12 | girl crush

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12 | GIRL CRUSH

12 | GIRL CRUSH

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"Chewie..." Celestia's voice cracked as she witnessed the ship blow up into flames.

"We gotta go...we gotta go!" Poe's eyes widened as he frantically jumped up from his seat to shout for his remaining friends to return to the ship.

Celestia sat there, frozen at what had just happened. She had just witnessed a friend, a comrade, and a warrior die in flames. She couldn't believe it. It had happened so fast.

* * *

"I lost control." Rey breathed out, staring down at the palm of her hand. She didn't think she had that much raw power in her. Yet, she did.

"It's not your fault." Celestia consoled her. It truly wasn't. In fact, she was trying to save Chewie from becoming a prisoner of the First Order. And Kylo Ren had to intervene.

"It was."

"No--" Finn began.

"Chewie's gone. That power came from me."  Rey retorted. She only wanted to blame herself. Celestia could understand that. She could only see her actions as being the cause of his death. And she was angry with herself.

Celestia allowed Finn to take over the therapy session while she walked over to Poe, who was, too, grieving over Chewie.

* * *

"We only got eight hours left, what do we do?" Poe asked the team for a plan.

"What can we do? We gotta go back to base." Finn shrugged.

"Empty-handed? That's not how we roll here. Leia needs us. The resistance needs us to find that wayfinder. Listen, if we can just find a way to override Threepio's coding that disables him from translating the stupid dagger for us, we're set." Celestia rubbed her hands together, concocting the plan.

"Cel, Chewie had the dagger!" Finn retorted.

"And? The information is still locked inside Threepio's little hard drive. We just gotta retrieve it. Time's like this I wish I was more into programming than flying. But I hate--" Celestia began.

"Droids. You hate droids." Poe finished for her. She had somewhat of an aversion to the things, she didn't know why but it was certainly something she couldn't shake.

BB-8 chirped angrily at her. "Except you, BB. You know that." She waved him off.

"W-wait-wait-wait-wait-wait. Rewind. What did you just say?" Finn shook his head at her brilliant intel. He hadn't thought of it.

"That I like BB-8?"

"No, before that."

"That I hate droids?"

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