𝐹𝑒𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑒 𝑖𝑛 501𝑠𝑡

2

Cutup, Fives, Echo, Heavy and the rest of the team all kinda were weirded out by the fact CT-34598 was a girl.

She just normally kept to herself and was quiet. She got annoyed with boy's from time to time but learned to deal with it. It was rather boring. Like every day. Faint music played in the background. Heavy was arm wrestling with one of his brothers.  Echo walked in reading a manual again. Heavy won. Again. For the 500th time in a row. "HA! Who's next?" He declared. "Fives?" Heavy offered.  "Uh, Shouldn't you be watching your scope? Heavy?" Echo, being the uptight person he is asked.

CT-34598 let out a quiet laugh. "Yeah, let's take a look." Heavy said sarcastically. He clicked a button to turn on the screen. "Hmm, what do you know?" He looked back at Echo. "All clear. Just like the last hundred time's I've looked at it." Heavy grumbled. "Personally, I like that it's so quiet out here." Echo huffed. "I can." He hit the thing in his hand. "Catch up on the reg manuals." He smiled slightly. "Echo what is wrong with you?" CT-34598 exclaimed with a slight groan. "We should be out in the front lines blasting droids." One of his brothers finished her sentence. "We still need a nickname for you by the way." Fives spoke up.

"Oh, Leave him alone." another clone chuckled. "They kept him in his growth jar to long." CT-34598 laughed along with the rest of the clones. "You uh, may not realized it yet, Fives, but you landed on the most boring post in the outer rim." A clone sighed crossing his arms as the Sargent walked up behind them. "And one of the most important." Sarge spoke. A clone looked at the Sargent and clicked the music off.  "Attention! Sargent on deck!" A clone shouted. They all rose and puffed their chests out and stood tall. "At ease." The Sargent said sternly. "Even though you are all new here.." His gaze would constantly go to CT-34598. "I shouldn't have to remind you that this quadrant is key to the outer rim. " Sarge walked around the room. "If the droids get past this station, they can surprise-attack the facilities, Where we-" he looked at CT-34598. "Where most of us were born on our home world of Kamino." He stopped walking. "There are some officers on the way. So I want everything squared away for inspection." Sarge said sternly. "Understood?" He asked.

"Sir, yes, sir!" The clones announced. But C.34 voice stood out. Like normal. The Sarge disappeared. "So. Name for CT-34698." Fives inspected her. "How about, Bark? Or Dream?" She looked at him. "Keep looking at me like that and see what happens." Her cutting grey eyes flared up. "Y-yes ma'am." Fives backed up. One of his brother's laughed quietly.

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An alarm blared. One of the clones looked up from what he was doing. "Sir, In coming Meteor shower." the clone looked at Sarge. "Raise the shields." Sarge said simply. The clone nodded. He sat down.

"You wanted excitement, Heavy." CT-34598 shouted at the clone. "Yeah." Heavy replied. "Ooh, Meteor shower." he said sarcastically under his breath.

The Meteor's hit against the shield and on the land around them. The plant shook as the meteor's struck.

The deck officer pulled down his visors and looked around. "What the-" He notices a claw like pod. A commando droid popped up in front of him. Some attacked from behind and tazed him. He screams in pain. then dropped to the ground. A droid drags him off.

5 droids jump out of the pod and run towards the base.

"Get these doors open." One droid said to another. "Roger, Roger." The other droid nodded. It pulled the panel covering the wiring of the door. He went to work.

"CT-327, report in." Sarge spoke into the com, "Sentry, do you copy?" He spoke again. "Interference from the meteors?" A clone offered. "I don't see him down there, Sarge." Fives replied. "You two, go find him." Sarge ordered two clones. They nod, grabbing there helmets and running off. They run past Sarge who watched them over his shoulder.