sup bitches im back
and I KNOW it's been a long time since I've written but it's been busy with school life and then also I've been hanging out with my gf more and my friends so I'm just trying to balance everything. This week and next week are finals week for school and then after that I'm on summer break (and I'll be writing a ton during summer)
but anywhoo I've brought today a clone wars fic for yall (since there's an absence of tickle content in the star wars fandom, especially clones)
So yeah enjoy!!
Echo sat on the edge of his metal bunk, staring down at the floor.
It was one of those days where the adrenaline didn't really kick in before you get geared up and head out with your squad or legion before you fly to whatever planet you were supposed to fight on.
Days like this the weight of all that had happened with the war and how many people he'd lost bore down upon his like an unmovable weight that he had to drag with him wherever he went.
His thoughts started spiraling to back when he was a shiny, to his first mission with the other domino's, to becoming an ARC tropper with fives and not the rest of his squad. It should have been the others. It should have been their medal and their award because of how brave they were and everything they did. And how did he let them die? Along with so many other good men. He should have done something in the moment to help maybe stop them from meeting their fate.
He shook his head to get rid of the dizziness as an, oh so familiar voice shook him out of his trance.
"Echooo," Fives called out in a sing-song voice, that he did because he knew it annoyed Echo.
"What." He replied dryly as Fives pranced into their barracks.
"Ooh, grumpy much?" Fives raised an eyebrow as he walked twords him. "What's wrong this time, your blacks just a little too tight?" He teased.
"Shut it." Echo eyerolled. "You seem a little too happy, what did you do?"
"Hid the Gereral's lightsaber under one of the shinies bunks." Fives grinned. "So when he questions us we can just blame the shiny's."
"I am not taking the blame for something you did again." Echo grumbled. Fives' jaw dropped. "You get me in trouble too much."
"Since when do you mind getting in trouble? And why are you so grumpy?" Fives question, hands on his hips.
"Since you decided to annoy me!" Echo shouted back. "Will you just kriff off!?"
Fives dramatically put a hand to his chest. "Oh, you wound me Echo!"
"What?" Echo watched as Fives sunk to the ground, laying down by Echo's feet.
"How could you say such a thing to me! Not kriff! I don't know if I'll ever recover!"
"You're so dramatic." Echo eyerolled again. Fives liked to tell him when they were younger that if he kept eyerolling his eyes would pop out eventually. "Get up." Echo kicked Fives' side.
Fives lay there unmoving with his hand still on his chest, eyes closed. Echo stated at him for a good few seconds before Fives lunged over and grabbed Echo's ankle, sharply tugging him to the ground with a loud yelp and a thud.
"What are you doing?!" Echo yelled as Fives made short work of crawling on top of him and sitting on his legs, starting to grapple with his hands. Fives only cackled and continued to wrestle with Echo.
Echo managed to hook his leg onto Fives' shoulder and pull him to the ground, jumping on top of him. It didn't take long for Fives to do the same to him though. They went back and forth till Fives had Echo pinned to the floor, arms held against the ground by Fives.
"You are far too grumpy for someone who is about to go into a battle here in an hour." Fives panted.
"An hour?! Fives we don't have time to goof around, we have to go get suited up!" Echo exclaimed. It was Fives' turn to eyeroll.
"I'm sure we have time for this. It's an emergency case scenario!" Fives grinned. Echo started squirming underneath him more and more, starting to catch on.
"I'm not even grumpy! Will you let me up so I can go put my armour on!?" Echo pushed against Fives' grip on his wrists.
"Since Kix isn't around to help you, I guess it's up to me." Echo groaned at that. "I know just how to help you Echo!"
"L-listen, Fives! We can talk about this! I'll help you prank anyone you want- waIT FIVES!" Fives laughed at Echo's quickly reddening face.
"You'll be fine, this is good for you!" Fives grinned. He quickly dropped Echo's wrist and dove his hand into Echo's stomach, forming his hand into a claw and digging into his lower stomach. Echo burst out cackling, throwing his body any which way to try and escape. He immediately grabbed Fives' hand that was currently torturing him but was unable to pull the ARC tropper's hand away from his belly.
"Fihihives, STAHAP!!" Echo threw his head back, not feeling the pain as his head hit the metal floor.
"Don't hurt yourself!" Fives laughed, moving his hand to dig into Echo's ribs, evoking more squirming out of the latter.
This wasn't an irregular occurrence for these two. This happened at least one every 3-4 battles, Fives almost always instigating the fights for this exact reason. Echo was being "too uptight" or "he needed help getting that stick out of his ass". But regardless, it was always something that got Echo into this situation.
Echo kicked his legs against the ground, the unrelenting tickles becoming increasingly hard to deal with.
"I-hahaha-hate you sohoho much!" Echo arched his back but that just caused Fives to poke his stomach till he un-arched.
"Oh no, you don't hate me you hate this." Fives leaned forward, sticking his face in the crook of Echo's neck and rubbed his scruffy goatee against it. Echo yelled, scrunching his neck to get rid of the sensations overriding his system.
"NOAHAHA!! Fives!!" Echo was completely powerless to do anything to stop Fives besides scream his lungs out and squirm with all his might. Other than that he could just sit there and take it.
"Aww, what's wrong?" Fives whispered in his ear, something he knew Echo despised. "The big bad ARC tropper Echo can't take some tickles?"
"You can't take them either!" Echo argued back.
Fives retaliated by letting go of Echo's hands and digging his hands into his underarms. Echo jumped than burst out laughing, hands reaching to grab Fives'.
"I'm sohohorry!! Please, Fives!!"
Fives chose to ignore him and continue as if he hadn't heard him. Fives felt Echo's body shake with laughter underneath of him, legs flailing, arms pushing Five's hands and head away from him. Echo's laughter was so loud he didn't hear Rex ask to come inside or walk up behind him.
Fives jumped back off Echo with a yelp after being jabbed in his sides by Rex. Echo rolled away from Fives, still panting.
"Oh, hey Rex." Fives grinned. Echo glared at his other domino but said nothing.
"You two were supposed to be in gear up room ten minutes ago." Rex answered. "You wanna explain what you two were doing during that time and why General Skywalker's lightsaber was found underneath a shiny's bed?"
The two twins glanced and each other and shrugged. Rex sighed and rubbed his temples. "Go get geared up. Be ready and with the rest of the 501st in thirty minutes. Any later and I'm reporting you two, again."
They both stood up and noded with a "yes, sir" before running off talking to themselves.
In the distance, Rex could hear them talking faintly. "I told you we were gonna get in trouble!" "Nah, it's finee. He didn't even seem that mad..."
He sighed again. Those two were gonna be the death of him.
Hope you liked! (kinda a rushed ending but school night so)
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