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Anyone who follows me knows I have a strange obsession with Crosshair and Omega. I want more interactions with these two and think their dynamic is amazing. I love how hard Omega tries for Crosshair, harder than anyone else!
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https://archiveofourown.org/works/33854569
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I love this so very very much!!!! I need more Crosshair and Omega Fanfictions (not with random characters/insert) but they are so hard to find! This is so enduring!!!
The Bad Batch: Soft Universe
Chapter One - Just like you.
Sudden waves of calm sent drastic waves throughout the Havoc Marauder, the newly dubbed Attack Shuttle that five advanced clones called home along with a smaller clone, a child with pure generation I DNA who also called the ship her home. The calm waves were well welcomed among those within the ship, they had only just completed a mission that had been given to them by Cid, a rather dangerous mission at that. Yes, they were used to blaster fire, it was in their blood to adjust to it. They were literally made to contribute their own blue fire to intertwine and drown out the blazing red bullets that threatened many on an unfortunate daily basis. Despite how they were made, every clone needed a break after a while, especially the young clone - or so they had thought anyway.
"That was Amazing!" Omega Squealed, rushing over to the others who had thrown themselves into their assigned seats in the cockpit absolutely drained after their Solid twelve hour mission. "Don't you guys think So too?" She took a Sharp breath in, channelling her energy through her legs as she rushed to each individual member of the batch. "You were all so Cool! And did you see me with my bow? I'm getting so much better at it, aren't I crosshair?" Her large eyes darted toward crosshair who was currently slumped against his chair, a new toothpick against his teeth.
"I Suppose so." He mumbled, looking away from her energy filled eyes and focusing on the calmer view of the billions of Stars that littered the Space before them. Omega's previous smile Somehow got even bigger at Crosshair 's mumbled praise.
"You did great, kid!" Wrecker beamed, going toward Omega and patting her back with a lot less force compared to the other members, but due to her Small size she still stumbled a little which caused a laugh to leave her lips. "And it's the end of the mission so you know what that means!" She practically became the beaming twin Suns of Tatooine at this point.
"Mantell Mix!" She Shrieked, bouncing in her Place as Wrecker laughed at her enthusiasm. Suddenly Hunter chimed in, turning around in his chair and rubbing his head, the Previous mission leaving him with a Simple patch of bacta on his arm and an absolute killer headache due to the planet's atmosphere messing with his senses.
"Is Mantell Mix really the best idea with Omega?" His voice chimed in, "She's already excited enough I don't think Sugar will help." Omega and Wrecker Stared sadly toward their Squads leader, Pouting a little at his disapproval.
"But it's tradition!" Wrecker intersected, a bouncing omega next to him clinging to his side to encourage him to change his mind, they just had to have their Mantell Mix It was the only option. "And it makes the kid happy." Hunter let out a Sigh, rubbing his head a little more and giving them both a rather Persistent gaze.
"Are you sure it's just the kid that makes it happy?" He asked, referencing Wrecker who's eyes always lit up at the sight of the sweet tasting treat, he just crossed his arms in response though.
"The Mantell mix should be fine, She seems to be experiencing an adrenaline rush due to the intensity of the Mission." Tech Paused for a moment, fiddling with the datapad that laid within his grip. "Symptoms may include a rapid heart rate, Sweating, heightened senses and of course the most obvious ones of rapid breathing, decreased ability to feel pain and what's intriguing is there's actually an increase of Strength and performance - hence her bow Skills seemed to improve rather drastically during that mission." Tech paused again to type a little into his datapad browsing through the various load of knowledge before making eye contact with a fidgety Omega, still bouncing on her feet. "Oh and of course, the most prominent symptom in Omega is feeling jittery or nervous and can't Sit Still. It helps the excess energy I presume." Wrecker had of course stopped listening half way through, but was a little Worried about their Omega. It was a very chaotic and tough mission, they had a few close calls which probably made things worse if She didn't have enough adrenaline already rushing through her tiny body, the other clones could handle it though due to their training and they were a lot bigger compared to her, hence the numbed effect on them.
"Yeah yeah." Wrecker rushed, "Can she have the Mantell Mix or not?"
"In Short- Yes." Tech replied, shutting off his computer and turning back in his seat to set the Marauders Coordinates. A large cheer shattered the Previously Soothing Silence followed by a Soft wince from Hunter, his headache presumably worse.
"When are we landing!" She rushed Over to the control panels, desperate to do Something to get them there quicker.
"Woah there kid," Echo gently lifted her up, Moving her away from the control panel and gently placing her next to Hunter, "We'll be there soon. Why don't you rest up for now?" Once Echo's gentle grip left her, She moved into Hunter's arms in what appeared to be a protest.
"But I'm not tired!" All of the nightmare training they had to endure never prepared them to care for a child, so whenever she protested It was always a shock. Soldiers were made to follow orders but what they kept forgetting was that she isn't a soldier, she's just a child.
"You will be once the adrenaline leaves your system." Tech warned, "I Suggest you leave to rest now ready for another day of adventuring." She signed and nodded, her excitement already beginning to leave being replaced with a rapid heart rate and a lot of sudden anxiety which caused her to shuffle further into Hunter's arms.
"Yeah, okay." Omega agreed, gently holding onto Hunter's arm as he gave her a small smile, it was late anyway. They'd arrive by morning which meant that they could go Straight to Cids to retrieve their Credits and quite possibly their next mission. Hunter soon stood, softly holding her smaller hand and guiding her to her room aboard their ship. Pulling back the grey curtains, a small room was awakened with stars being shown among the large window. It was a tight fit, but it was worth losing the space so Omega could have her own room. She slowly climbed up the ladder, her eyes always fixating on the orange glow of the fairy lights hanging around the room. She always looked at the soothing tone before searching beneath her blankets to find her clone doll and Lula. Once both toys were securely in her arms, she smiled softly at Hunter, shuffling herself into the blankets and the bigger sleeping bag that lay in the centre of the room so when she laid down against the pillow, she could roam her eyes among the stars.
"Are you comfortable?" His voice whispered, chuckling gently at her small body bombarded with blankets.
"Yeah!" She smiled in return, a sleepy haze replacing her previously energetic gaze. Hunter noticed her heart race was starting to drop quite quickly and her breathing had begun to slow itself down, the adrenaline rush Tech had previously mentioned was definitely starting to wear off. "But can you stay for a little while?"
"How come?" He questioned, sitting on the edge of her room with his familiar grin. "You're supposed to be sleeping." She sighed a little, clinging to her clone doll and staring at him with those curious eyes he could just never say no to.
