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sunshinesdaydream · 5 months

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Fox Returns to Kamino

Pairing: Fox x Reader Rating: SFW/ No Spice Warnings: Adoption, very light angst (mostly fluff) Word Count: 608 (the longest one of these yet)

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Fox stepped into the nursery on Kamino. Wolffe had contacted him about a tiny cadet, not even a year standard. One that was originally designated to be a CC.

Plo Koon had insisted on letting the ages mix as soon as they arrived to help Shaak Ti with arrangements for the cadets. It was the way it was done in the Jedi crèche and felt it would be the most beneficial to the children, especially after working with the troopers as he had.

So when Wolffe pointed out which child he had been talking about. A cadet that looked to be about five standard was playing with him. Fox approached as gently as possible.

“Hello, could you introduce me to your vod?” He asked, kindly. The little cadet obviously panicked, scrambling to his feet and saluting.

“Sorry, sir,” he said, quickly.

“No need for that anymore,” Fox said, kindly.

“Sorry, sir. It’s all new” he responded. The tiny one was grasping his pant leg and was tugging on it as if trying to pull the older child back down to play.

“It is,” Fox agreed. “Have you chosen a name yet?”

“No, sir, I’m still too little,” he answered. “I’m CT-8738, and this is CC-5040”

“Relax, ad’ika,” Fox said, sinking to the floor. The cadet followed his example. He looked at the smaller boy, “hello, ik’aad,”

The tiny one looked up at Fox quietly, curiously. The cadet handed the tiny back a toy they had been playing with. Or, what Fox recognized as a toy now. The nanny droids would call them “enrichment objects”.

The toy, a ball, blinked with many colors when thrown by the tiny boy. The cadet caught it, the lights stopping immediately, and handed it back.

“Is this his favorite game?” Fox asked as the tiny one held the ball out to him. “Go on, throw it, ik’aad. I’ll catch it,”

The cadet nodded, “He still likes the chewing things, too” as the tiny one hurled the ball with surprising force.

“What about you?” Fox asked the cadet. “What is your favorite thing to do?”

“Commander Wolffe is teaching us how to play bolo ball. That’s a lot of fun,” the cadet said. “Jedi Master Plo Koon brought us art supplies, I really like drawing. And I really like coming here to play with him,”

‘All things they only have been able to do in the last year,’ Fox thought, before saying, “Sounds like you have been having fun,”

The tiny one threw the ball back to the cadet and he caught it as he nodded. He looked up at Fox and said sadly,”you’re taking him with you.”

Fox didn’t even stop to consider it, just went with his gut instinct. Later Plo Koon would tell Wolffe it was the force.

“I don’t think only him,” Fox told the cadet. “Seems like someone this tiny needs a good ori’vod,”

The little cadet’s face lit up and he dove towards Fox, wrapping his arms around his neck. “Really?” He asked.

“Yes, of course,” Fox said, wrapping an arm around and pulling the cadet closer to him. ‘No, child, my child’ he thought.

The tiny boy began to fuss, patting at Fox’s leg and reaching. With a half choked laugh, Fox scooped him up in his other arm.

You received a comm message from Fox that day. It was a video of Fox, a baby on one knee and what looked to be a five year old on the other.

The baby was chewing his fist and the older boy was tentatively smiling. Fox was smiling brightly. “Cyare, we’re on our way home,” he said.

Thanks for reading! ☀️Love & Wrecker Hugs☀️

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clonememesfrikyeah · 2 years

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If given at least 24 hours of prep time during the attack on Kamino I know for a fact that the cadets who were too young to fight would have channeled the Holy Spirit of Keven McCallister and set all sorts of traps out of whatever they could get their hands on.

#clone cadets #kamino #tcw #the clone wars #sw: tcw #Star Wars #my post #arc trooper #clones #clone trooper #captain rex #commander cody #commander fox #commander wolffe #anakin skywalker #ahsoka tano #obi wan kenobi #the bad batch

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incorrectclonewarsquotes · 1 year

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Cody: Should I do that babysitting job again this summer?

Rex:

Rex: Cadets chased you... through the woods... with spears.

