I DO NOT OWN THESE CHARACTERS
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It had been a long day of training and (Y/N) was utterly exhausted.
"Oh, come on, (Y/N), training wasn't THAT bad," Hevy plopped down on his bunk, which was across from yours, and he took off his helmet.
(Y/N) eyerolled and groaned. "Oh I'm sorry, Hevy, you've just been been trained for about, oh, I dunno, TWO MORE YEARS THAN ME?" (Y/N) said sarcastically. Echo snickered. Hevy eyerolled.
"Very funny, (Y/N)." she groaned again and lay down on her bunk with a datapad. The sky started to get dark. Fives and Hardcase arrived only a few moments later and Echo had his earbuds in. Jesse followed suit with Dogma and Tup behind him.
It was oddly quiet for a Thursday night. Too quiet, in fact. (Y/N) wasn't the only one suspicious. Dogma shared Jesse a look and Jesse eyed Fives and Hardcase suspiciously. (Y/N) started to get tired. "I'm calling it a night," she said, setting down the data pad and taking her (h/c) hair out of it's ponytail. "Night, (Y/N)." And she drifted off to sleep.
(Y/N) groaned as she sat up. Something had woken her up. Echo still had his earbuds in. Oh no, she thought, and she braced herself for:
"aS hE cAmE iN tHrOuGh ThE wInDoW, wItH tHe SoUnD oN-"
"SHUT THE KRIFF UP! aH!"
"Aw man, Jesse, I was killin' it!"
"Killing my eardrums..."
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The Chaos of 501st
HumorBASICALLY just a bunch of pranks and more that the 501st Squadron did when they were bored. None of the images are mine. *WARNING* Language
