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The Odd Couple

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‘During those nights, when sleep eludes just about everyone in the house, even the mouse? Well, then, there are a few, things to do, simply to pass the time supposedly meant, for sleeping.’


It had been several weeks since the ‘Kamino incident’ as the team now called it.

It was around the time when the Batchers had rescued both Gregor but also Hunter from the Empire. But it had also been the time when Crosshair had turned his back on his family, once again.

Ever since then, Gregor had remained with the Batch on Ord Mantell. Rex having been AWOL for a long while and Hunter being worried of his partner having gotten in trouble.

There had been only a few short comms from the former Captain and Hunter was afraid of Rex getting caught in whatever secret ops he was smack in the middle of at the moment.

And besides, Hunter missed Rex. Quite a lot.

There had been talks of the Bad Batch moving to Rex’s base prior.

But, for now it was more prudent business wise and also location wise to stay on Ord Mantell while the Batch was running ops for Cid. It was the status quo for now at least. As they needed to replenish their funds, not just for the squad’s sake but for Rex’s cause as well.

Tech’s and Echo’s relation ship was thriving as well, having become the established couple way before Hunter had found his Rex. 

And so, that left Wrecker. With a lot of time on his hands. Alone. Or by himself as he did not have a love interest to call his own. And besides, it wasn’t like he was alone alone, rather, not having a partner to cuddle with.

There was Lula of course, but a stuffed animal hardly replaced a warm body during those long cold nights.

And, there was Omega of course. But she was growing up fast enough.

The shenanigans which had humoured her before, were starting to fade in interest. Besides, Omega was making friends of her own now too. Being in contact with Hera Syndulla quite often these days through the holo net, but also having gained a few friends planet side.

Luckily though, Gregor was still with the Batch on Ord Mantell as Rex had not had the time due to his secret undercover mission to retrieve the clone commando like he was supposed to.

Besides Wrecker and Gregor were spending a lot of time together. Something good for them both as they felt rather comfortable in each other’s company.

Having similar views of the galaxy around them and life in general. Both of them loving to laugh, a lot and loudly so. And their interests seemed pretty similar too. Wrecker loved to blow things up and Gregor, well, he really liked big guns. Among other things.

So, with their shared interests and the fact that the others were usually out somewhere doing their own thing while the squad was on the planet, Wrecker and Gregor had levitated towards each other. It had happened rather naturally too, as they were quite alike, in many ways. And besides, they really, really liked spending time in each other’s company.



The ruckus, or the rather loud laughter, had brought Hunter downstairs. He was in the bar below their living quarters as the Batch had their rooms just upstairs of Cid’s Parlour, which was rather convenient too.

After having descended the stairs, Hunter was able to hear the giggles more loudly followed by a crash, followed by even more giggles. All loud and clear.

Hunter quickly reached the source of the sounds. Suspecting it could not be burglars doing all the noise, as why would they laugh while having broken into someone’s place?

He soon found the source of the ruckus, with Gregor and Wrecker in a rather odd position.

Gregor having Wrecker in a headlock, on the ground, while the larger clone was struggling to get up and get the upper hand. During his, whatever it was they were doing, the duo had managed to bump over a small table lamp from one of the customer tables in the area.


“What, are you two up to?”


Wrecker drawled from somewhere under Gregor.

“Why are you wrestling? And in the middle of the night?”

Hunter wasn’t that amused seeing the two clones making noise and breaking things in the bar of their hostess. When others were trying to sleep.

“Yeah. We couldn’t sleep, so we decided on some…” Gregor giggled again. “Exercise.” Still holding Wrecker in a tight lock.

“Cut it out!”

Hunter ordered sounding commanding and totally annoyed.

He quickly scanned the immediate area, trying to assess what the damage really was. Luckily nothing had been broken as far as he could see.

Wrecker and Gregor quickly untangled themselves and got up from the floor, Gregor half hauling Wrecker onto his feet. Then standing in front of the Sergeant, half saluting the man in the process, feeling somewhat shamed of having woken Hunter up.



Wrecker and Gregor apologised in unison.

Hunter only nodded and then really looked at the two sternly.

“As nothing was broken, there is no reason for reprimands. Next time though, figure some place else to do your, um, wrestling.”

Hunter ordered then, sounding a tad more amused than angry.

Hunter let his glance roam from one clone to the other, trying to see something written there on their faces which they weren’t telling him. As in the back of his mind, Hunter was wondering what the power duo had really been up to in the middle of the night. Giggling a lot, it seemed. Wrestling? Hardly!

Hunter simply shook his head to rid himself of whatever else thoughts were rattling inside of there.

“Now, both of you, back to bed!”

He ordered the duo then.

“Sir, yes sir!”


Gregor and Wrecker did the twins act again and respond in unison. Something they had clearly adapted to do, as this was not the first time they were behaving in such, unified manner. 

Sharing a quick glance between them before taking off and up to their room, which the two of them also shared.

Leaving Hunter behind, simply shaking his head and making sure the place was tidy enough before getting back to his own bunk and trying to get back to sleep.