Cody: I can neither confirm nor deny this. Rex: Then what's with the stab wound? Cody: Occupational hazard. Rex: From babysitting cadets? Cody:... Maybe Rex: What did you do? Cody: Revoked pudding rights and holonet access. Rex: And now they're hunting you for sport. Cody: Mostly... Rex: Your Funeral.

#incorrect quotes #incorrectstarwars #incorrectquotes #the clones #babysitting #commander cody #captain rex #the clone army #theclones #the clone boys #cadets #kamino #501st shenanigans #501stbattalion #212th shenanigans #212th battalion #he had it coming

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coline7373 · 7 months

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"They took '2225..."

@thesunlikehoney this is how it happened, right?

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mwolf0epsilon · 1 year

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I like to think Alpha-17 has gained a sort of Boogeyman status among the CT cadets.

Think about it: He's an alpha class clone, known for his no-nonsense pragmatism and cantankerous disposition (even when talking to the Jedi!). He only trains very select elite types of clones such as commanders and ARCs, and some say he can even beat five Nulls in a fight all on his own (despite having been severely injured in the past!).

That has got to earn you both admiration from your smaller brothers, and also a little of bedtime terror fright. Because Alpha-17 would have no qualms taking any of them out early if they were a proven liability to the cause (he was willing to blow up the hatcheries if it meant the Seppies wouldn't get their hands on the Tubies and Jango's DNA, this man is not fucking around).

How many versions of "Don't go out after curfew or Big Bad Alpha-17 will get you" stories do you think there are? And do you think he'd be aware of his infamy among the cadets?

#star wars #the clone wars #alpha 17 #headcanons #They're all siblings but there's a clear clone hierarchy #and I'll bet the Alphas and Nulls are both admired and likely feared for their complicated moods/personalities #they were trained by some very cantankerous mandos (including Jango himself) it's only normal they'd be a little hard to get along with #plus they're also bigger and stronger so to a cadet they probably look like man shaped mountains #even if the cadets are training to be soldiers they are still children and perceive things as children would #and children tend to spin wild stories to freak each other out #for what it's worth I think Alpha-17 would know about the boogeyman stories and would probably roll his eyes #maybe have some fun with it by lightly freaking them out on purpose because training cadets on Kamino is becoming a little boring

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sulevinen · 1 year

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”I don’t want to do this.”

Alpha scoffed and patted him on the shoulder, lightly but still irritatingly enough for CT-7567 to shake the hand off.

”I know you don’t. But I think you two would be great friends.”

”I have a friend. I don’t need another.”

Alpha rolled his eyes and shook his head, not in disappointment but in amusement. At least CT-7567 hoped so.

”And Cody is a great friend to you. But I think you could use a friend who is more like you.”

”More like me?”, CT-7567 raised his eyebrows, and followed Alpha to the left, avoiding his hand trying to maneuver him.

”Yeah, like you. You’ll see.”

CT-7567 didn’t want to see. He wanted to go back to his bunk, take his datapad and hide under the covers until it was time to go to sleep. The blanket didn’t block out much of the noise his batchmates made in the room, but it did help him concentrate on the book he was reading.

Tyrannosaurus Rex, an apex predator, largest of all ancient carnivores…

CT-7567 lost himself to the thought and followed the sound of Alpha’s light footsteps. He got to page seven, which meant that the place Alpha was taking him was farther from the nearest training room than the facility next by. CT-7567 got curious and lifted his gaze from the floor, noticing that the lights had gotten dimmer and the usually loud noises of his brothers couldn’t carry on even as echoes through the vents.

”Where are we going?”, he asked, and Alpha gave him a reassuring smile.

”Don’t worry. It’s not far. It’s a secret hideout.”

”Hideout?”

Alpha hummed, and stopped in front of an unassuming door, like every other door in the facility. It was darkened by the edges by dust and what CT-7567 hoped wasn’t mold, but the air of the corridor felt moist enough to make it possible. He frowned up at Alpha, nodding at the door.

”Is that mold?”

”No”, Alpha said nonchalantly, punched the code in and smiled at him. ”Don’t worry.”

The door slid open with a slight creak, and Alpha led the way in. CT-7567 hesitated at the door a bit, but decided to trust Alpha and went inside. Alpha had lit the lights up, and they beamed from the ceiling white and cold like everything else on Kamino. CT-7567 looked around him, seeing nothing out of the ordinary for a simple room, but it was oddly empty and quiet.