"But I want to hear more stories about you and the others!" A pout formed on her lips, a pang of guilt filling Hunter for even wanting to leave. "But if you don't want to tell me then that's okay! I'll ask Tech." An instant gasp left his lips as he remembered the last eight times he had woken during the night to find Tech sitting with Omega and rambling about the variety of planets there are, missions, the past and pretty much anything she could think of. She's a curious girl and that always interrupted her sleep Cycle - her racing mind never stopped and Tech was the only one who could keep up and enjoyed doing so.
"Fine, okay." He chuckled, secretly loving to tell her stories about her brothers. "Did I ever tell you about our missions during the clone Wars?" She shook her head, gazing at him with wide eyes. "We were assigned to help assist Anakin Skywalker and Rex to find Echo."
"Anakin Skywalker?" She asked, tilting her head at this newly learnt name.
"He was a Jedi and a great commander, but obviously we were better and cooler." He paused to clear his throat, "Anyway…" Hunter continued to jumble on about how they fought and how each enhanced skills helped them on that mission that surprisingly went amazingly well.
"Hunter?" A sleepy voice asked toward the end of his story, a little surprised that she interrupted a story - this must be important. "What's my enhanced skill?" She questioned, squeezing Lula close to her chest. In all honesty, he had absolutely no idea What her skill was, only that she had pure first generation DNA from Jango Fett which was pretty fascinating, but a skill like theirs? He was stumped.
"Well you're getting great with your bow now Omega!" He grinned, remembering how much the accuracy of the shots she took had improved rather significantly. Hunter was definately proud, just like the rest of the Bad Batch were.
"No." She whined, sitting up a little. "What's my enhanced skill like everyone else has?" Omega paused for a moment, a worried yet sleepy gaze coating her eyes. "Don't I have one?"
"I'm not sure, kid." His eyes lit up as he smiled, "Why don't we find out soon?" She nodded with a big grin plastered along her face. "Now get some sleep ready for that, Okay?" In return he got a smaller smile and a nod as she snuggled herself back dawn with her two toys, almost instantly falling asleep before a gentle sentence left the bundle of soft blankets.
"Goodnight Hunter." A soft voice whispered before finally falling into a deeper sleep, unknowing to Hunter's next words.
"Goodnight, Ad'ika." Hunter softly drew the curtain to the room filled with a soft orange glow, blocking it out before walking toward the others and sitting back into his chair with a sigh. Staring forward, he allowed the passing planets to fill his mind as to what memories he had made at the ones he and the rest of the batch had visited. Many of course not among the greatest circumstances but memories nonetheless. Wrecker soon stood and Stretched with an abrupt yawn.
"I'm getting Pretty tired, who's on first watch anyway?" The brothers gazed around at each other, eyes eventually falling toward Tech for an answer as he had always been the one to memorise their sleep cycles and plan out a well organised chedule on who would take watch and when.
"According to my calculations, Echo will be the first to keep watch followed by me, Wrecker, Crosshair followed by Hunter. Is that satisfactory to you all still?" A mumble of sleepy nods were shared in response as Wrecker smiled and moved toward their shared bunks.
"I'll be off then!" He spoke, unable to suppress his yawn as he wandered away to prepare for bed.
"Are you all heading off now then? I think it's best to sleep now for the day we'll probably have tomorrow." Echo spoke, replacing himself with Tech in the pilot's seat, ensuring he was comfortable. The others had agreed and shared their various goodnights and moved away to their bunks, settling down and Just like Omega had, they all drifted off to sleep- replenishing their energy for the morning.
Hours had passed to the stage in the sleep cycle where Crosshair was keeping watch, his feet thrown by the controls which he knew Tech wasn't awake to see so it didn't really matter. He was pretty relaxed chewing against his toothpick, adjusting to himself functioning awake. Crosshair had always struggled to keep the physical effects of steep at bay once he had awoken but don't think for a second that it dampened his skill. What had startled him though were the soft footsteps behind him followed by a very gentle voice that followed.
"Crosshair?" Omega whispered, "Are you awake?" Removing his feet from the control panel, much to sleeping Tech's glee, he turned in the chair to see a rather tense looking Omega Clinging to both her doll and Lula. Great,he'd rather deal with blaster fire then with a kid's problems. Maybe that was a lie, but regardless he wasnt really experienced with kids and he didn't want to mess her up like he felt he was.
"Yeah, kid." He spoke, voice thinned out and a little tierd. "What do you want?"
"I don't think I feel great." Her voice mumbled, "My heart feels fast and my mind won't let me sleep." He sighed a little knowing he'd have to take care of the worried child before him, he seemed cold-hearted to everyone around him but he knew his brothers know that that isn't the case. He supposed this was his chance to let his little sister know that too.
"Anything on your mind?" He asked, trying to rid his voice of the sour tune that he had grown accustomed to using. She seemed rather lonely shuffling on her feet, gripping her toys closer to her chest.
"I think I'm nervous about tomorrow…" Crosshair gave a soft gesture to let her know that it was okay to carry on, he was there. "Hunter promised me that he'd help me try to find my enhanced Skill! I really want one so I can be more like you guys. That way I can be more helpful too!" Omega drew a sharp breath inward, "But what if I don't have one? What if i'm even less helpful because of it. What if I'm not like my big brothers?" Her smaller Kamonian thick accent began to shake as a bundle more 'what ifs' left her mouth.
"Hey," Crosshair interrupted, a shot of genuine physical pain shooting through his heart at the tears which began to loom over her usually bright and hopeful eyes. "No more What if's. You're always going to be apart of this team with or without an enhanced skill. We may not find it Straight away if you do have one, but even if you don't have one it's nothing to get worked up about." His attempt to soothe her didn't work the way he had wanted it to, but she did seem calmer than before. "You'll do fine, kid." Something amongst his heart encouraged him to open his arms despite everything in his mind telling him to just make her go back to bed. Before he could gain control of his half-awake mind, his arms had opened and those words left his mouth. "Go back to bed, Ad'ika." Omega had thrown herself into his arms, hugging him tightly with the doll and Lula present. He thought that he should feel embarrased or angry - but if anything he just felt a wave of pride wash over him. She wanted to be like them? Even after everything that had happened? For Sure She had a very compassionate and empathetic heart, but he didn't think that it was as Strong as this.
"I want to stay with you." Her muffled voice mumbled as she gently climbed to sit on his lap clearly in a sleepy and stressed out daze. Crosshair didn't respond to her heart-filling request as he watched Hunter gently approach by them both. Both brothers Shared a understanding nod, eventhough Crosshairs was a little hesitant. He didn't mind holding his little sister for longer, but she needed her sleep. She was overtierd and anxious enough. Hunter lifted Omega Softly from Crosshairs arms as the sniper dusted himself off returning to taking watch until she was back in bed. Luckily, Omega had already fallen asleep against Crosshair, so Hunter putting her back to bed was no problem at all. Once he returned, he stood behind his brother.
