Pfft, think of this as the drabble that turned into a 2000 words fic :P
”Hey! I wasgoing to eat that!”
stopped dead in her tracks with the spoon filled with pasta Bolognese hanging
in front of her mouth. Quickly she glanced around in the room to see who had
spoken. Not that she had to, because in the next moment she sensed him in the
stepped out of the shadows, his disappointment evident both on his face and in
his whole force signature. Quickly she dropped the spoon into the bowl,
realizing that the bowl was hopelessly empty. A wave of guilt hit her like a
punch in the face. Here she were munching on some leftovers because she felt
like it, while men like Echo, her men,
had to survive on ration bars for most of the time. What a great Jedi I make, Drala thought bitterly.
Echo. I didn’t know it was your snack. Believe me, had I known I wouldn’t have
chewed it up like some starved bantha.”
before he gave Drala a small, tired smile. “It’s fine, Commander Bülow. I was
just hoping that I’d have a chance to eat that before ship-out tomorrow
morning. You couldn’t know, I should’ve marked it.”
smiled sadly at him as he addressed her as Commander Bülow. “Echo, please. What
have I told you about calling me by my rank? Would it hurt you terribly to call
me Drala like everyone else? I’m no military genius, so don’t bother to address
me as one.”
smile grew genuine at her words, and Drala could let out a sigh of relief as
she felt how some of his disappointment ebbed out. Not all of it, though.
haven’t baked in a while, and I’ve been told that my muffins could fit in any
bakery” she said with a wink. “Care to join me? You don’t have to share them
with Fives either.”
laugh escaped Echo, and Drala felt how something tingled inside of her at the
sound, as if making the ARC smile was enough to make her feel happy with life.
But wasn’t that what being a Jedi was about?
guess I can’t pass up such a golden opportunity. Just bear with me, I’ve never
baked anything before.” Echo shot her a soft smile, and Drala found that a
feeling of horror crept up on her. Why had she suggested baking? Hadn’t she
learned by now that baking always ended in tears for her?
swallowed and tried to put on a brave face for Echo’s sake.
be a problem, I’ve done this a lot before.”
curse escaped Drala as the paste spluttered all over her robes. Echo winced as
she tried to brush it off with a hand, but all she managed to succeed with was
to smudge it all over her even more. With a loud sigh she turned to Echo,
smiling tiredly as if to show him that she wasn’t effected at all by this.
about the curses,” she apologized. “It was
a while since I baked.”
worry about it, Drala,” Echo said with a warm smile as he offered her a wet
towel. Smiling in gratefulness, Drala took it from him and begun to clean
herself up. “I’ve lived with Cutup all of my life, it’s not like a little mess
is going to phase me.”
snorted as she tried to imagine just what kind of situations Cutup had gotten
himself to over the years. Absently she reached a spoon down into the bowl of
paste and scooped up some of it. Before she had even time to register what was
happening she was offering the spoon to Echo.
taste it,” she encouraged him as he looked warily at it. “It’s nice and sweet.”
thoughtful expression on his face, Echo took the spoon from Drala and stuck it
into his mouth. At first he just chewed on it, then his face lit up in surprise
as the taste obviously hit him. With a wide grin on his face he turned to
Drala, looking like a child who’d just discovered something extraordinary in
don’t think I’ve ever tasted anything like that.” Echo said, his grin only
widening as he saw Drala blush redder than the Chancellor’s robes. Then he did
something that not even the force could have predicted.
Echo leaned down to kiss Drala on her mouth. It was a hasty, brief touch of
their lips, but a kiss none the less. Drala was shocked, to say in the least.
For what seemed like an eternity they just stared at each other as they both
tried to catch up with what had happened. Then it felt as if Drala had slammed
herself into a wall of horror. However, it took her a while to figure out that
it wasn’t her own horror that she felt.
she gazed over at Echo, who seemed to be beating himself up over and over for
what had happened. When he caught her looking at him, the guilt he emitted became
unbearable for Drala to stand. It was time to take action.
had the chance to open his mouth, Drala placed a calming hand on his shoulder.