”What is this place?”, he asked, looking out the window where the never-ending storm raged in the distance.

”This is the secret hideout”, Alpha said, but clarified at CT-7567’s angry frown, ”it’s an old bedroom I emptied and cleaned, to your standards.” Alpha had a weird expression on his face, something between smug and humble, but CT-7567 couldn’t remember what it was called in the book.

”I actually don’t know if it was a bedroom or an office or a medbay”, Alpha started rambling, moving around as if seeing the place for the first time. ”I found it with my batchmates when I was still a kid, even younger than you. And so far I don’t know if anyone else has been here. It was filled with junk and dirt and spiders, but I cleaned it for you.”

”For me?”, CT-7567 asked, and Alpha nodded.

”For you, and for your new friend.”

CT-7567 crossed his arms. ”Stop calling him my new friend.”

Alpha lifted his arms up, like surrendering, but not in a real way. Wolffe did it a lot when Cody was starting to get really angry at him, which just made Cody more pissed off. CT-7567 wasn’t really sure what was the point of it, but he guessed by what he had observed, that it was a false surrender to make the opponent calm down.

”I am calm”, he said, mostly to himself, and tapped his leg with his fingers. Alpha let out a chuckle and cleared his throat, making CT-7567’s shoulders instantly tense and go up his ears.

”Okay, hang out here for a bit, I’ll be right back. That okay with you?”, Alpha smiled at him, and CT-7567 gave him an uncertain nod. He really didn’t want Alpha to leave him alone, because usually it meant that people came to bully him, but this time by the sound of it, nobody could find him here. It didn’t make him any more relaxed though, and when he watched Alpha disappear behind the closed door, he wanted to run after him.

He’d just have to stay calm. He kept tapping his leg with his fingers, and looked outside, gently humming. The sound resonated nicely in his throat, and his voice wasn’t bad either. It was in perfect tune with the actual song from the holonet, and Cody had told him it was because he had perfect pitch. CT-7567 was yet to search on his datapad what it meant, because every time he meant to do it, it managed to slip his mind.

He sighed and sat down by the window, following the raindrops with his eyes. There were probably millions of them on the surface of the glass, all racing down, merging with each other or ceasing their trip completely. CT-7567 felt the static in his head quiet down the longer he stared at them, and he almost forgot the anxiety he was feeling about the new kid he’d have to meet. Almost.

The silence around him got disturbed by quiet chatter and footsteps outside the door, and CT-7567 hung his head low, preparing himself for meeting his ”new friend”.

The door opened with a creak, and at the sound of two sets of footsteps, CT-7567 raised his head and faced the cadet. He was glued to Alpha’s side, eyes flickering from CT-7567’s hair to his uniform, slightly squinting. When CT-7567 looked directly at his face, his eyes strayed away towards another direction.

He supposed this was CC-1010.

”This is CT-7567”, Alpha said, and CT-7567 got up, stood as straight as he could, and attempted to make eyecontact, but his eyes settled on CC-1010’s eyebrows.

CC-1010 looked up at Alpha, frowning slightly, and Alpha answered with a smile.

”He’s like you. His brain is wired the same way as yours: a little differently than the rest of us. I think you’d get along just fine.”

CT-7567 glanced from Alpha to CC-1010, seriously considering if Alpha knew CT-7567 at all. They were not the same.

”We’re not the same”, he decided to tell him, ”similar, but not the same.”

Alpha gave him a nod and stepped forward, attempting to take both of them by their shoulders, but like CT-7567, CC-1010 also avoided his touch. CT-7567 took a step forward just to not be so difficult, and looked at CC-1010 from below his eyebrows. His shoulders were tense, hands squeezed into tight fists and gaze on the ground: hardly eager to have a new friend either. CT-7567 glanced at Alpha, trying to look as disapproving as possible, but Alpha just kept talking his nonsense.

”I know that. But you’re more similar to each other than you’re to me or the other cadets. I thought this way you could have some company, maybe help each other with tasks and training, and maybe, maybe become friends.” Alpha looked sternly at CT-7567, and his fight or flight urge kicked in. He didn’t need any more friends. Cody was plenty, Cody was enough. He didn’t want any more friends. CT-7567 was sure Cody would agree with him if he was there. He decided to ask him later, so he could talk some sense into Alpha.

