Kanan and Kyle.

KananPOV

Why Kyle? Why? You just tranquilized Sato. Gawd. I hate you. Of course I will never him that, because I can't get the chance to. Kyle takes off running as soon as Sato falls over. He takes Hera's hand, and runs off. Out of the Café. And of course the medical droids were no help at all. They were all: 

"So how did it happen? Who was the attacker? Hey, aren't you wanted for murder?"

I sigh. Some droids are so stupid. But I reply anyway. "Kyle, Kyle, and no."

"Who is this, Ky-el?"

I glare at them. They are idiots, I swear, even Chopper is better than them. 'Oh my maker!' I come to a sudden realization. "Chopper!" The medical droids stare at me. I jump up, and run off. Not caring or noticing that behind me, the bounty hunters are chasing after me. I am a genius.

ChopperPOV

"Bwop beop Bwop bep."

ChopperPOV~translated

"No you are not."

KananPOV

"Shut up Chopper." I hate that astromech. Or whatever he is. "Choppy, please..."

He beeps a no.

"I hate you."

"Bwop."

I sigh. He can be so annoying, at times.

I even have a nickname for him: "Chop-dé-bwop."

Now that I think about it... it isn't really a good name. Oh well. I pick up Chopper, and shake him.

"Chop. Er. Help. Me."

"You won't get far, doing that."

I smile as I recognize that voice.

"Hello there, Fulcrum."

Ahsoka laughs. "What are you? Master Kenobi?"

I do my best Anikan Skywalker impression. "Maybe Snips."

"It's Kyle, isn't it?"

"Yep."

KylePOV

I take Hera, and run. Her hand is warm in mine. I squeeze it as I run. We stop in an abandoned doorway. I breathe heavily as she looks into my eyes.

I don't know what happened. She leaned up. I leaned down. Her lips pressed against mine, and our tongues fought for dominance.

She pulls away with a gasp. "Ky..."

I smirk. She used the nickname. That means she isn't mad.

"Caleb's gonna be so mad."

"I don't care."

O...Kay... either Hera is drunk, or she really enjoyed that. I know I did.

HeraPOV

Ky... I kissed Ky... I kissed Kyle... I KISSED KYLE!!!!!! Oh my... KRIFF. KRIFF. KRIFF. WHY WOULD I DO THAT. I AM AN IDIOT. I SHOULD NEVER DO THAT AGAIN.

"Get over here Kyle!" I wrap my arms around his neck, and start a make out session.

Why. Did. I. Do. That?

I can't help loving him.

Can I?

ZebPOV

I'm hungry.

Kyle said there was food in the fridge. I think.

Space Waffles. And Syrup. He said I could have food. So, this food is mine. 

Nomnomnomnomnomnom!

Gone. The food is gone.