Caspyn sighed.

"Are you sure you don't want to come?" Felix asked for what had to be the tenth time, and Caspyn shook his head again.

"I really can't Felix, I'm sorry. But I... I do have something for you."

He let out a sharp whistle, and a small droid rolled towards them.

"This... I just finished it," Caspyn explained shyly, "I... I want you to take it with. As a reminder."

"You invented that?" Felix's eyes went wide. The small droid looked almost identical to BB-8, probably because it was the same kind of droid. Caspyn nodded.

"It's thanks to you actually... You reminded me of my sister, and I know she'd have wanted me to finish it. I called her Calypso1, or C1 for short."

"Calypso..." Felix repeated, inspecting the small droid.

The droid beeped three times, as if it was saying it's own name, and Felix grinned.

"It's ingenious..." Felix whispered, "what can I say? Thank you wouldn't be enough. Don't you need him to be able to make another for yourself?"

"No it's okay," Caspyn assured him, "I remember the most important parts."

"Hey Snowflakes, are you COMING?" Sam shouted from inside the Quinjet. The whirr of the engines was slowly become louder and louder.

"JUST GIVE ME A MOMENT!" Felix shouted back.

"Take her," Caspyn ordered, gesturing to C1.

Felix gave Caspyn one last hug, and Rue, standing in the entrance to the Quinjet, waved Caspyn goodbye. They'd already said goodbye to Leia, Han, Chewie and Luke, and secretly Felix was thankful that they were leaving the owner of the Millenium Falcon and the Rebels behind. Their relationship had twisted into some crazy love hexagon; Sam liked Han, Han like Leia, Leia liked Luke, Luke liked... Leia? And maybe Sam.

And Luke is friends with Rue and Rue is friends with you and you have a crush on Sam. Hexagon complete.

Shut up brain.

"Bye Pym!" Sam shouted from the cockpit, and Caspyn cocked his head like a puppy, Calypso imitating him.

"I really need to meet this Pym sometime," he commented to Felix.

"Bye Caspyn," Felix smiled, and he walked towards the Quinjet.

Calypso1 started to follow him, but stopped as soon as she realized that Caspyn wasn't following.

"Go on!" Caspyn encouraged the small droid, "Felix is your new owner."

The droid beeped uncertainly, rolling a few paces towards Felix, and then back a few steps in Caspyn's direction.

"Go on Calypso," Caspyn instructed, "and be good okay?"

Calypso1 turned to Felix.

"Are you coming?" Felix asked, and C1 seemed to glance once more at Caspyn before following Felix into the Quinjet.

"Bye C1..." Caspyn muttered so quietly nobody heard it.

The doors closed, and slowly the Quinjet began to take off.

"Set the navigator to the Besh Gorgon system," Felix instructed, "we're headed for The Wheel."

"We don't have a navigation system idiot," Sam rolled her eyes, "otherwise we wouldn't go to the Wheel in the first place."

Felix rolled his eyes back, and Rue laughed.

"I know that idiot, I was just trying to write a good ending for this chapter. But now you've ruined the moment."

Sam steered the Quinjet out of the snowy blizzards of Hoth, and into star-filled space.

"Where to, Felix the Navigation System?"

"Left, Mind Shtick."

"What do you have with nicknames?" Rue enquired curiously.

"It's an Avengers thing I guess," Sam answered.

"It's a Stark thing," Felix corrected, "and everyone else kind of goes along with it."

"Can I have a nickname?" Rue asked, and Felix and Samantha exchanged a thoughtful look.

"How about treehugger?" Felix suggested, and Sam quickly shook her head.

"Nah, we need something better. Something more Rue... How about Sparkles?"

"How is that more Rue than treehugger?" Felix asked, and Sam shrugged.

"It's not, but it's my idea, which automatically makes it more or less twenty times better."

Burrnnnn.

How many times do I have to tell you to SHUT UP!??!

I might shut up if you admit your love to Sam.

Great. That means it'll never happen.

That depends on you.

Just... just... let me focus on my conversation like a near-decent person. Please?

...

Thank you.

 "Felix, are you okay?" Sam waved her hand in front of Felix's face, and he shook his head quickly to snap back into reality.

"What? Oh. Yes. I'm fine."

"You have to stop zoning out like that Frosty," Sam shook her head, facing back to the steering-wheel-that-wasn't-even-a-wheel.

"I just sort of get lost in thought..." Felix muttered under his breath.

"Well, you have no idea where we'll end up next. For all we know we could end up in the middle of a fight, and I can not have you distracted in the middle of a fight."

"Sorry," Felix apologized, and Sam stared at him.

"What?" He asked, slightly agitated by her stare.

"You apologized..." Sam whispered, "we need to get you to a doctor."

"Shut up Mind Shtick."

"Oh, he's fine," Rue grinned, "if he called you Mind Shtick he's okay."

Sam gave his one more dubious glance before focusing on the way ahead.

"It that The Wheel?" Rue enquired, pointing to an enormous space station up ahead.

"I... I think so," Felix frowned, "but... we shouldn't have gotten there this fast. That's kind of... odd."

"What's the plan Frosty?"

"I preferred Snowflakes."

"I know, that's why I'm using Frosty. But seriously, what's the plan?"

"We go there, and find anybody who knows how to fix a navigations panel."

"Do we need to have that fixed?" Rue enquired, and Felix nodded.

"Maybe if we can fix it, we can just set the destination to 'home'."

"Small side note," Sam chimed up, "does any of you have any money? Because I somehow don't think that everyone is as friendly as the Rebels were."

"We have C1," Felix gestured to the small droid, which beeped in distress.

"Just kidding Calypso," Felix reassured C1, "anyway, I think we have a couple of valuables... right? We have some currencies from the other planets we were originally visiting for out mission..."

"That feels like ages ago," Sam muttered, "but you're right, I have some here somewhere. Okay, where do we land?"

Felix ran his eyes over The Wheel.

"There."