I got it!” Echo exclaimed, reaching out for the loth-cat before tripping and face-planting onto the floor.
“How did it even get in the ship?” Hunter shouted, still chasing after the creature.
Tech side-eyed Wrecker, “Probably because someone forgot to close the doors while we were gone.”
“Well why don’t you-”
Hunter ignored the two, running after the creature. Then he noticed something hanging out of its mouth - Omega’s clone trooper doll.
He stopped chasing the creature, approaching slowly and holding his hands up, “Alright, just…drop it. Okay? Drop it.”
The loth-cat tilted its head to the side.
Once Hunter got close, he tried to gently take the doll from its mouth, but the creature jolted, tearing the doll and running outside the ship. He sighed.
Echo closed the doors once the creature was outside, “Well, that could have gone better.”
“If it’s any consolation, it also could have gone worse,” Tech tried.
“The ship is a mess.”
“Ha!” Wrecker laughed, “When is it not?”
Hunter cleared his throat to gain the attention of the group.
“Guys, bad news,” he said, holding up Omega’s doll, which was now missing its legs.
“Do you have any cloth?” Tech piped up, “Perhaps I could fix it.”
“Fix what?” Omega said, coming out of her bedroom.
“Uh, sorry, kid,” Hunter leaned down and gave her the doll, along with a sympathetic look.
“Tech said he could, ah, try to fix it, if you want?” Wrecker said, Echo nodding in agreement.
Tech perked up, “Yes, indeed. It would be no trouble at all.”
The batch waited nervously as Omega inspected the doll. It was one of the small comforts for the child in all this mayhem, and now it was broken.
“No,” Omega shook her head, “I like it like this! She looks kinda like Echo now, see?” Omega smiled, holding up the doll proudly.
Echo flushed, taken aback.
Hunter chuckled, smiling at Echo, “I guess she does, huh?”
“In that case,” Tech chimed in, “Would you also like her to have prostheses? I believe we have some tinfoil.”
Wrecker scoffed, “Tinfoil’s weak! Give ‘er some metal ones so she can do some real damage!”
“Metal isn’t a very suitable material for a doll,” Tech pointed out.
Omega wasn’t paying much attention to the conversation, instead happily fidgeting with her doll like she always did.
Echo looked down at his prosthetic legs, and then at Omega happily playing with her doll, and smiled.