[the batch get back to pabu after a mission and Omega notice that Crosshair is clearly not happy (sad)]
Hunter before Omega: alright lads, the odds are -10% that any of us survive this, which means we are in it for a GOOD TIME, in fact, just for kicks, I say we go in with no armor and no guns and just STAB our way through the droid army. If you get shot, don’t forget to take a selfie for the Battle Wound Wall of Fame *does a shot*
Hunter after Omega: okay, so I know we planned to go to on our family picnic today, but I checked the weather and it MIGHT rain later, so I say we avoid the risk altogether and postpone for another day just to be on the safe side. How is everyone doing? Do we have snacks?? Are we warm enough?? Does anybody need a bandaid??? Omega come here, you look like you need a hug—
Omega: Get out of my room, Wrecker!
Wrecker: *standing just outside the doorframe* I'm not in your room!
Omega: HUNTER-
Wrecker: Hey! No fair! You can't just call Hunter every time you want to get your way!
Omega: Fine.
Omega:
Omega: CROSSHAIR-
Wrecker: *immediately running away* That's so much worse and you know it!
Omega: How would you like your coffee?
Crosshair: As dark and as bitter as my soul.
Omega, shouting to someone behind the counter: I need one vanilla latte with extra cream and sugar :)
Crosshair : So, what exactly is Omega to you?
Hunter : The reason I wake up every morning.
Crosshair : Hm…That’s kinda cute.
Hunter, sipping his caf: Hm.
Omega earlier that morning, barging into Hunter’s room, smacking pots and pans together: WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP!!!
Crosshair: I am darkness. I am a power. I am your worst nightmare. I could kill a man in more ways than you can imagine. I am the night. I am fury, I am a weapon, I am-
Echo: A doll.
Hunter: A cinnamon roll.
Tech: A sweetheart.
Crosshair: ...
Crosshair: Stop it.
Omega: You and Hunter are having a baby.
Y/N: I'm sorry??
Omega, slamming adoption papers on the table: It's me, sign here.
Omega: I want to grow up and be like Crosshair!
Crosshair: That is called Acquiring Depression.
Crosshair: As a whole, this squad babies Omega way too much
Hunter:
Wrecker:
Echo:
Tech *not looking up from his datapad*: Says the one letting her sleep on his lap
Crosshair: you're right *pushes a sleeping Omega off his lap and onto the floor*
Omega: *sneaking back onto the Marauder late at night*
Hunter: *From the pilots seat* Where have you been?
Omega: *Freezes*
Omega: Erm…with Crosshair?
Crosshair: *Spins round in the Co-pilot seat*
Crosshair: Try Again.