CT-7567 kept frowning at CC-1010, and he started looking more uncomfortable as the seconds went by. He faced the corner of the room, and Alpha humphed as he looked back at CT-7567.

”He’s always frowning. Nothing personal.”

Well, CT-7567 surely took that as personal.

CC-1010 kept looking away, and Alpha signaled CT-7567 to sit. He did, after giving him an angry glare, and kept staring at CC-1010, expecting him to turn around and sit as well, so they could begin whatever dumb activities Alpha had planned.

”Take your time”, Alpha spoke to CC-1010, and then leaned towards CT-7567: ”He’s a little shy. Why don’t you think about dinosaurs for a while?”

That CT-7567 was happy to do. He lowered his head, folded his hands on his lap, and fanned through his memory to get to page seven of his book. It was about Tyrannosaurus Rex’s diet, one of CT-7567’s favorite subjects.

After a moment which felt too short for thinking about the T-Rex, he heard a deep inhale and concentrated his eyes on CC-1010, who sat down as he exhaled.

”Easy now”, Alpha said, and CT-7567 glanced at him: he was being easy. He was being as easy as he could. It was up to CC-1010 if they could carry on with the start of their great friendship.

Alpha laid his hands on the floor, and CC-1010 copied him, eyes on the ground and rapidly blinking. CT-7567 dropped his head as well and got back to his book, but felt something tinge his forehead, and lifted his head to stare at CC-1010. He immediately looked away at Alpha.

”OK. You’re both okay now, yeah?”, Alpha said with a smile.

Then he cleared his throat suddenly, and CT-7567’s hands flinched instantly on his ears despite his efforts to make himself stop. He felt his cheeks and ears get hot and he looked down at the floor, hiding his hands in his lap.

”It’s OK.” Alpha kept saying that. It clearly wasn’t okay. They were in a strange room, that was too quiet and filled with static noise, covered in mold and had just been a residence to spiders. And he had to share it with this new cadet that was supposed to become his new friend. It was not okay.

Alpha tapped the ground next to CT-7567’s knee to get his attention, and he reluctantly complied. ”Like I said. You’re both okay. This is a safe space, like we discussed. Here you don’t have to hide your stims.”

CT-7567 gave him a quick nod and started picking at the palm of his hand. It had been opened and scarred and reopened and rescarred multiple times, by CT-7567’s nervous habit alone, and his trainer’s didn’t like it at all: but Alpha had approved, and Cody didn’t mind. So it was fine.

CT-7567 kept staring at the ground, thinking back to the memories of the times he had been at medbay, scolded by the medics and Kaminoans for ruining his skin. After the tenth visit, about nine too many, Cody had exploded at the medic and decided that from that moment forward he’d patch CT-7567’s hand whenever needed.

CT-7567 could always trust Cody. Everything would be okay as long as Cody was there.

He wanted Cody, now. Nothing was okay. Not this weird new stranger, not Alpha who forced him to make new friends, not this room that smelled like mold and spiderwebs. He wanted out.

He opened his mouth to tell that to Alpha, when he noticed that CC-1010 was hitting his hips with his eyes closed. CT-7567 tilted his head at him in confusion, then remembered that they were supposed to be stimming. CT-7567 glanced at Alpha who sat his eyes closed as well, and decided that disturbing the quiet moment of peace wouldn’t be looked at kindly by either of them. So CT-7567 decided to suck it up and close his eyes.

He started tapping his knees lightly with his fingertips, and almost involuntarily his body started slightly swaying from side to side. CT-7567 never quite knew why his body did that without him telling it to, but it was calming and helped him with the static in his head that came from silence. It quiets the quiet, he used to tell Cody, who didn’t really understand, but smiled at CT-7567 anyway. Like he always did.

CT-7567 slowed down his breathing, and listened to the raindrops and Alpha’s breathing in the room, and tried to ignore the sound CC-1010 was making. He opened his other eye a bit to see what in the universe he was doing that was so loud, but he was still hitting his hips with the faintest hint of a smile on his face. CT-7567 lifted his eyebrows and closed his eyes, keeping his mouth shut.

