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Chapter 32 - First Period Around the Boys: Pt. 3 😳🩸

A/N:

🎁PRESENTS🎁 So much fluff it'll rot your teeth, your future children's teeth, and your future grandkid's teeth.

Also, this is gonna be a long one... 😅 Because as you all know by now, when I get going I end up writing whole arcs that make the plot much more intricate than it needs to be - AND I LOVE IT (mostly lol)

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By the time he returned to the ship, Hunter still had no idea yet what Crosshairs field trip consisted of. His mind was still reeling with what happened at the convenience store, and it took him the entire walk of solitude back to the Marauder to recover from the store incident. It goes without saying that the Sarge would have worried about the unknown whereabouts of one of his soldiers, but not because he had doubts in his skills to defend himself if the microscopic chance for that arises. It's just, it had been so difficult to get used to Wrecker taking off with his girlfriend every chance he got - none of the Bad Batch boys had spent a moment apart since their cadet years, the only occasional times they were separated being for vile purposes.

But when it came to Talla, currently suffering a great deal, nothing else occupied Hunter's mind but to do good by her. That was their promise to each other, and more specifically to himself. And he definitely wanted to focus on this more than the store incident. Talla had done so much for him since 99 died, forgiven him when in her opinion, his lashing out was something Hunter couldn't really control with his spiraling emotions from the grief. Hwanted to try returning the favor. Talla couldn't help her state of mind right now, with her lashing out due to her excruciating condition, so Hunter wanted to show her he wasn't freaking out anymore, and was here to help with no judgement whatsoever.

Awkwardly lugging the heavy crate and stuffie bag up the Marauders entry ramp, the Sarge reassured to himself: 'Nik is trustworthy!' Pausing midway up the ramp, a cold feeling briefly gripped his heart as Nik's eccentric-ness was contemplated... 'mostly.' He admitted, also to himself, severe over-protectiveness kicking in. Then shook his head once, to dismiss the momentary dread. 'Eh, Cross will be fine.'

He entered the common area with a couple grunts of strained effort, profusely cursing out the fact the kriffing heavy crate didn't have anti-grav repulsors, Hunter had to admit he may have gone overboard with the buying two of everything...

Two heating pads, just in case one broke because you never know.

An extra bottle of painkillers and stimpack, in case Talla ended up going through an exorbitant amount of medication.

Two pairs of the warm, cozy, fuzzy socks the store randomly sold, which Skylar thought her friend might find cute and soothing.

Two packs each of the available soothing, sleep-aiding tea flavors that might or might not help, that was yet to be determined, plus hot chocolate pods for the multi-purpose caf machine, just in case Talla suddenly had the unquenchable thirst of a massive happabore from the desert planet of Jakku.

Two boxes of each type of the blood soaking products available because Skylar wasn't sure what the Kaminoans provided Talla with before she left Kamino, either way figuring Talla should test out the various options out there to learn what she'd be 'comfortable' with, and Hunter wanted to make sure she'd be 'comfortable' for as long as this 'Code Red' dilemma lasted for.

None of this would ever be 'comfortable' though, he frustratingly learned. He started thinking the gifts may have also been embarrassingly redundant: the Fathier squishy stuffie and half a crates worth of cookies and half a crates worth of soda. It's just, he saw the reaction when Crosshair gorged on her precious snacks, and before they parted ways Skylar had cooled off enough to tell Hunter the stuffie would be a great comfort, and pointedly had to add that Wrecker had went out and bought her something similar when he found out about this whole miserable time of month, not quite ready to share his precious Lula yet - an adorable bantha.