Dogma laughed. Feral and Slick were zooming around the palace as the Mandalorians assigned to them scrambled after the two. Maul rolled his eyes and sighed. He turned to look at Dogma (Who was cradling Ambers in his arms) and shook his head with exasperation. "Do you think they'll ever change?" He asked his mate. Dogma shook his head, "Nope, not at all. You're stuck with them." The red Zabrak groaned.
A few hours later...
Slick sat across from Savage. The Zabrak had changed into a rather dashing outfit (Slick would never admit that to anyone). As Slick had agreed to go on a date with Savage, the Zabrak took him out to a very fancy restaurant in Sundari. Slick had really nothing else to dress in other than his armor, so Rook Kast had took him aside and bought him a suit. The Mandalorian had stated, she was only doing this for Dogma (Apparently those two were very buddy, buddy with each other). The Clone casually picked at his food, Savage was staring at him intently. Finally, Slick sighed. "Look, Savage. You're a nice guy but from what I know of dates...you're supposed to talk to the other person." The Zabrak nodded. "Yes, I know. I'm...not used to this." He said gesturing around the restaurant. They were the only ones there beside a waiter and a chef. Slick nodded, "Okay, let's start over," He said. He smiled at Savage, "Hi, my name is Slick.
In the next chapter I'll be writing it from Savage's pov. Sorry it's short!
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Dogma, A Unwavering Faith
FanfictionWhen Darth Maul takes an interest in a Clone Trooper who goes by the name of Dogma. History in the Clone Wars becomes perhaps a tad different.
