Star Wars Rebels 3

Chapter 19: The Double Agent Droid

The Imperial shuttle detaches from the Ghost, "Don't worry, Phoenix Leader. We'll be back with those codes before you know it." Wedge promises as he takes off. Leo grins as he turns in his chair. "Let's hope your co-pilot isn't more of a challenge than the mission." Zeb taunts.

"What makes you say that?" Wedge asks, Zeb just shrugs. "No reason." he, Ezra, and Leo just chuckles as Zeb and Ezra fist bump. "Let's cut the chatter. We've got a job to do." Hera orders as they settle down. "Copy that, Phoenix Leader." Wedge said and jumps into hyperspace.

She frowns and looks at them, "Despite what you three think, I'm confident we have our best team on the job." she informs them, Zeb leans forward, "Okay, since when does our best team include AP-5, Chopper, and Wedge?" Zeb asks him.

Leo looks away and shrugs, "Chop did take out that Prototype Star Destroyer, I'm not too worried about that. But Wedge and AP-5, I wouldn't cut them short now." he said leaning back in his chair, folding his hands behind his head.

Both Ezra and Zeb arch their brow at him as Hera just smiles, "Since when did you expect less from others?" Zeb asks him, Leo just looks away "I've always been like this." he said with a casual shrug. The two just look at each other and laughs.

Hera frowns at them, but notices the far-off look in Leo's eyes, recognizes the look, and turns to the laughing two. "That's enough you two, focus on the mission," she ordered, they went quiet but chuckled. Hera looks back at Leo, seeing that sad frown on his face as he was looking out at the stars.

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The shuttle flew through hyperspace as the rebel team was aboard, "I don't get it, AP-5. Why are you so surprised Hera picked me for this mission?" Wedge asks him, "Your grasp of protocol I sorely lacking. Imperial pilots never remove their helmets in flight." AP-5 shot at him.

Wedge just grins, "I know, I was top of my class at the Imperial Academy." he informs him. "Oh, Lieutenant Antilles, you are mistaking my attention to detail for an attack on your obvious fragile ego." the protocol droid informs him.

Chopper just grumbles, shaking his dome. Wedge just sighs at them both shaking his head. "I want this mission to go precisely as planned. We need to acquire the Imperial codes for our attack on Lothal." AP-5 informs them.

"Yeah, I was at the briefing, too." Wedge informs him, and Chopper just grumbles at him, AP-5 turns to him, "You just got your circuits overheated that I was put n charge." he states, and Chopper chatters at him.

"Well, it is not your mission. It is mine. Captain Syndulla was specific about this being my operation due to my skill set and experience." AP-5 brags. "Can you two argue somewhere else?" Wedge shot in, wanting them to take it elsewhere.

Then Chopper snaps at AP-5, making the droid turn back to him, "I will have you know, anything you can do, I can do better." he states, Wedge just shook his head. Chopper groans at him. "Yes, I can." AP-5 retorts.

Chopper grunts again, "Yes, I can!" AP-5 snaps. Chopper groans, shaking his dome. "That includes even being a rebel spy." he went on, Chopper chatters again, "My programming is superior to yours." he brags, Chopper groans, shaking his head. "Yes, it is." AP-5 shot at him.

Chopper chatters, shaking his dome. "Yes, it is!" AP-5 shouts. And they two kept arguing. Wedge just rolls his eyes, "Now I know why I got this mission. Nobody else wanted it." he groans to himself, then sighs to himself. "Should've switched with Mako, she gets to work with her mom," he grumbles to himself.

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Back at the rebel base, Amelia was going over the reports the rebels have delivered from their patrols and the Imperial's activities over the Outer Rim.