"Thanks, you can head back to bed now." Hunter hummed, taking the freed Seat as Crosshair left with a soft mumble and scrowl as per usual. Once he was out of sight, he leant back with a gentle sigh knowing how upset she'd be without an enhanced Skill of her own. Though at this point, he was pretty certain it was stratedgy. Things would become clearer by morning though, he knew Tech may be able to find out before she woke. "All in due time." he mumbled softly, waiting for the planet they were waiting to land on to appear, desperate to get their credits. This wouldn't take too long, they'd find out soon doing anything to make his Ad'ika happy.
Same except I have some strange love of Crosshair and Omega dynamic and how she won’t give up on him! REALLY wish I could find more Crosshair and Omega Fanfictions that DON’T have reader insert characters (like just SW characters lol)!!!
You know what? I think I don't have my favorite Bad Batcher. I love all of them equally.
I love Hunter.
I love Crosshair.
And I'm really worried about him. What if the Empire decides to kill him?
I love Wrecker.
And what about Crosshair's chip? Is it removed or not? Because if not, we must prepare for pain and suffering. His suffering. And I don't want him to suffer. If yes, well... then he really needs to rethink his choices.
I love Tech.
But if his chip has been removed... Why does he have headaches? IS HE SICK? WHAT IF HE'S DYING? I NEED ANSWERS! NOW!
I love Echo.
I just really don't want to him die as a villain. Well... I don't want him to die at all. And if he dies I will act like every normal human being - I will cry all week and never come back to this fandom again. The same will happen if he doesn't get a good redemption arc.
And of course, I love Omega.
I really love them equally and I don't think constantly about one of them. Nope. Not at all.
fall back into place - masterlist
on AO3 ⚘ ❀
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Description: There is no limit to the indescribable comfort he feels when Omega rests her head on his shoulder and her hair tickles his neck. This must be all that he has ever fought for.
OR
5 times the bad batch learns something from Omega and the 1 time Omega learns from them.
Rating: G or T (idek)
Part 1 - Tech
Part 2 - Echo
Part 3 - Hunter
Part 4 - Hunter pt. 2
Part 5 - Tech pt. 2
Part 6 - Omega
Image description: This is the face of an angered smol bean. If you see this face, turn around, run, and do not look back. If you are not fast, hide and pray it does not find you. This smol bean will fight you.
Its main forms of attack consist in angry looks, various food items, as well as plates and trays said food items may be contained in. It will also take advantage of its smolness to leap at you and bring you down with its bare hands.
In some occasions, and if you are lucky enough to still be alive during your encounter with the enraged smol bean, a much larger bean will emerge, aiding the smol bean by appearing threatening.
While the larger bean utilizes many similar attacks to the smol bean, the larger bean is not to be underestimated. It is ruthless; it will enjoy throwing you across the room.
If you have made the grave mistake of engaging both the smol bean and the larger bean in combat, there is a 99.04% chance another group of beans will apear to support their kin.
I beg of you, if you see you begin to anger a smol bean, stand down from your fight, lest chaos will reign.
Beware the Bad Beans.
YES!!! AND the put the CHILD into one by herself! Only makes sense for her to try and save AZ (thank you Crosshair...love anything with Crosshair and Omega for some reason)!!!
Dave really put the two problem children in a "get along" pod lol
Family reunion. We've been waiting for this since the season 2 finale. And I am completely silent about the embrace of father and daughter.
the way his hands tighten around her and his eyes are closed
Sorry currently wishing hunter got flapjack’s wings so Zeno could voice two bird boys
Remembered this today… throwback to all the goldric propaganda. Terrible quality, but…
Yes Crosshair we missed you! We need you to come baaaack!
You’re making us TBB fans cry! 😭😭😭
Well NOW I DO
Do you think Hunter, Wrecker, Echo and Crosshair ever think about how the first mission given to the them by the empire was to kill Saw and they didn't because they knew it was wrong and valued human life, only for Saw to not see their lives the same and be fine with Tech being his collateral damage?
Hunter chatting up Crosshair during a break, one of his dumb jokes even gets the man to smile for a second
Feeling
Summary: When you and Hunter are left alone on The Havoc Marauder the feelings the two of you have kept well hidden finally come to light...
Pairing: Hunter x Jedi!Reader
Word Count: 5,271
Author's Note: I really don’t know how Hunter’s senses work, especially since they seemed to forget about them as the seasons went on. I like the idea most of fandom subscribes to that all of his senses are heightened but I saw a post once comparing his electroreception to that of a platypus which absolutely kills me. I guess we’ll never know for sure but no matter what I love our dear platypus man LOL
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The Havoc Marauder was uncharacteristically silent as you sat in the cockpit. Most of The Bad Batch, minus Hunter who had stayed behind claiming headache, had left for a supply run earlier and likely wouldn’t be back for a few standard hours. Hunter had retreated to his bunk to sleep moments after the others had left, effectively leaving you alone.
Normally, the chance to explore a new place on a new planet would have thrilled you but like so many other things that had changed recently too. What had once brought excitement now brought fear. You had volunteered to stay with the ship as you didn’t want to risk being seen in a busy spaceport. Not that there were many left in the galaxy that would recognize you, but you just didn’t want to take any chances that might further endanger the squad. Having a former Jedi amongst your ranks was essentially a death sentence these days, and The Bad Batch already had enough heat on them as renegade clones.
With a sigh, you sunk further into the copilot seat as you stared out the viewport. As much as you appreciated some peace and quiet, which admittedly was hard to come by with the squad, the silence left you with too much time to think. Somedays it was hard to wrap your head around all that had happened. The weight of the grief you felt threatened to drown you when you took a moment to stop and acknowledge it. Everything you had once known, had once believed in had been completely turned upside down. Your friends, your former master, all gone in a moment.
As far as you knew you had gone from being one of thousands to one of only a few that remained and even then you had only just barely survived. You weren’t sure if your survival was the will of the force or simply just the result of being in the right place at the right time. In your more cynical moments, you believed it really had only been luck. If Jedi masters with far greater power than your own hadn’t survived you felt you really had no right still being alive. It was a thought that kept you up most nights, survivor's guilt.
Having only been nighted a few rotations before the Clone Wars had started you had never been assigned your own battalion. Instead, throughout the war you had often completed recon and special ops missions that had the GAR assigning small squads of clones to you as needed, mostly commandos. It had been how you had met The Bad Batch in the first place. You’d been paired with the squad on several missions towards the end of the war. In the end, this use of your skills as a Jedi had likely been what had saved you. You hadn’t been near any clones when the order had come through, instead you had been klicks away from the nearest squad scouting. The clones had known you were on the planet though and the manhunt that had happened in the days that had followed Order-66 had nearly claimed your life multiple times. But despite everything that had been thrown your way you had still managed to escape off-world with a blaster wound burning in your side and a broken arm.
