Dogma, A Unwavering Faith

Maul 20

Maul was sharpening his knife when he sensed someone behind him. He smiled, "If you want to know where your brother is, he's at the hot springs. Feral, my other brother and him were discussing the Clone War." Maul said. Slick sat down across from the red Zabrak. "No, I know where he is. I just wanted to know what your intentions were with my brother? He's been betrayed by the Jedi and the Republic, I can see he likes you and you clearly like him back. But I have to warn you, if you do anything to hurt him, emotional or physical, I'll murder you. Without mercy or any regrets." He snarled. Maul nodded in understanding, Slick continued. "Yesterday he mentioned something about a baby? Did you two like adopt some kid or something?" Maul looked away at that question. His mate had told him about Slick and the red Zabrak was not eager to talk to tell him about Dogma being pregnant. "In our culture...it's possible for males to have children. I mean actually like...carry them and give birth. My father, you haven't met him yet, gave Dogma a potion that could get him pregnant if he was mated. And unfortunately my father added side effects that could kill your brother if he didn't mate so..." Maul trailed off when he saw Slick's expression. "You knocked up my brother." He growled, it wasn't a question. Maul nodded, he gripped the knife. No wonder Dogma warned him about Slick, that Clone could be terrifying when he wanted to be. "You're lucky Dogma likes you, or you would be dead by now. But if you dare hurt him, I will hold you down, cut you into tiny bits with that lightsaber of yours and scatter you across the galaxy." Slick snarled before walking away. Maul did not want to cross that Clone any more.

Slick will murder Maul. He's protective of his brother, and I theorize he's older than Dogma anyway. It's almost sweet the way he care for his younger brother.