Disease that makes you watch TCW for the 6th time

Who's Older?

We all love our Domino Twin boys, but a very important question remains: who's older? TW: very brief clinical mention of fetus termination “That’s Bantha osik and you know it!” 

General Anakin Skywalker couldn’t help but sigh as he caught wind of the argument still going on. Fives and Echo had been at it since leaving Saleucami and appeared to have yet to resolve the matter. He cast a look at Rex who seemed so exhausted he almost felt bad for making him deal with it. But these were his men and they couldn’t risk a petty disagreement getting in the way of their next mission. 

“Alright, boys, what’s the problem?” Anakin asked, approaching the ARC troopers with Rex only a few steps behind him. 

“This di’kut thinks he’s older than me,” Fives accused, shoving his shoulder into Echo’s. 

“I am older than you,” Echo insisted. 

Anakin stared at them in disbelief. This is what was causing such a stir? 

Rex sighed beside him. “Not this again,” he muttered. 

The ‘again’ worried the general. If this was an ongoing issue, he’d have to put an end to it once and for all, no matter how trivial and petty it was. 

“Echo’s number is lower. I think that makes him older,” he offered. 

The three Clones stared at him. 

“Or not?” 

Rex stepped in. “Our numbers come from our growth-jar tree designation. But not all infants on a tree are decanted at the same time. Like, if a fetus is terminated, the jar is emptied and a new embryo takes its place.” 

Well that was all very informative, but not helpful in resolving the matter. Anakin crossed his arms. “Why does it matter who’s older?” 

“It’s a matter of principle. We’re twins, sir,” Fives answered. 

Anakin raised a brow. “Is that some kind of joke?” 

“No, sir,” Echo replied. “Split zygote. A rare but not impossible anomaly.”

Fives cut in, “Like Rex’s hair.”

The captain glared at them.  

“All that means is Echo here got moved to a different jar,” Fives went on. 

“Thereby making me the oldest.”

“Transfer is not decanting!” 

“I left the jar first!” 

“To go to another jar!” 

“Okay, okay, stop!” Anakin sighed, understanding Rex’s exhausted look from earlier. “Echo, Fives is right.” 

“What!?”

“Ha!” 

“If we’re going from decanting-“

“The general agrees with me!” Fives cheered, throwing an arm around Echo’s shoulders and tussling his hair. “You lose! I’m right! Ha! I won! Against you. In semantics!” 

Echo growled, shoving out of Fives’s grasp and grappling for him, the argument turning into a physical fight until Fives escaped and ran off, Echo running after him, still belaboring his point, now with rather colorful language. 

Rex rested a hand on the general’s shoulder. “Rule number one, sir. Don’t pick a winner.” 

Anakin shook his head. “It’s a dumb argument.” 

Rex offered him a small smile. “Just hope you never have twins, sir.”

It's one of the good days.

Space Vogue: Echo

The one they thought was dead and one they wanted to kill.

The ARC trooper and the fifth batcher.

The twins were both the last survivor.

For @tbb-appreciation-week

I used palette and Touching foreheads prompt

A silly little comic of Fives and Echo based on a convo between me and my sister

(For the record……I was Fives in this convo)

I love the idea of Dogma being assigned to Echo specifically for like. "This ARC officer will in fact approve and appreciate your extreme attention to detail and memorization of the regs. Go. Have fun with the guy that will Value Your Particular Traits."

Or as @thisarenotarealblog put it:

Clone Troopers | illustrated for FFG

have you ever loved a character so much you were like ?????? ? ? ??!??!?!! ! ! !?? ??? how did this happen??? ?? ? ?!???! !!?!??!?!?

Headcanon: Echo’s reg manual

After losing Echo at the citadel, one of Fives prize possessions is one of Echo’s reg manual with his batchmate’s annotations. Echo didn’t only know the manual “cover to cover” but he was an expert to use those regs to get anyone out of trouble. Not been a trooper, Echo would probably have been one dangerous lawyer or something. Because he knows how to make the regs speak in his favours and look like it was the most logical explanation. One Rex was probably immune to it, even if he sometimes let a thing slip just because he was impressed by the mental gymnastic Echo was able to do.

Fives would read those annotations late on the night he couldn’t sleep and missing Echo so much. It was one of the little things he has left of him.

Then arrive those two shinny: Tup and Dogma. Only after a few minutes, Dogma is reminding Fives so much of Echo before Rishi moon…. He has no doubt if he was still with them, Echo would have taken Dogma under his wing faster than Rex has adopted them that day. Fives could see how much Dogma is struggling to find his place. So, one day he comes to him and give him Echo’s reg manual.

“He would have loved you. Hopefully this would help you too.”

Fives: “I am a god!”

Echo: “You are a moron.”

Post-mission shenanigans with the Domino dorks.

I DONT CARE ANYMORE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *throws up and dies from caring*

Wrote something. Inspired by this post: https://spacemythic.tumblr.com/post/690672993757691904/i-cant-stop-thinking-about-how-in-the-clone-wars

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Every clone trooper dreams of killing their Jedi.

At some point, the dreams strike them all. If they haven’t yet, they soon will.

[rest under cut; about 800 words or sm]

Do you think Echo and Fives ever switched armor just to confuse Rex / see if he’d notice?

Just imagining the two of them giggling under their buckets and Rex is just like “what’d you little shits do now?”