Your first thought had been to simply disappear in the galaxy, to find some small backwater planet to live out the rest of your days but without enough fuel or credits to get you anywhere far, desperation had driven you to seek out Cid. You had used the Trandoshan as an informant many times throughout the war and while you still didn’t trust her it had turned out to be a good idea after all as it had led you directly back to The Batch.
You’d been terrified at first, drawing your lightsaber on them the minute they had entered the bar, but it had become clear rather quickly that they were not following orders like the other clones had been. They’d explained everything, Order-66, Palpatine, the inhibitor chips, everything that had happened in the days following the end of the war. To hear the truth, that the men you had fought alongside for so many years, your friends, had been used like pawns in a game, treated in such a horrendous way by both The Republic and the new Empire had broken you more than anything else. It had been in that moment as you stared at the squad in front of you in Cid’s dingy bar that you had come to the realization that everything you had once believed in, everything you had fought for had amounted to nothing at all. All it had done was bring about the demise of nearly everyone you had cared for. You hadn’t been protecting the galaxy, you’d just been one part in bringing it to ruin.
The thought continued to haunt you, even now, months after the end of the war. It had been hard to keep going afterward but being with the Batch and Omega had helped. You had always gotten along well with the squad during the war, in fact, they had become your favourite team to work with and despite not often working with Jedi they had seemed to accept and respect you. You’d always felt welcome amongst them. When they had suggested you stay on with them as they worked with Cid you had initially refused, not wanting to put them in any more danger than they were already in. Even if you had mostly shut yourself off from the force to better hide yourself you still didn’t want to take the chance of being detected. But Cid being Cid hadn’t really given you the option, if you wanted to get the credits you needed to disappear into the galaxy you were going to owe her, and running jobs with the Batch became the only way to do so.
You sighed as you slid further down in the seat if only your master could see you now. Jedi Knight turned mercenary. Your eyes began to sting as you thought of your lost master. Master Antar Wei had been so very kind, wise, and caring. He’d been a true keeper of the peace, a gentle soul with the strength of a warrior. He had taught you so very much, without his teachings you would not have been the person you are today. He had been as close to a father as you had ever had and his loss was nearly unbearable. Tech had been able to get access to some of the Empire’s files and when Master Wei’s name hadn’t appeared on any of the wanted lists you knew he had likely succumbed to the same fate that nearly all of the Jedi had.
You startled slightly as the door to the cockpit opened, so lost in your own thoughts you hadn’t heard the approaching footsteps. You swivelled the chair around to turn and look at Hunter as he entered, trying your best to school your features into an expression that would best hide your inner turmoil.
From the look on Hunter’s face, you hadn’t done the best job. His warm brown eyes were filled with concern, the lines of his face taught as he hovered hesitantly just inside the doorway. He shifted from one foot to the other as his eyes briefly swept the cockpit, as though searching for signs of danger, before they settled back on you.
“Are you… alright?” He asked stiffly, as though he found it uncomfortable to ask you such a thing. His long hair was ruffled, likely from his sleep, making him even more ruggedly handsome than usual. You felt momentarily guilty for disturbing him before you noticed the air of tension that usually surrounded him when he had one of his migraines was no longer present. Only the same unease that had been clinging to him for the past few weeks was there.
Of all the members of The Batch, you had always gotten along best with the Sergeant. You admired his intelligence, his straightforward manner, the sly sense of humour that he let escape every once and a while, and the way he was fully devoted to his brothers. He was one of the most honourable men you had ever met and watching him go from stoic soldier to caring older brother to Omega had been a joy to witness.
Truthfully you had been wrestling with feelings for the gruff clone that were decidedly not Jedi-like since the very first mission you had been on together. There had always just been something about him that had drawn you to him. His signature always seemed brighter to you in the force, and like a moth to a flame, you had struggled to maintain your professionalism around him. Attachment was forbidden after all and some days when you looked at the ridiculously handsome man you knew your feelings were treading into dangerous territory. That had been before though, you reminded yourself, the Jedi were gone and with it, you supposed the rules you had once lived by were as well.
At one point you had been certain that your feelings were not just one-sided, Hunter kept his emotions very closely in check, but there had been looks, touches, conversations, and jokes just between the two of you that had set your heart pounding. But that also had been before. It seemed that whatever had been there was now long gone. In the last few weeks, all you had been able to sense from him was tension. He had done almost a complete 180. He no longer talked to you directly unless absolutely necessary, whenever you entered a room he left as soon as he was able to, even on The Marauder he always retreated to the space furthest away from you. A part of you wondered if you were just overreacting but the other knew that you weren’t, something had changed in him and you had no idea what had caused it. Hunter’s cooling towards you had just been another knife in your already fragile heart. You had lost so much and watching him slip away too, even though he’d never been yours in the first place, had only added to your pain.
You realized suddenly that you had been quiet for longer than what was considered polite you finally spoke, shaking yourself fully from your melancholy thoughts, “I'm fine,” Your voice was soft as you nodded at him. You did your best to plaster a gentle smile on your face in an effort to ease his obvious discomfort.
“Your heart rate was elevated,” Hunter said, answering the question that had been at the forefront of your mind. Though you thought with amusement that you should have known, Hunter’s heightened senses meant there was very little on The Marauder that could be kept secret, “I thought something had happened…”
“No,” You replied with a soft sigh, shaking your head sadly as you continued, “I just got a bit lost in my thoughts. I'm ok.”
His warm brown eyes were still intense but some of the worry had drained out of them as he looked at you for another long moment, “Are you…sure?” He asked hesitantly, looking somewhat like he’d rather be anywhere else.
“I’m sure, thank you, Hunter,” You replied with another nod, hoping to reassure him even though internally your heart was aching at the distance between the two of you.
“Ok, I’ll uh - leave you to it then…” While Omega’s presence had forced him to get better at dealing with emotions he still had the tendency to avoid emotional confrontations like a plague. But this complete avoidance was new, in the past you might not have talked about it but he had still always seemed to know when you were feeling down or conflicted. You’d spent many hours and missions together sitting side by side, usually, no words were needed as you had always just found comfort in his solid and warm presence, sometimes he would distract you with stories about missions the squad had been on, but often it was just his silent company that he offered. Those moments together had always been your favourite. You still didn’t know where things between the two of you had gone so wrong.
You watched as he went to turn around and suddenly you found yourself moving from your seat. Silently and quickly you closed the gap between the two of you, your hand reaching out to grasp his wrist, pulling him to a stop before you could really even consider what you were doing. You were so tired of everything but especially this unspoken conflict the two of you seemed to be in, “Hunter, wait…”
He turned to look at you with wide eyes before his gaze darted between your face and where your hand was on his wrist. You let go of him, trying your best to ignore the way your palm was tingling from touching him. He’d always had that effect on you but whereas it had been comforting before it now only brought a sense of sadness, a sense of loss.
