This is me writing random stuff because I can.

Don't judge me.

Anyway don't expect high quality.

I literally just typed out random stuff as it came to me with zero filter and/or plan for what was going to happen.

"I want to eat a bantha," Fives blurted out.

"What do you think it would taste like?" Hardcase wondered, leaning against the table.

"I don't know. That's why I want to eat it." Fives rolled his eyes. 

"How would you cook it?" Jesse gazed at the ceiling as he thought.

"Who says we have to cook it?" Ahsoka grinned, flashing sharp teeth.

"You don't cook meat?" Kix questioned. "Aren't you worried about disease?"

Ahsoka shrugged. "Sometimes I cook it. Sometimes I don't. Togrutas don't need to cook it. We're not weak like you guys with flimsy stomachs."

"Interesting," Kix remarked. 

"I'd roast it," Fives suddenly said. "Slowly over a fire. It would get nice and juicy."

"I don't know," Echo skeptically said. "I think the meat would be stringy."

"Maybe." Fives put a finger on his chin as he mulled it over.

"With lots of seasoning," Hardcase said. 

"Spices!" Kix agreed.

"Don't do spice!" Echo scolded. "You're going to give Fives ideas!"

"No, I mean I would put spices on it! To add flavour!" Kix groaned.

"What would happen if you put spice on it?" Fives questioned.

"Here we go," Echo murmured.

"Let's go hunt down a bantha and eat it!" Ahsoka suggested. "That'll be fun!"

"Let's go!" Hardcase spring to his feet and sprinted away.

"Yeah!" Fives cheered, running after him.

The others followed.

"Let's never talk about that again," Kix decided as he wiped blood off his armour.

"Maker! What happened to you?" Rex shouted as he walked in. He looked on in alarm as Ahsoka flicked blood off her montrals.

They both froze, tensing under his gaze.

"Nothing," Ahsoka innocently said.

Fives, Echo, Jesse, and Hardcase dragged a dead bantha into the room, eyes going wide as they spotted Rex.

"What... What the kark did you do?" Rex demanded. 

"We're gonna eat it!" Fives enthusiastically said.

Rex pinched the bridge of his nose. "What?"

"Want to give it a try?" Hardcase grabbed a salt shaker.

"We're going to cook it ourselves!" Jesse held out a butcher knife.

Rex took the knife. "Fine. But only because I don't want Fives with a giant knife."

"I'll make the fire then!" Fives shouted before skipping off.

"No!" Everyone screamed and pulled him back.

Don't... don't ask me about what just happened. I have no idea what I just wrote 😭