He wanted to feel happy too. He guessed that was what CC-1010 was feeling, why else would he be smiling? CT-7567 frowned and took a steady breath, his thoughts wandering through the many books he had memorized, and the songs Cody had played for him from the holonet.

One of them was his ultimate favorite. It was slow, it had a nice beat to it, a low bass sound and instruments that sounded like flutes. He started humming it quietly under his breath, adjusting his body’s movements to the melody and tapped the beat with his fingers.

He liked music. It was the only way to keep the static in his head to a minimum. It helped him concentrate, and remember things, and relax. It was soothing to his senses, it made the twitch of his hand more regulated as he listened to the beat of the drums, and sometimes he felt like he could almost see it as golden strings or sharp green peaks, like in a heart monitor, depending on it’s pace. He thought that music looked just as calming as it sounded.

Alpha’s quiet voice mumbled something in the background, but CT-7567 wasn’t ready to let go. He kept playing the song on loop, feeling it flow around him and through him and take his anxiety away. He shook off the weight from his shoulders, and the fatigue from keeping the stress in for so long finally overtook him, but he was able to relax and let it settle in his bones once he got to the end of the song.

The ground trembled under him and he heard Alpha laugh. He opened his eyes, very slowly, and faced CC-1010 again. His cheeks were slightly glistening, and his eyes weren’t as squinty and anxious anymore.

”You ready?”, Alpha asked, placing his hand on the ground next to CT-7567’s knee.

CT-7567 blinked. ”For… what?”, he asked, a slight stutter in his words.

”For sleep”, Alpha smiled, and got up as CT-7567 and CC-1010 glanced at each other simultaneosly. CC-1010 looked puzzled, mirroring CT-7567’s expression.

CT-7567 tried to collect his thoughts. ”You- we- we did all this, and now- sleep?” CT-7567 got up and dusted his pants, ”I thought that we’d-”

”You’re both tired, no? If you feel like it we can train or do math-”

”No thank you”, CT-7567 cut him off, and noticed a smile spreading on CC-1010’s lips. CT-7567 raised his eyebrows at him, and prided himself in getting someone to smile. Usually he wasn’t a fun or nice person to be around, but CC-1010 smiled at him, without having to tell him a single word.

It made CT-7567 feel a little less alone, so he offered his hand for CC-1010 to grab, and he did, shortly, before dusting his pants and getting in line with CT-7567 in front of Alpha.

”I’m proud of you two. I know it was just a few minutes in a closed space but- this is the first step into unlearning your mindset towards stimming. It feels good, doesn’t it? I saw how you both easened up, relaxed.”

CT-7567 chest bubbled with joy and an odd feeling of sadness. Finally, someone was proud of him for who he was, and was happy he had a way to relax himself. CT-7567 bit his cheeks to stop himself from getting emotional. The more you cry the more it hurts, the trainers’ voices echoed in his ears.

He glanced at CC-1010, who was looking at him, and he shrugged. CC-1010 copied him and opened his mouth for the first time.

”Yes. It felt nice.” CC-1010’s voice was so strained and quiet that CT-7567 wondered if he used it at all. CT-7567 nodded to his words in complete agreement, thinking it was even more than nice.

It was freeing.

”This room is for you two. I’ll make sure that you have your space and peace, so that you can do whatever, whenever, when you’re feeling stressed or overwhelmed, or just want to be alone. You can also meet up here, if you ever need to, OK? This is for you two, only. I promise.”

CT-7567 glanced at CC-1010 and nodded, and CC-1010 took a deep breath and nodded back with a small smile. CT-7567 tried to reciprocate his clear message of amicability, but could only lift his eyebrows.

”Just us?”, CT-7567 frowned at Alpha to forget his bad attempt at smiling.

”Just you.”

CT-7567 looked around the empty room and felt distraught by it’s emptiness and complete isolation. He didn’t like being alone in it, not even with Alpha, and he didn’t know CC-1010 well enough to feel completely comfortable.

”Will we- will we be- could-”, CT-7567 started, trying to find his words. ”Could- Cody-”

”If you want to, you can ask someone to come with you. Mainly I meant this as a… secret lair of sorts, so that the Longnecks won’t find out what you’re doing. The trainers too. So, try to keep it lowkey, OK?”