“I’m sorry if I’ve done something wrong, or something to upset you in any way…” You said softly, the words suddenly flowing out of you without really thinking. Your heart was beating painfully in your chest and your stomach rolled with anxiety. You couldn’t bring yourself to meet his gaze as you continued to speak, too afraid of what you might find in the depths of his eyes if you did, “It was not my intention and if there is anything I can do to fix it I will. Or if my presence isn’t wanted here I understand. I know I’m putting you all in danger by simply existing.”
Finally, you looked back up at him just in time to see Hunter’s expression morph into one of confusion and shock, “What? What do you mean? You haven’t done anything wrong. Why would you think that?” He shook his head, “And no, that’s not - you’re part of this squad and we don’t abandon our own.”
“Then what is it?” You asked, suddenly nervous about confronting him. You’d faced down thousands of droids, beasts, criminals, and other adversaries in your life but staring in the face of your friend as you prepared yourself for rejection was almost more terrifying than going into battle, “You can’t seem to stand being in the same room as me. You always seem to leave as quickly as you can, you only talk to me when absolutely necessary, and even then it’s usually through someone else rather than directly. So, I felt the only reasonable conclusion was that I’ve done something wrong, that I’ve upset you in some way. But I can’t change if you don’t talk to me about it.”
Hunter seemed shell-shocked as he stood in front of you, his mouth opened and closed a few times. You could feel the rush of emotions from him without even really trying, but it was so jumbled you couldn’t make sense of any of them. Even in the dim light of the cockpit, you could see his face flushing, which was something entirely new. You had never seen Hunter this nervous before. He was quiet for so long that you were beginning to think he wasn’t going to answer.
“I don’t - I’m not angry at you. I’ve never been more relieved than that day you showed up at Cid’s. I - I thought you had died but then you came back to us, to m-, and you’re a part of this squad. You haven’t done anything wrong…” Hunter finally spoke, his voice deep and rumbling in his chest, “I’m not upset…”
The way he trailed off left you with more questions than answers, so you simply stayed quiet, hoping he would continue.
He took a breath, as though he was steadying himself prior to battle, “You’re…You’re not the problem,” he said finally, “I am.”
You waited another long moment for him to elaborate, but when it seemed like that was all the explanation he was going to give you took a few steps towards him, closing the gap between you.
“What do you mean?” You asked. He seemed to tense at your proximity and at this distance, you could see the way his pupils dilated, the way his nostrils flared momentarily, the slightest flush of red on his cheeks. Your own heart was suddenly pounding in your chest at the intensity of his gaze.
“I just…I…” He started then stopped, redness was beginning to creep its way up his neck and you were surprised to hear he sounded… embarrassed.
“I can…” He tried again, his voice suddenly lower and rougher than you had ever heard it before, “I just feel you more than anyone else. I always have.”
Suddenly everything seemed to click into place, the feeling that had always been there between the two of you, the looks, the touches, the soft way he had always spoken to you, his sudden running away, the emotions he tried so hard to dampen around you. You couldn’t believe you hadn’t figured it out before, that his sudden avoidance was not a rejection of you. It was fear.
You took another step closer, watching his face closely as you grasped his wrist gently once more. His eyes widened at your touch and his entire body seemed to stiffen but he didn’t pull away from you.
“What do you feel Hunter?” You asked softly, your voice steady despite the fact that you were thrumming with nervous energy. You couldn’t stop the question from flowing out of you. Maybe it was wrong to ask, maybe it went against everything you had been taught, but you found that in that moment, as you stared up at him you didn’t care anymore.
He let out a shuttering sigh before his head dipped just slightly to meet your gaze. His eyes were molten and so intense that you felt as if suddenly every nerve ending in your body were alight. You had kept your connection to the force limited in the past few months but you let your hold on it loosen in that moment, letting it surround the two of you. You listened to it sing, just as it had done every time the two of you had been together in the past.
“Everything. I can hear your voice in a crowd of a hundred, I can smell you even when you’re not around, and I can feel your heartbeat in a different room. When you’re near me I can’t take my eyes off of you and even when you’re gone I can’t stop thinking about you,” Hunter’s voice was a husky whisper, “It-it’s not appropriate but I can’t seem to control myself. So it’s just better if I leave you alone.”
You were quiet for a long moment, considering before you spoke softly again, “Better for who?”
His eyes widened, as though he couldn’t quite believe what you had just asked. Before you could have enough time to second guess yourself you reached out gently to place your hand over his heart. Even without your own heightened senses, you would have been able to feel the way it was pounding in his chest. You had never been so close to him before in such a way and the sensation was thrilling. It was as if the air itself between the two of you was humming with energy.
The brown of his irises had been almost completely engulfed by the black of his pupils as you looked back up at him, “I feel you too Hunter. I have from the moment we first met. The force feels different around you too, like you’re calling to me.”
You closed your eyes as his hand reached up to cup your jaw ever so tentatively as if he were afraid that his touch would shatter you. Your skin thrummed under his touch and you pressed further into his hand, revelling in the sensation of finally being so close to him. For so long you had been so worried that his feelings for you had shifted. To have the truth finally out in the open felt as though the weight of the galaxy had suddenly lifted off of your shoulders.
“But you’re a Jedi,” Hunter said softly, hesitantly, causing your eyes to pop open once more, “It’s not allowed.”
“Attachment,” You replied as a wave of sadness washed through you. The words the Masters had once preached echoed through your head, “You’re right, it is forbidden. Or it was. I’ve spent so many days and nights thinking about the Jedi Order, about all that has been lost. And I still don’t know the answers to the questions I have, I don’t know that I ever will. But I can’t help but think that our ways only led to our downfall. Perhaps if we had done things differently if we hadn’t been so blinded by our own morality…”
“I suppose we’ll never know. But the one thing I do know is that I want whatever this is between us. I’m not sure how something that feels so right, something that seems to be part of the force itself, can be considered wrong. I don’t know how many days are left to me, I am no longer a Jedi but I will live the rest of my life in danger. I do not wish to live the way I was before. I want you Hunter, I have since the moment I met you.”
As you had spoken Hunter’s head had slowly lowered down towards yours until you were nearly touching. At your final words, his forehead had pressed against your own. His gaze was still intense as ever so slowly the hand on your jaw tipped your face up towards his own. His voice was so low when he spoke again that you felt it more than heard it, “I’m yours.”
His words were all the encouragement you needed to close the final gap between the two of you, capturing his lips with your own in a desperate kiss. He was warm and wonderful and everything you had ever dreamed of. The hand you still had resting over his heart curled in the fabric of his blacks, pulling yourself closer to him as he deepened the kiss. His free hand came up to press against the small of your back, the heat of it searing into your skin as you gently nipped at his lower lip. You’d had dalliances with others before, that hadn’t been forbidden , but you had never experienced anything quite like this. The force seemed to come alive as the two of you melted into one another, thrumming in the air around you. Everything else seemed to fade away into nothing , there was only Hunter.
