So I'm finally posting this, after like, months. I wrote most of this a while ago, but I finally finished it.
This could be taken as a joke, but it has more serious parts
Also, Echo isn't dead. Fight me on this
I should remind you that I don't know much about bloodwork, and it would've been smarter to just give them flu shots
Plo Koon had no idea what he was expecting when he got a message from Kix that was a recording of something. It came with the message: here's a bit more information on the 501st. This happened a few months ago.
Plo Koon had no idea what it meant, so he pressed play on the recording. It was security tapes. At first, nothing happened, but then, a few clones came in. At first, Plo had trouble figuring out who the clones were, but then he realized who they were. Rex, Fives, Hardcase, and Jesse.
All of the clones were huddled together in the corner by the entrance. They were barely visible in the security cameras. Kix was slowly walking towards them looking so done with everything.
"Kix, we're brothers, why are you doing this?" Hardcase pleaded. "I thought you cared about our health."
"I do," Kix sighed. "So, on the beds. Now."
Hardcase glanced at the medical beds. "But they're so medical-y."
Kix rolled his eyes. "And what makes it like that? It looks exactly like the beds we all sleep in."
"It's like the bed is staring at you and digging into your soul." Fives half whispered.
"Yeah." Rex agreed, surprising Plo.
"No, get on the beds, or I will stun you." Kix threatened.
Hardcase's eyes widened in surprise, and he tried to run right at Kix and tackle him to the ground, but Kix just moved out of the way and stunned him.
"Good." The clone medic smiled, and dragged Hardcase up onto one of the beds. "There we go." He began taking the blood he needed from Hardcase.
Fives looked up. There was someone in the vents, looking at them. He quickly realized who it was, and smirked.
Plo racked his brain, trying to figure out who was hiding in the vents, until he remembered what Kix told him: "I can't even tell you the amount of times they have snuck each other out of the medbay to do pranks on the 212th." It was probably Ahsoka in the vents.
"Come on, while Kix is distracted." Ahsoka whispered as she opened the vents.. "Fives, you first."
Fives nodded, and lifted his hands up. Ahsoka grabbed them, and helped pull him up.
Plo decided to talk to Ahsoka about this later. This wasn't good Jedi behavior.
Once Fives was up in the vents, Kix noticed what was happening.
"Oh, for the love of—" Kix complained. "No one go into those vents. Fives, get out. Now."
"Never!" Fives yelled.
Plo could hear Fives quickly crawling away, with Ahsoka most likely behind him.
"If anyone else misbehaves, I'm going to get General Skywalker to demote you." Kix warned.
Jesse shrank back. "You wouldn't."
"I would." Kix narrowed his eyes. He walked over to Jesse, and grabbed his arm. He grabbed Jesse's arm, and dragged him over to one of the beds. As he performed the bloodwork, Jesse squeezed his eyes shut, and moved his head to look away.
The rest of the clones were doing something by the door. Plo paused the recording, and looked closer. They were trying to undo an unnecessarily complicated lock. Kix must have added that for extra security. He pressed play on the recording.
"Here's a sticker for being so brave." Kix handed Jesse a round sticker.
Jesse's whole face lit up. "I got a sticker! This is the best day ever!"
It was remarkable how much clones treasured small parts of life like that. Maybe it was because of how it was more likely for them to die in war at any time, and that was all they knew, so they learned to hold small moments in their life close to their hearts like that. Or because they could lose their brother at any moment, so even getting to play a normal game of cards with another clone, no matter how close the two of them were, was important to them. Even getting dessert at a small restaurant seemed like the best thing in the world for them.
"Wait," Echo stopped. "We get stickers? How many other clones have these ones?"
"Only Jesse. I made these yesterday." Kix shrugged.
Echo hesitated. "If I do the blood work willingly, can I have two stickers?"
Kix let out an exasperated sigh. "Fine."
Echo scrambled to the bed. Kix happily did his job, even though his brother was a little squirmish. Once he was done, Echo excitedly took two stickers, and ran off to stand next to Jesse. The two of them began comparing their stickers.
"Rex, it's your turn." Kix said with a light tone. "While I do this, Echo and Jesse, go look for Fives.
Rex looked down. "Fine."
Kix smiled. "Good. Sit on the bed."
"Okay." The Captain did as he was told, but he didn't look happy about it.
As Kix did the bloodwork, Wolffe came into the room. Plo paused the video again.
"Sir," Wolffe said. "We've reached Zygerria."
Plo nodded. "Alright, I will be there in a moment."
"What are you watching?" Wolffe asked.
"Something that Kix sent me." Plo answered. "It's just the 501st getting bloodwork done."
"Can I have that after you?" Wolffe asked. "I think it'll really lift the spirits of the rest of the 104th. Especially after what's rumored to have happened here on Zygerria."
Plo smiled under his mask. "Of course."
Wolffe smiled. "Thank you, sir. Don't forget that we'll be waiting for you on the bridge."
"I know." Plo said kindly.
"Okay, sir." Wolffe said as he left.
Plo looked out the window in space. It really was a beautiful sight, when war didn't ruin it. Sometimes he wondered why everyone fought in this war. Obviously the Separatists fought to take control of the galaxy, and the Republic to stop them, but why did the Jedi fight. They were supposed to be peace-keepers. It seemed almost hypocritical for the Jedi to fight in a war, but they were anyway. Hopefully it would end soon, though, and the Republic would win. Who knows how much war the galaxy could take.
Plo put down his holopad, and walked out of his room. It was time to complete the mission.
I'm so glad I finished this. It's really been making me stressed a lot, because I promised this to multiple people, and I never actually posted it. I'm so happy I finally finished this chapter.
Also, thanks for 2.6k views on this story on Wattpad. I still remember when this story only had like, 10 views, so the fact that this has so many more views means a lot. Hopefully, only more people will read this.
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