”Okay”, CT-7567 said, next to him CC-1010 nodded. Alpha smiled as he turned around. ”Come on. I’ll take you to bed. And- remember, keep this a secret, OK? If a non-brother asks, you’re here to receive extra training. Understood?”

”Okay”, CT-7567 and CC-1010 said in perfect sync.

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the-baddest-of-batches · 6 months

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We were children. We were soldiers.

We, are the survivors. 2023.

These two are actually meant to be a set, so I thought I'd go ahead and showcase them side by side. (Still blows me away how much yall love the cadet one).

#clone trooper oc #umbara arc #darkness on umbara #star wars fanart #my artwork #artblr #baby clones #clone cadets #mandalorian clone #beskar'gam #playing pretend #rain world #kamino #all grown up #sole survivor

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ujalayi · 2 years

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Also I just saw you take art requests? If so are you still open to any ideas? I have far too many ideas and only an ability to write to sate any ideas I have.

I adore your Tech, but was wondering what your take on cadet Tech would be? As I can only imagine how cute he would be with his goggles and curious owl eyes as a cadet.

Honestly too many ideas and I already am nervous enough suggesting anything to you in a form of art request, but thank you nonetheless! Hope you have a good day/night and o appreciate your time.

Yes!! Thank you so much!! ;u; I’m totally up for any ideas and requests and I love receiving them! I’m so glad people like my little doodles enough to request stuff from me, and selfishly I really appreciate the motivation to practice haha! I might take a little while to answer sometimes because of my work schedule which is a little intense at the moment, and of course the muses can be fickle even when conditions are perfect :} But barring anything major changing, my inbox is open 🤗

Cadet!Tech !! I completely, wholeheartedly agree 🫡Here are some colored sketches of the little commando, and sort of how I picture him in my mind’s eye… 🥹

I love the thermal detonator Tech - great work kid!

In the middle sketch he’s giving the answer to that classic riddle-

Q: A bounty hunter rides into town on Benduday, stays two nights, and leaves on Benduday - how is this possible?

A: The Blurrg’s name was Benduday ☺️

#this is activating my camp counselor brain #If I was Cuy’val Dar I would simply steal the cadets and leave Kamino but idk I guess Im just built different #Nala Se I won’t hesitate bitch #tech tbb #the bad batch tech #the bad batch fanart #clone trooper tech #ujalayi art #uj’answers #the bad batch #cadet tech #cadet!tech

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bilbo-fettt · 1 year

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Hunter: Don’t worry, I still got a few knives up my sleeve.

Tech: I think you mean tricks?

Crosshair: He did not.

Hunter, pulling out several knives: I did not.

* I swear this happened when they were still cadets and learning about themselves

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creationsofthepenguin · 2 years

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Fox hc

One thing i love about the cw fandom is that everyone unanimously agreed that Fox had greying hair, so I’ll bring forth a bit of an angsty headcanon in honor of that.

Despite popular belief, Fox didn’t go grey because of the Chancellor and all the insufferable Senators on Coruscant. Instead, he drew the short stick and ended up with a minor mutation that resulted with him going grey earlier than the other clones. However, that particular trait made itself known a bit too early.

Fox is a year away from graduating out of Kamino when a sliver of grey catches his eye in the bathroom. He has to search for it a bit, but after a few moments he finds it. A silver hair sprouting from his right temple. He stares at it for a long time, as if in doing so it would magically disappear, but it doesn’t. When he hears footsteps down the hall he quickly plucks it out and gets dressed.

He notices more after a while, three on his right temple and two in his left. This time, his hands shake slightly as he pulled them out and throws them to the ground as if he’s been burnt. You see, out on the battlefield, no one would care for a couple of grey hairs. When they’re getting shot at, the generals have better things to worry about than a mutated clone. On Kamino though, there was no telling what the longnecks would do to him. He’s heard of brothers being decommissioned for less. So for the next month, he checks his hair every day and pulls them out whenever he can.

His routine, however, is broken when he gets called by Priest to fight. He’s happy to have made it out alive since Priest is known to have vode fight to the death, but he still lands in the med bay for a week. When he’s out of the bacta tube, the only thing Fox wants to do is hug his brothers and sleep for another week. Things, sadly, don’t go as planned.