A soft moan escaped him as you pressed further up into him, the sound rumbling in his chest and sending a shiver down your spine. You lifted your free hand to the back of his neck, fingers threading through his surprisingly soft hair. You’d always wondered what it would have been like to run your fingers through it and reality was proving to be better than expectation. He seemed to shiver at your touch, the hand at the small of your back flexing just slightly as he pulled your hips flush against his own. You could still feel his heart racing beneath where your other hand was still fisted in his shirt as his tongue pressed against your lower lip. You parted your lips, giving him access and gasping at the new sensation as his tongue explored your mouth. It was dizzying finally being so close to him, to be this connected.
After what could have been simply minutes or hours Hunter pulled away from you, his chest heaving as he caught his breath. Your own pulse was still racing as he tipped his forehead back down to rest against your own. His eyes were closed as he pressed further into you, nose just brushing against your own as he held you close.
You were both silent for a long time, simply basking in the warmth and feeling of being in each other's arms. But finally, Hunter spoke, his voice low and rough, “I’m sorry that I’ve been avoiding you, that I made you feel as though you’d done something wrong,”
Your eyes opened, gazing up into his face that was suddenly filled with sorrow. You let the hand at the back of his neck slowly move until it cupped his jaw, mimicking his own hold on you, “It’s ok Hunter, everything has been so complicated lately. And I understand how conflicted you must have felt, I’ve felt that way too.”
Hunter let out a soft sigh and with it you felt all of the tension he had been holding dissipate, his muscles relaxing beneath your hand as he seemed to melt further into you. He closed his eyes as his thumb gently stroked along your jawline, the sensation of it was electric and you wanted nothing more than just stay there and bask in his presence forever.
His breath was warm against your face as each inhale brought you closer together. He tipped his head just slightly, his lips gently brushing against your own in the barest hint of a kiss, once, twice, before you pressed deeper into him. You shivered as your lips melted into his, tongue sliding over his full bottom lip before giving it the gentlest nip that made his chest rumble with another groan.
The two of you came slowly together and apart, gasps and gentle moans escaping you both and you discovered this new part of one another. Your heart was racing in your chest, your skin tingling with each soft touch of his lips to your own, your skin flaming beneath his hands. The feeling is intoxicating and you have just enough wherewithal to briefly wonder if this is exactly why attachment was forbidden, because truthfully now that you have him you never wish to let him go.
Eventually, you do pull away, instantly missing the contact but forcing yourself to look up at him as he moves both arms to wrap around your waist. You take a moment to simply look at him as your breath begins to even out once more, eyes tracing the lines of his face, the dark shadow of his tattoo. You’ve always appreciated how handsome he was but being so close is something special. You get lost in him for a moment as you notice the flecks of green in his warm brown eyes, the freckles across the bridge of his nose that are so faint they barely stand out against his deeply tanned skin, the dimple that appears only on the left side of his face as his mouth lifts into a soft smile as he gazes right back at you.
You blink once, twice, trying to clear your mind of the distraction that he is and focus on the thought that had originally pulled you away from him.
“How is your headache?” You asked gently, a small wave of guilt for having woken him in the first place rushing through you. It had been the reason he had stayed behind after all, and it wasn’t very often he had the chance to get any extra rest with the lifestyle you all led.
His mouth curled into a smile and he let out a small huff of laughter, his hair flopping over the top of his bandana as he shook his head, “It’s fine. Forgotten actually,” He replied as he moved his hand to cradle your face once more, his touch feather-light.
“Good,” You answered before you turned your head just slightly to press a soft kiss to the palm of his hand, “But you should still get some rest. It’s not easy to come by these days.”
He hummed thoughtfully, his gaze still intense as he moved his hand away from your face, both trailing down slowly until he had your hands grasped in his own, “Only if you join me though.”
You felt your face flush at his suggestion, you wanted to, desperately, but another worry suddenly entered your head at the idea, “The others might be back soon, though…” This was still new and while part of you didn’t care if his brothers and sister saw the two of you together the other part wanted to keep this budding thing between you secret for just a little bit longer, if only for his sake as you knew how intensely private Hunter was.
Hunter’s mouth ticked up into a smirk again, his brown eyes dancing with amusement as he answered, “Tech has been calculating the odds of us getting together since our very first mission and Omega has some Mantell mix riding on it.”
You couldn’t stop the soft laugh that burst out of you at that, a bright smile overtaking your face, “Well, we wouldn’t want to let them down, now would we?”
His eyes were warm and there was the barest hint of a smile on his face before he lifted your hand closer to his mouth, pressing a soft and quick kiss to your palm. Your smile brightened at his replication of your earlier gesture, the skin beneath his lips tingling from the contact.
You let him lead you back towards the bunks, your pulse racing beneath your skin as he climbed up into the middle first before holding a hand back out to you to steady you as you found your own footing. It was a tight squeeze, but after some mild shifting you finally settled, your head resting against his chest as he laid on his back, his arms coming up to wrap around you and hold you closer to him as you let your leg rest over top of his own. Being so close to him every feeling you had ever sensed from him was amplified and it was easy to just get lost in the sensation of him as you listened to the steady sound of his heartbeat. Neither of you said a word, for there really weren’t any words to be said. Nothing had ever felt so right before and there was no way you were ever going to let that go, ever let him go again.
It didn’t take long for your eyes to slip shut or for his own breathing to even out, his grip on you never lessening though even as he slept. The trauma of the past few years still haunted you as you lay with him but the thoughts were easier to push away as you focused on the force and the way it moved around the two of you, calming, gentle, right. You knew that nothing could ever truly repair the damage left by your losses but for the first time in a very long time, there was a glimmer of hope brewing in your chest. With Hunter, there was a chance at a future, something you hadn’t been able to even consider since Order-66 had been issued.
You weren’t sure what that future would hold, for any of you, but right now, wrapped up gently in Hunter’s arms you felt safer than you ever had and there was nowhere else in the galaxy you would rather be.
Father daughter 👨👧 Hunter and Omega sad 😭and cute✨MOMENTS✨ by me!
It is so hard to force myself to edit something or come up with ideas for a video when I’m still crying about Crosshair and Tech. The next part of my Tbb editing needs to be the second half of season 2 and I donut know if I’m ready. Every time I rewatch Crosshair and Tech and the rest of the batch or even the other clones on screen I feel like Im torturing myself. I need to know that they are both going to be alright. This is something that I am way too serious about and I’m worried that I might not get what I want in Season 3 of TBB. I have watched clones face many trials and tragedies that have broken my heart to see over and over again. I feel for them yet they are just characters that I watch on tv. I will probably not stop crying about this until Season 3 comes out even if it doesn’t get the ending I want I’m sure it will at least ease my mind. Either way I have to accept the outcome. I haven’t given up on Tech or Crosshair, but I also need to prepare for the worst just like Master Luminara Unduli.
