How Do We Rewrite The Stars (Tech x female Jedi reader)

Chapter Eleven: The Bad Batch S1E6 Decommissioned

For some reason Wattpad won't let me put anything in bold or italics, so that's annoying. And I can't emphasize some of the words and quotes in my stories right now, along with the writing when the squad is on the comms, so sorry if that annoys you, because it certainly annoys me. For the time being, I have labeled who's saying what via the comm until I can figure out what's happening with Wattpad.

The next day, Echo was teaching Omega how to use her new weapon, a bow she stole from the Zygerrians in Old Ord Mantell City. The rest of the Bad Batch sat behind the pair, watching Omega miss her target each time, with growing despair from the young girl. No one had spoken about Tech and (Y/N)'s night before, mainly because the only person who was up before the two was Hunter.

(Y/N) was getting flustered just thinking about last night.

Then a poor woman came into the bar and was almost shot by Omega. The blaster fire from the bow narrowly avoids the woman and hits the wall beside her. The woman yelled in surprise and ran out of the bar.

(Y/N) winced in sympathy as Omega yelled to the woman:

"Sorry!"

Echo kneeled down to Omega as she pulled the string from her bow back, seemingly struggling with the tension in the string.

"Steady... arms level... and keep your eye on the target." He instructs.

"You can do it, kid!" Bolo, an Ithorian and regular at Cid's bar cheered on Omega.

"Not a chance. Miss! Come on! Miss!" Bolo's friend Ketch, who was a Weequay and a regular at Cid's bar as well, cheered.

(Y/N) threw the two of them a glare, getting them to collectively shut up for just a moment while Omega nervously took her shot at the makeshift target.
While Omega had missed the middle of the target, her shot still landed on one of the outer rings, which admittedly was not great, but a lot better than earlier.

"Ah! I got it!" Omega jumped with joy.

"Bull's-eye! Pay up!" Bolo nudged Ketch while laughing giddily.

Ketch groans in annoyance as he hands his friend the credits he bet.

"Good. Again." Echo told Omega.

"But I've already hit the target three times." Omega exclaimed.

"Out of twelve. That's luck, Omega, not skill." Echo points out.

"In my experience, there's no such thing as luck."
(Y/N) said casually, channeling her inner Obi-Wan.

Echo turned to the elf with a raised eyebrow. As if sarcastically asking, 'because you have the Force on your side?'

"Soldiers need to be consistent. Try again." Echo continued.

Omega sighs, defeated. She pulls back the string of her bow, but not before Ketch starts talking again.

"Okay, double or nothing she chokes." He laughs.

(Y/N) whips her head around to the pair and gives them a disapproving stare, one that Obi-Wan and her always gave Anakin and Ahsoka. Unfortunately, Bolo and Ketch don't get the hint and ignored her.

Omega releases her bolt, but at the same time, accidentally jerks her arms from the power of the bow, sending the bolt flying into a nearby table with a hologram display. (Y/N) winced at the destroyed display. Cid won't be happy about this.

(Y/N) ignores Ketch and Bolo laughing hysterically and turns her attention back to Omega.

"I was doing better until those two showed up." Omega said, partially annoyed.