Misplaced In The Force

Chapter 1

A/N: Hello and welcome to another Patreon short story. This one is for Kelsey and I am happy it is finally coming along. It will be short with only about 30k words with shorter chapters. Please note that this story does not follow the story timeline for the sequels. While some of the same events happen they happen out of order with The Last Jedi and Force Awakens being stuck in a blender and mixed all together. 

I hope you guys like it. Oh yeah. Reverse Harem warning by the way :)

A/N & TRIGGER WARNINGS.

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"Tall Endorian Mocha Caf for Hux," I called out the name on the cup and set it on the counter before turning to make the next order. But before I could walk away a sharp voice barked at my back.

"It's General Hux. Not just Hux. I am a General."

I turned back to the counter and General Hux was standing at the counter with his back rigid, his hands clenched in fists at his side, and a scowl on his face.

I hated Hux so much and every time he came into the café to get his caf before his shift I prayed to not be there. But since I owned and operated the small café on Starkiller Base there really was no way for me to avoid the General. I had to see him and most of the other higher officers every day since they didn't have to pay for anything at the cafe. They just scanned their wrist comm and their orders went on the First Order's house account, not from their personal credits. Only petty officers and the bottom of the totem pole had to pay for their cafs which I thought was bullshit but it was what it was. The First Order paid me at the end of the month for everything the senior officers ate and drank so as long as I got paid I guess it didn't really matter.

"I'm so sorry General, it won't happen again." I smiled my polite customer service smile that in my head told Hux to eat shit and die but he would never know what I was thinking as I faked compliance with the ginger-headed fucker.

"Hmm. It better not." Hux sneered as he reached forward and picked up his caf from the counter.

"Hux, why do you always have to be such a fucking prick?"

I turned my head and looked to Hux's right where a large man was standing just behind him. I had never seen this man before in my entire life and I would have gladly given all of my credits to see this man every day for eternity. He was taller than Hux by at least three inches and twice as wide. I could tell though that his body was all muscle underneath the all-black armor he wore which was definitely not First Order issue.

Hux groaned and glared at the man before turning back to me and giving me the same glare. "I expect to be addressed properly the next time I come in here or I will have demerits placed on your permanent record, Lieutenant."