Echo was on a plane on his way to the tropical islands of Hawai'i for a relaxing vacation in the sun and the sand. He'd read up on all the brochures, and researched all of the places they were going, and was still anxious. Fives thought that a sunny vacation would be good for his brother, who he claimed was 'getting as pale as an albino' staying inside and reading all the time.

It wasn't like it was Echo's fault that he enjoyed reading.

Echo watched anxiously as the flight attendants showed the passengers on the plane what to do in the event of an 'unfortunate accident.' Echo hadn't had much experience with civilian planes and wasn't quite trusting enough (after having been shot down countless times in combat) to not read the safety manual around 50 times.

"Calm down, Echo, we'll be fine..." Fives said, trying to reassure his high-strung brother. It didn't help that Fives had listened to 'It's the End of the World as We Know It', Suicide Machines cover, all the way in the drive over to the airport.

The female- er, young woman- in the seat in front of them turned around with a smile and asked, "Is that your names? Echo and Fives?"

"Yup!! I'm Fives" -He indicated the 5 tattoo on his right temple with a flirty wink- "And this is Echo. You can tell who he is because of his big, puppy eyes, just begging for you to cuddle him..." He reached over to Echo, and pulled on his lower eyelids.

"Fives!! Gerroff!!" Echo squirmed, batting at his brother's arms, and when that failed to dissuade him, jabbed him in the side, right below his ribs. Fives yelped and returned to his own personal space.

"Kids!! Stop it," Rex groaned. The two were acting like younglings!! He'd have thought that they'd know better, but in hindsight, it was to be expected.

"Yes Dad," Fives replied cheekily.

The girl next to him looked at Rex. "Are they really your kids?!" She gasped, astonished. Her skin was rather tan, and she was wearing a short dress with leggings; her hair was parted into three ponytials, and had two feathers sticking up in the back.

Rather than questioning her odd fashion sense, he decide to answer her question.

"No, they're my brothers. But they act like children..."

His in-flight neighbor giggled and held out her hand. "I'm Ahsoka."

"Rex."

"Oooh, Rex found a giiirl..." Fives declared to Echo in a stage whisper. By this time the plane had started taxi-ing, and was soon about to lift off into the air, so luckily for Rex and Ahsoka, the sound of the engines working drowned out Fives' voice.

Echo just raised an eyebrow and tried to see past Fives, who had the window seat. It was a lovely day, all sun and clouds and blue sky. Beautiful.

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"It says, 'SHAKE FIRST'!!"

"I am shaking it!!"

"No, you're not!!"

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"Fives!! The seat buckle light isn't off yet!! Don't unbuckle your seat belt yet!!"

"Oh my..."

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"Why are they throwing up? That was nothing!!"

"Fives!! Have some tact, for pity's sake!!"

"Sorry..."

By this time Rex and Ahsoka had swapped numbers and e-mails, Fives had calmed down from what was probably a POG- induced sugar high ("You're lucky that Harcase wasn't there!!"), and Echo was finally looking forward for the chance to catch some rays.

A/N: I was on a plane today, and I had this idea... Oh yeah, and when everyone else was facing the front, you know, to escape the horror that is the plane - I mean, leave the plane - I was facing the back, and when I realized this, I thought... Of course, facing forward would just be too mainstream... *Rolls eyes*

Anyways, I decided to do this little spoof about these guys on a plane, and decided to dramatacize their personalities a little. Please understand that this is a spoof ^^ And that they are all human. It's kind of a real-life-humanified-a-u.

Please comment and vote!! In all honesty this was only my second humor fic (the first being Gollum-Smeagol-Marty-Stugol), so I understand if you didn't laugh ^^ At least comment for ways for me to improve, please.