“Ey Fox, what’s that on your hair?” Bly asks innocently when he breaks their hug.

At that, Fox freezes. His body is as tense as a bowstring as he makes his way to the tiny private bathroom of the barracks and locks himself inside. His reflection in the mirror is unforgiving.

Peppering both sides of his head are dozens of grey hairs, almost too many to count. Looking at them, Fox feels his heart pick up as his hands grip the sink tightly. He runs his shaking hands through his hair, trying to pluck out as many traitorous hairs as he could, but it was no use. His hands shake too much and he can hardly see through his blurry eyes and someone’s pounding on the door and-

“KRIFF!” He yells, ripping at his hair and sinking to the floor. This was bad. The Kaminoans will notice, hell maybe they already have. They’ll come for him and take him away from his batch and to the decommissioning wing where no one ever made it out and then-

“FOX open the damn door!” A voice shoutes, dragging him out of his spiral. It was his own voice, except a bit harsher and lower. Wolffe, then.

Would Wolffe try to stop the Kaminoans when they came for him? Would he fight them, or would he let them take him away to through the sterile hallways of their hell.

“Fox this is the last time I’m asking. Open the kriffing door or I’ll blow it off it’s hinges.”

Wolffe would do good on that promise, Fox knew. So, with a thick and shaking voice, he said, “I will, just, give me a second.”

The pounding subsided, so at least Fox knew they heard him. Slowly, painfully so, he got up, trying to even his breathing though he knew that it was no use. He hesitated for a moment when he put his hand on the lock, but ultimately flicked it open.

Immediately, the door flew open as five brothers rushed into the room, crowding him.

“Fox, what the kriff was that all about?” Cody asks, holding his arm tightly. Similar questions pour from his other brothers, but Bacara notices first. He always had been observant.

“His hair is greying.” He says. To his credit, his voice doesn’t shake that much.

Immediately, Fox has five pairs of eyes on him, taking in his red rimmed eyes, thick tears and bleeding scalp.

“Fox… you- how long?” Ponds asks from behind Wolffe and Cody.

“About a month.” He whispers, trying to his his face in Wolffe’s shoulder. His brother doesn’t let him though, instead holding him firmly by the shoulders at arm’s length.

“You know we’d never let the longnecks take you, right?” Bly says softly, looking like he wanted to crush Fox in a hug.

“It’s not like you could stop them!” Fox snaps, suddenly filled with rage. No, it was fear, but he’d found out from a young age that it was better to turn those emotions into rage and use them affectively.

Bly flinches slightly and Pond’s looks similarly hurt. It was unfair of Fox to snap at them, but they all knew he was right. If the Kaminoans wanted to get to him, his batch wouldn’t stand a chance against them.

They waited in tense silence until Wolffe spoke up. He’d been eerily silent the whole time, probably plotting knowing him. “Look, we’ll figure something out. You can dye your hair, I’m sure 99 or Alpha-17 can get us something and- they- Rex is blond and nothing happened to him, right? He’s also got a minor mutation and he’s just fine.”

“They took Rex away three times to take his blood and analyze him.” Fox shot back.

“And they didn’t find anything.” Bacara quipped in.

“Well what if they find something for me, huh? What if they see that I’m aging faster, or that it’s affecting me mentally or-”

“Fox, calm down. They won’t find anything because they won’t figure anything out. We’ll dye your hair and keep you out of trouble. It’s gonna be fine, you hear me?” Wolffe said, pulling him close until Fox couldn’t look away.

After a tense fee seconds filled with a dozen flying thoughts, Fox took a deep breath and nodded. He was immediately crushed by Wolffe in a hug, and Cody and Bly quickly joined them.

When Fox got his breathing under control and finally managed to loosen up, they practically dragged him to their beds. They held him for a long time before they fell asleep.

In the morning, they ran over to 99 who, after a bit of rummaging, gave them a sack filled with brown sludge. It smelled disgusting which made sense when 99 told them it was waste from one of the Kaminoan’s machines, but according to him it would dye his hair just fine.

In the end, Fox made it through graduation without the Kaminoans of the trainers finding out about his little mutation. It was one of the rare times Ka’ra smiled upon him and made his life easire.

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