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Story Time

Okay so this may seem like a Plo x Wolffe thing, but they're supposed to be father/son in this. I promise I do not ship Plo x Wolffe and they're more like father/son anyway.

So this was gonna be one of the celebration one-shots, but I gave up on those and will rewrite them all. Right now, this has 1.4K reads on Wattpad and 6k on fanfiction.net. I think that is a kinda big difference, so when everything evens out a bit more or something, I'll post them. Sorry, I feel like an idiot for doing this.

TW: drunk people

Plo Koon didn't know why he decided to visit the Wolfpack, he just did. Part of him regretted it. But part of him didn't, however his feelings on the matter didn't matter. He was dealing with four drunk clones.

"Can someone explain what happened?" Plo asked carefully, one wrong move could make them get distracted and ignore his questions.

Sinker hesitated and bit his lip. "So...we went to this one place with my favorite drink, alcohollllll," he hiccuped, "and Wolffffffe, my best friend," he laughed, "haha we're not frrrrrriends." Sinker hiccuped.

"Y-y-ou s-sure about th-th-that?" Wolffe stumbled over his own words. "Yyyyyou stoooole my alcohol."

Comet laughed. "I think I'm best friends with Sinker." He pointed to Boost.

"I-I-I knew I was Sinker, guys!" Boost waved his hands in the air, hitting Wolffe in the face. "I told you guys!"

Plo Koon sighed. "Can you all make it to your beds?"

He received weird nods and grunts, but wasn't sure if he was supposed to believe them. "Good. Now go to them and stay there."

Everyone groaned, but they still listened. Their walking was uneven, and they all fell down multiple times. That was until Wolffe bent over and threw up, of course.

Plo frowned. "Wolffe, you should stay."

As soon as everyone was gone, Plo picked up his commander and set him down on the couch nearby. Then, he grabbed cleaning supplies and began cleaning up the throw up.

"I'm sorry." Wolffe mumbled.

"It's okay, Wolffe." Plo said back. He really didn't blame anyone for this.

"But...I threw up on the floor." Wolffe argued weakly.

Plo sighed. "Well I still don't blame you."

"You sh-sh-should though." Wolffe said.

"How about I tell you a story?" Plo said to change the subject. He could sense Wolffe nod, so he started telling the story. "There once was a Padawan who was very disobedient and his Master wasn't very patient with him. They fought a lot and often got into arguments. One day, the Padawan got lost on a mission to go find and stop pirates from doing illegal things, and when he came back, his Master was gone." Plo had finished cleaning up the throw up, and walked over to where Wolffe was, and sat down in a chair nearby. "The Padawan didn't know what to do, so he looked for evidence, but found nothing. So, he went to a nearby bar, and he wandered around the forest. He had given up."

"I-is there a point to this?" Wolffe hiccupped. "I don't want to hear more of all your Jedi shit."

"Yes, there is." Plo said, rubbing his commander's back. "The Padawan had no idea what to do. Pretty soon, he wandered into the camp where the pirates lived, and his master was there. The Padawan had no idea what to do, so he ran into the camp with no cover, just him and his lightsaber. He got caught, of course, but managed to distract the pirates enough for his Master to grab his lightsaber. The Padawan's Master was sneaky. He had been trying to get out of his restraints since he got there, so he was able to quickly take out the pirates nearest to him. Soon, the Padawan's Master had made all the pirates unconscious, and freed his Padawan before calling the nearby town, telling them about the pirates. In the end, the Padawan and his Master became closer and they no longer fought as much. They became a better team. The end." Plo finished. By the time he finished the story, Wolffe had fallen asleep, and he could see Comet, Sinker, and Boost peeking behind the door, asleep as well.

Okay, time to get myself to go to sleep now. Plo decided. It wasn't every day he told a story of himself as a Padawan.

Weeeee how fun. I still have no idea what to draw for the cover. I might do something simple like a cool color-y thing in the background and just like, something Star Wars related on the front. I literally have no idea. Any ideas would be nice.

Have a good day/night or time on an alien planet. 

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