Listen peeps, I know that Mando isn't exactly the softest little cinnamon roll out there, and he's kind of a hard headed little baby, but right now, I'm making Mando soft, just accept it pls. 

Third Person POV, same rules as last time: 

The small, muddy canyon echoed with each step the Mandalorian took. The dirt and rocks crunched beneath his worn boots, and tiny lizards scurried and chittered about, weaving in between his feet and up behind the rocks. 

The pod hummed and hovered next to him. The creature looked out, turning it's head and perking it's ears at each new noise and sight. 

Something crunched above Mando.

The Mandalorian grabbed his blaster just as a trandoshan jumped down and smacked him across the helmet with an axe of some sort. Mando backed up and grabbed a hold of the axe, pushing it away. Suddenly, another trandoshan jumped out, and hit him with another axe. 

Mando and the trandoshan grunted at impact, and were caught in a flurry of movements before the Mandalorian pushed the other far away. 

Then, in the midst of their battle, yet another Trandoshan jumped down, with yet another axe. What the hell is going on right now..

The three men grunted and hit each other with their weapons, the trandoshans attacking and Mando dodging. Mando whipped his pusle rifle around, and hit one of the trandoshans right in the head, knocking him down to the ground. Just as he did that, the other started to run to the pod, which was holding the green...bean. 

Mando quickly vaporized the other hunter, and stepped towards the pod and now smoking pile of clothing. There on the mud covered ground was a fob, which was beeping at an alarming rate. I guess that there were more on the job than the old prune said there were. 

The green creature cooed and blinked at the panting warrior. Mando shook his head. 

...

The dust covered terrain made it difficult to walk through, but the warrior made it up four rocky dunes before he bent down to clutch his armored knees. T'Challa, why are there so many hills?? The Mandalorian thought, panting behind the helmet. He squeezed his eyes shut, just taking  in the darkness behind his eyelids. 

One deep breath in, one, two, three, four.

One deep breath out, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight.

Phew. 

Before Mando opened his eyes, he heard something. It sounded like a whistle, but also like a scream, high pitched and ultrasonic. It pierced through his ears under his helmet, which did nothing to protect them from the sounds. The Mandalorian's eyes opened very wide, and he looked around to see where it was coming from. The small child in the pod squeezed it's ears to it's baldish but slightly hairy green head. The Mandalorian shut the pod doors, as if to protect it as much as he could. 

Mando looked up, in the direction that the sound was coming from. In the blue sky above him, there was a comet, or an asteroid, or some sort of debris that was falling towards the rocky surface of the planet. It was heating up, and there were flames that were beginning to form under and around the object.

Mando's eyes widened more as he realized that whatever was falling was going to make an impact, and that impact would be severely close to where he and the pod were located. The Mandalorian grabbed the pod and pushed it down the tall hill, with the creature still inside, and made a run for it. 

The comet made impact with the surface, and for a moment, there was silence. But then it basically exploded. 

This exciting turn of events caused our metal-clad warrior to swan dive off of the side of the sand dune, and go rolling down the side, with rocks and sand and dirt and mud chasing after him and the pod. 

Oh shit. 

...

When Mando opened his eyes, there was a rock on his arm. 

And it was fucking heavy. 

The Mandalorian grunted and pushed it off, rubbing out his sore arm as he sat up, looking for the pod with the green bean in it. The pod was located conveniently right above him, so as he sat up, Mando smashed his helmeted head against the pod, causing the pod to move back and the inside of his helmet to smash his forehead. 

"oW," said the mighty warrior. 

The Mandalorian stood up, and dusted off his armor, and beat out his sandy cape. The dune that he had just jumped off of (10/10 on the dive btw, impeccable form) was now covered in random rocks and even more sand than before. 

Well, it wouldn't hurt to go see what it was...

Oh and boy was he wrong. 

Sorry that this one was so short, chapter three is being written right now, don't worry, I'm going to try and get it done tonight, just so that you can meet my gay angel.....

Word count: 765 (I know I'm sorry it was so short, I'm coming back though don't worry.)

Also, a random fact about me is that I can't sleep with socks on unless it's subzero degrees outside....otherwise I can't sleep....

10/23/20

Hope you enjoyed

-Kermit :)