I was having a moment yesterday of just really wanting ltfad rex and cody to be together and know they are okay. Don’t read too much into this as far as the story goes. I was just having feels. And given the state of this fandom I’m sure some people would want me to share this and have feels with me lol.
(this should go without saying but this is 100% brotherly love, not anything else)
It’s Inktober and I decided to make a Star Wars: ‘The Clone Wars’ themed one because I fell extremely in love with this series in the last two months. The first three days are dedicated to my favorite clones ❤
Day 1: Commander Wolffe (such a grumpy cat <3) Day 2: Commander Cody Day 3: Captain Rex
Rex’s eyes were gritty from lack of sleep, and he gave up trying to parse the sentence the third time the words blurred together.
“What time is it?” he asked, tossing the data pad aside.
Cody looked up from his pad. The only concession he made to the reams of reports they were going through was the carafe of caf at his elbow and the mussed tangle of his hair from running his hands through it.
“No idea,” Cody said, standing. “Pass me my kit.”
Later, Rex blamed the exhaustion for how he unthinkingly passed it over. Cody picked out what looked like a sonic detonator, fiddled with the settings, and then keyed open the door and tossed it into the hall.
“Oh fuck,” Rex said, scrambling backwards as Cody serenely keyed the door shut.
Even through the closed door and on one of the lowest settings, the damn thing squealed loud enough it made Rex’s teeth ached and the wax in his ears bubble.
There was the sound of several panicked bodies hitting the floor followed by vicious swearing as the detonator mercifully died away.
Cody opened the door to the shocked awake faces of several brothers as they spilled out into The Negotiator’s hall.
“What the fuck, sir?” Wooley demanded, living up to his namesake as his was a giant cloud burst about his head. “Are we under attack?”
There was a deep and heavy sigh as Kenobi stepped into view, robe wrapped loosely about his body and dark circles under his eyes.
“It is currently ten after five Coruscant time,” Kenobi said, pinning Cody with a look that was equal parts exasperated and amused.
“Thank you, sir,” Cody said. “You can go back to bed, boys. We’ll talk about your response time in the morning.”
“This is why I dream of you dying,” Boil muttered as they headed back to their racks. “It’s so peaceful.”
“And,” Kenobi said once the hall cleared, “this is why I bought you a watch, Commander.”
“Lost it on our last campaign,” Cody answered, “when you led us into that lake.”
Kenobi’s expression didn’t change. “Ah, well, I suppose I walked into that one. Get some rest, both of you. You look terrible.”
“No worse than you, sir,” Cody said, and Kenobi made a rude gesture before retreating back to his quarters.
“If I were you” Rex said, pressing a knuckle against one ear, “I’d be worried about friendly fire in my future.”
“I’d like to see them try,” Cody said, and threw a pillow at his face.