Smol Hunter Edit. Enjoy!
In all seriousness I think Crosshair and Wrecker are the most underrated duo. They balance each other perfectly. One being the giddy overly happy and exciting brother. The other being a petulant and dark brother. I could see them being the perfect balance as brothers to Omega and themselves. Wrecker was the first one to say he missed Crosshair even after getting shot by him. Crosshair even knew where to shoot Wrecker in a spot that wouldn't kill him. They have always defended one another while also bickering in the way siblings do. They have always treated each other more like family compared to the rest of the batchers. Sure Hunter takes the role as dad, but I feel like his dad moments will ways take on a more Sargent or older brother role and acts in charge. He also is someone that Omega looks up to as more of a father figure. Someone she aspires to be but is often too overprotective of Omega. Tech's love language is acts. He shows his love for his family through his actions. Not his emotions. Echo is a weird one for me. I'd like to think he takes on an older military mom/brother role, but the only thing he really cares about is Omega's studies and his clone brothers as far as I can see. Omega just loves him a lot because he isn't always around. He has other desires to save his other clone brothers throughout the galaxy and play his part as a soldier. He still cares for Omega's safety but he trusts Hunter to do that as his brother. So I feel like Wrecker and Crosshair are the best balance for Omega.
Hunter and Wrecker on a chaotic adventure!
Hunter : Chow time Echo.
Echo : Can I have a fuck?
Hunter : *stares at Echo weirdly* Uh...what?
Echo : Give me a fuck please?
Hunter : *turns red* uhhhh....now?
Echo : *also turns red* uh eh-I-I mean a fork....will you give me a f-fork?
Hunter : *still blushing* y-yeah.... *slowly hands Echo a fork*
In a situation where all of @cloned-eyes shower clones are all naked in the same room together this is how I think they'd all react. Cody and Rex would be looking around to see who they should pin down and fuk first like the dominant daddies they are. Tech would get embarrassed and cover his face but is secretly blushing hard underneath. Hunter would make a move on Echo. Echo can't decide if he likes Hunter coming on to him or not, basically questioning his sexuality. And Crosshair would be making goo goo eyes at Cody, wanting to be his sub boi.
Yes, these are the random gay thoughts that I get. You're welcome.
TBB and Clone Wars on Tumblr has made me believe that all of the clones are switches. I can imagine them all as dom daddies but I also can imagine them being submissive and breedable.
Chapter 3 of my TBB short story series. Wanted to post it here as well as on wattpad. This Chapter was a bit rushed but I still enjoyed writing it. Enjoy! ~Maddy
"Well, what's wrong."
"She has a fever and a stomach ache."
"I can take us to the nearest medic for medicine but it will be a while. Tech sat down at the navi computer.
"The nearest inhabited planet will take us approximately half a rotation to arrive."
"That long?!" Hunter exclaimed.
"There is nothing in the outer rim close enough or inhabited enough to land by. It is our only option. Especially if Omega is too sick for me to turn the hyper drive on. If I did use the hyper drive the trip would only take us 3 hours."
"No. Let's go sub lite. I don't want Omega throwing up again. She already feels bad enough."
"Very well." Tech said plugging in the coordinates.
They set off for the nearest inhabited planet. Omega layed in the gunners mount under her blanket. Her head was feeling dizzy. Hunter walked back and put his hand to her head. She was very warm. He sighed.
"H-Hunter?" Omega said weakly.
"What is it?"
"Where are we going."
"Were going to find some medicine for you."
"Can I have some water?"
"Of course, kid."
Hunter grabbed a full cantine of water from storage doused a piece of cloth with some of it and rang out the remaining water. Then came back to the gunners mount and placed the damp cloth on Omega's forehead. He then handed her the cantine and watched as she took small sips from it. Her stomach growled and ached in pain.
"Are you sure you don't want to try and eat something, Omega?"
She shook her head frantically and hid herself under the blanket. Hunter sighed and nodded.
"Ok. Try and get some rest." He said then left her alone.
"Hey Hunter." Wrecker began. "How's the kid?"
"Not great. We better hurry and get that medicine." Hunter took a seat in the cockpit.
"You better double check and make sure we don't already have medicine in the med kit." Tech suggested.
"I'll check again but I'm pretty sure we don't."
"I hope she'll be alright." Wrecker said sounding worried."
"She'll be fine Wrecker. Its just a stomach ache." Hunter said standing back up. He went to the back of the ship and searched for the med kit. It was a large metal case with a red cross on it. He set it on a chair and unlocked the top. Carefully moving objects inside of it aside he realized that they really didn't have any medicine on board. He packed everything up and returned to the cockpit.
"We don't have any medicine. Stay on course Tech. We'll have to get extra to keep on the ship from now on."
"Copy that."
"You better get some rest too, Wrecker. It's going to be a while before we land."
"I'll rest when Omega is better."
"If you say so." Hunter said.
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They finally landed and Omega was lucky enough to sleep almost the whole way there. Hunter went back to wake her up.
"Omega?" He said putting his hand to her head. She still had a small fever.
Omega groaned a bit and rubbed her eyes awake.
"Are we there?"
"Yeah. We made it. Time to see the Doctor. Do you want to walk?"
She shook her head no.
"Do you want me to carry you?"
She shook her head up and down. Hunter chuckled a bit under his breath and picked her up. She cuddled the lula plush as Hunter carried her off the ship. They went into a bustling but peaceful town down to where Tech seemed to have found a doctor.
"Here we are." Tech said eventually pointing to a door. The building was on a corner. They went inside. A receptionist stood from her desk to greet them.
"Greetings travelers."
"Hello. I made an appointment." Tech said.
"Yes, we received your transmission. The doctor will see you now." The receptionist guided them through another door way into a sterile room. A man was waiting for them inside. He smiled and looked very friendly.
"Welcome in. Please." He said in a soft tone motioning for Hunter to put Omega on the table in the center of the room. He carefully layed her down. Omega grumbled a bit and held her stomach in pain. Hunter put a caring hand to her head. The doctor approached her with a scanner. A blue beam shined across her face and scanned up and down Omega's body.
"Hmm." The doctor said pondering. "I've never seen a female clone before."
Hunter stared up at him shocked and hovered his hand over his holster.
"Relax. I've gotten clones here before. I don't report any of them." The doctor said. He continued studying. "How long has she had this fever?"
Hunter relaxed.
"2 rotations."
"One moment."