She knew that she was crazy to do this, but regulations be damned.
know that things are just going to get more awkward if we don’t talk, but give
me a minute to put the muffins in the oven?”
The brave attempt
at humor did little to ease up the situation, but it was something. As Drala
knelt before the oven, she tried to sort think of something to say. The
tingling sensation that she had felt earlier were still there, and with a start
Drala realized that she had felt this
before around the ARC. It was a tingling sensation of excitement, anticipation,
A Jedi does not form attachments, the voices of her old masters
berated her. Drala had sworn not to fall in love. But then again, it was awfully convenient how most Jedi decided to
break the Code when it suited them. Because weren’t Jedi supposed to be
peacemakers, not warriors? And yet here they were, fighting a bloody war. How
convenient to ignore that part of the Code.
to reality by an anxious feeling tugging at her consciousness, Drala turned to
Echo with what without doubt could’ve been the most ridiculous smile in the
galaxy. The puzzled look Echo gave her only confirmed that thought. But for
just this one time in her short life, Drala would not be held back by her inner fears, even if she died trying.
she begun, feeling how the nervousness already had begun to tear at her. “Do
you care for me?”
I-“ Echo stuttered, looking so scared and confused in that moment. In his mind, he felt even more like a
frightened child than a hardened soldier.
yes or no is enough, you know,” Drala said with a smile as she once again
placed a hand on his shoulder. She felt how his muscles tensed as he inhaled
deeply, then relaxed again as the breath slipped out. “Yes.” he blurted out,
closing his eyes as if he crossed his heart and hoped to die. Despite herself,
Drala felt how a smile had begun to tug at the corners of her lips. He cared for her.
I happen to care a lot about you too, my sweet, di’kutla, friend, this could
either be a problem or something very good, depending on your point of view. Believe
me, Jedi do a lot of that kind of
Drala, you’re not being responsible now,” Echo said, but despite his protests,
Drala could feel a spark of hope in his force signature. He hoped that Drala was being serious. “You’re
a Jedi, you’re not allowed to have relationships. If anyone found out…please,
Drala, I don’t want you to throw away your entire future for me.”
smiled and shook her head. It would be up to her to convince him otherwise, she
realized as much now.
“Echo. None of us are irresponsible persons. I know for certain that this is what life
has in store for me. I mean, think about it. You like me, I like you. It would
only make things easier for us to admit this, don’t you think?”
looked slightly unconvinced, though. “Well, you’re not wrong…” he begun,
awkwardly rubbing the back of his head as he spoke. “But I’m still older than
you…I… it would feel wrong. As if I… violated you in some way.”
to stifle a snort as she heard that. It sounded so ridiculous, yet she felt
deeply touched by his concern. And here
media claimed that clones had no soul…
speaking, you’re younger than me. I’m fifteen, and you’re only eleven. So
basically it would be me who exploited you,” she said jokingly. “Besides,
loving someone is about way more than
sex…even if I’m sure that’s not unpleasant either.”
Finally the ice broke between them. A low chuckle came
from Echo as he shook his head at her words. Drala grinned widely at him in
“Just what am I going to do with you, Drala?”
Echo asked, smiling fondly at her. Quickly Drala debated with herself whether
the next thing she would say was so smart or not, but in the end she decided to
go for it.
starters you could kiss me properly.”
ridiculous, really. For a second she felt self-conscious about how she barely
reached up to Echo’s shoulder, but in the next she had forgotten everything
about her height as Echo once again pressed his lips against hers.
they got it right. To say that Echo was a fast learner was an understatement,
and Drala felt how she melted into his touch as he wrapped his strong arms
around her. Wait…speaking of melting, there was
something off about how the room smelled. Then it struck her.
“SHEBS!” she shouted, effectively making
Echo jump in surprise. “I forgot about the