For my 501st follower celebration, as requested here by @auroramagpie: a snippet of the Squadron Dad Au!
“Drop and give me twenty!”
Chass let out a long, theatrical groan as she dropped to the ground and started doing push ups next to Wyl, who was already doing his. “I think I hate this guy,” she mumbled.
“He’s… an acquired taste,” Wyl offered.
“That’s how you say you hate someone on Polyneus, right?” Nath said from next to them. The man was breathing hard, but still wore an easy grin.
Before Wyl could answer, their drill sergeant spoke up. It was tough for a grown man to look menacing while wrangling a five year old, but Kanan Jarrus managed to at least look stern. “Tensent, you seem like you’re enjoying yourself. This getting too easy for you?”
“Not at all, sir,” Nath called back.
“What about you, Chadic? You ready to take a break?”
Scowling at him, Chass said, “You know what you can do with your break? You can take it and—”
“Mr. Jarrus.” The clear, familiar voice of General Syndulla cut through whatever Chass had been about to say. Striding into the room where they were training, the general clasped her hands behind her back, surveying them with a thoughtful expression as she took it all in— Chass, Wyl, Nath, and Quell all doing push ups, while Jarrus watched, holding his kid’s backpack leash in one hand as Jacen explored the confines of the room.
“General Hera,” Kanan said, the corner of his mouth tipping up into a smile. Chass still wasn’t sure how this guy, of all people, got away with using the general’s first name. But then, there was a lot about him that she neither knew nor cared to know. Because she hated his guts.
“I take it things are going well?” General Syndulla said.
“More or less. With a little more training and discipline, I might even be able to whip them into shape. You’re welcome to stay and watch, if you want.”
“Tempting though that offer may be,” the general said, “I have other projects to work on. I just wanted to make sure things were running smoothly.”
“Absolutely, general. Drop by anytime,” he continued, and Chass could swear there was something almost flirtatious in his tone. I’m definitely imagining it, she told herself.
“After all, I’m always happy to have you around,” he added.
Oh yeah I’m not imagining that. Was their drill sergeant flirting with the general? Chass exchanged a glance with Wyl, who was grimacing. He’s lost his mind.
General Syndulla’s eyebrow went up. But all she said was, “As I said, I’m busy. But the offer is appreciated. Keep up the good work.”
Turning on her heel, she headed out of the room, and if he hadn’t been blind, Chass would swear that Kanan watched her go.
As they finished their push ups, Wyl hopped to his feet and went over to Kanan. “Uh, sir? About General Syndulla…”
“What about her?” Kanan said, frowning at him.
“Well, it’s just— I thought you should know. We’re pretty sure she’s married.”
To Chass’s surprise, Kanan found this so uproariously funny that he forgot to make them do their next set of drills, and sent them off to their ship maintenance time while he was still chuckling.
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Chass na Chadic: Scrolling through Spotify Wrapped and being reminded that I’m an absolute genre goblin. What’s a musical taste? Give me all the tastes. Good, bad, weird, and everything in between so long as it has the vibes I want. I will not be stopped.
Nath Tensent: That’s a long way to say you’re bi.
(Original quote: @ladyshinga)
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I present: Alphabet Squadron. Nath Tensent, Kairos, Yrica Quell, I-TO, Chass na Chadic, and Wyl Lark
I've been reading the Alphabet Squadron books and while they may not be my favorite, I couldn't help but feel the urge to make some minifigs. I tried my best to recreate their likenesses in Lego. They're not accurate, but the only official pictures don't really show too much
NSFW blogs do not reblog!
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📓📓📓 please?
Dude you KNOW all of our aus cause they're OURS *insert communism meme here*
Instead, how about I just write you a little snippet from one of our faves?
Ask game!
"So, let me get this straight," Chass said, squinting at the man suspiciously. "General Syndulla sent you?"
The man nodded calmly, the glareshades propped on his nose sliding a little at the movement. "She did. She wants me to help your squadron."
"With what?" Wyl asked, his voice curious-- and of course he wasn't suspicious at all, Chass thought, not bothering to hide her eyes. "Are you a pilot?"
The man laughed at that, and reached up to pull off his glareshades. Chass heard Wyl gasp, and she let out a curse. A dark scar crossed the man's eyes, rendering them pale and filmed over. "You're blind," she said.
"So, not a pilot," Nath said in a deadpan voice.
"Nah," the man said easily. "If you needed a pilot, General Hera would have done it herself. I'm here to help you become a team. And also get free babysitting for my toddler. That's just an added bonus."
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