The doctor went to the cabinet behind himself and opened one of the doors. He fiddled around for a bit before returning with a small metal bottle. He took the cap off and filled the cap with the liquid inside of the bottle. Then held it up to Omega's mouth.
"Here, swallow this." He said.
Omega drank the liquid gagging a bit as she did but eventually swallowed it. Then gave her a glass of water.
"Here, have her take this every 6 hours with a cup of water. Make sure she drinks lots of water. She is very dehydrated which is why she is sleeping so much. She will also need a meal of some kind before her next dose." The doctor said handing the bottle to Tech. "Her fever should go down in about 8 hours. If her stomach doesn't feel better in 4 rotations please return to my office. My receptionist will check you out."
"Thankyou doc." Hunter said.
The doctor smiled back and nodded a bit. Wrecker picked up Omega from the table and they began heading back to the receptionist desk.
"C'mon kid. You'll be better in no time." Wrecker said.
Omega gave him a soft smile from his arms.
"Your visit today will be 60 credits." The receptionist said.
Hunter pulled the credits from his pocket and set them on the desk. They returned to the Maurader and Omega went back to bed.
"Get some more rest kid."
"Hunter? Wait."
"What is it?"
"When is Echo coming back?"
"Hm. I'm not sure. He said this mission could take a few days."
"I miss him."
"I know kid. We all do. You'll see him soon though."
"Do you ever worry that one of these missions he might not come back from?" Omega asked.
"To be honest, no. But we are soldiers. We always know the risks of every mission. The risk of death is always there, but its not something I like to think about."
"I think about it sometimes. But I get scared." Omega began. "I'm scared that one day one of us will get hurt really badly or worse."
"That's not something you need to worry about Omega. Nothing can hurt us as long as we are together."
"But Echo isn't here."
"He's with Rex and the rest of his squad. They are good men and don't leave each other behind. Echo is safe with them."
"Promise?" She asked.
Hunter grinned and pushed the hair from her face.
"I promise."
"Ok." Omega said putting her hand on top of Hunter's and smiling up at him.
"Let me know when you're ready to eat something ok?"
She nodded and got cozy back under the blanket. Hunter left her alone and went up to the navi computer. He sat in the chair for a minute and pondered before getting back up and stepping out of the ship for a moment. Hunter closed the door behind him before taking out his com device.
"Havoc 4? Its Havoc 1. I need a favor."
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Omega was resting more soundly but was still feeling a bit under the weather. The ship was quiet, but she was suddenly woken up by a hand sitting against her head.
"E-Echo? Is that you?"
"Heh, how did you know it was me?"
"Echo!" Omega exclaimed sitting up. She threw her arms around him.
"Your hand is colder than every one else's." She explained.
Echo chuckled a bit and held her tightly.
"Heh heh. Yeah I guess that's true."
Omega pulled away to look at him. His smiling face was a sight for sore eyes.
"What are you doing here?"
"Well, heard you were feeling under the weather so I came to check on you. How are you feeling?"
"Actually....a little bit better now that you're here." Omega said smiling. "I missed you."
"I missed you too kid. Glad you're feeling a bit better."
"Are you staying for long?"
"I suppose I could stay for a bit."
"Yes!" Omega said excitedly. She hugged Echo again tightly. Hunter and Wrecker stared at them from the other side of the ship. Wrecker smiled.
"Seems like she's feeling better." Wrecker said. He looked over at Hunter who was crossing his arms and looked a bit annoyed at Echo. "What's with you?"
Hunter couldn't help but feel a bit jealous that he didn't have the same effect on Omega. At least right now. But he smiled knowing that she was finally starting to feel better.
"Nothing Wrecker. Good to see Echo back and Omega feeling better. That's all."
"You got that right!" Wrecker said.
Omega took out her data pad and started showing Echo how much she's been studying like he told her to. Hunter turned over to Wrecker again.
"Would you mind watching Omega for a while, Wrecker? I'm gonna take Echo with me on a supply run."
"Absolutely no problem." Wrecker responded.
Hunter stood up to get Echo's attention. Echo saw him out of the corner of his eye from across the ship and looked over. Hunter tilted his head motioning for them to go outside. Echo nodded and sent Omega to give Wrecker her attention then stepped outside of the ship.
"Something wrong?" Echo asked.
"No no. I guess I just have a few questions. Can I.... buy you a drink?" Hunter asked.
Echo agreed and they went to the nearest bar in town and took a seat at the counter. After ordering their drinks Hunter struggled to find the best way to ask his first question.
"So, I guess I'm wondering what makes Omega happy?" Hunter asked a bit nervous. He didn't want Echo to catch on, but he also couldn't hide how he was feeling. Echo chuckled a bit.
"You're not wondering what makes her happy. I know you better than that. You're wondering why she likes me so much. You're jealous."
Hunter rolled his eyes and took a sip of his drink.
"Well. You're not gonna believe me Hunter but I'm jealous of you too."
Hunter sat up and stared at him quickly. He was surprised.
"You're jealous of...me?!" Hunter asked. "Why? You make her happy Echo."
"I know. But that's for a different reason. It's the reason you even called me here, Hunter. She is only happy now because I am not around her like you are. She doesn't need to miss you if you are already there."
"Yeah, but you still make her happy Echo. How are you jealous of me?" Hunter asked.
Echo faced the bar and looked down he tipped his glass from side to side. Then spoke.
"Because she admires you more than any one else in the galaxy." Echo explained. Hunter stared at him a bit shocked.
"Whenever she talks to me it's always about you. How you train her. How you teach her. How you love her, Hunter. You can give Omega something that I can't because I chose a different path. Everyday I wonder if I made the right choice to leave, because of the family that I left behind. But then I remember how good you are for Omega. I'm reminded that she is in the best hands." Echo said putting his hand on Hunter's shoulder. "As my brother I can honestly say that you have become the best father figure to Omega that I could ask for and I wish I could be the same for her."
"You are, Echo." Hunter said putting his arm on Echo's shoulder also. "Even if you're not around. I know you have become Omega's inspiration and she is motivated to learn and do better because of you."
They both smiled and pulled each other in for a hug.
"Thank you Hunter."
"No. Thank you Echo."
Part 3 of my Bad Batch Edit Series. S2 Eps 1-4 Please watch🥺
Sneak peek of my Bad Batch edit Part 3 coming soon!
Felt like everyone would appreciate a pinup Wallpaper of The Bad Batch.
PS : I DON'T OWN ANY OF THIS ART!
Wrecker art - @kaisurave
Tech art - @drasin
Crosshair art - @shyranno
Echo art - @kaijurave
Hunter art - @space-b33
Progress on the Mayday Helmet. Still not done sanding but I'm worried its not gonna be as smooth as id like it to be, but I'm trusting the process! Wish me luck!
My Horny Ass decided to make this and honestly I’m in love. Who knew one song would make me love these characters even more than I already do? 😂
