Rey was quickly realizing that having a rideable pet in your room could be quite interesting. Byelo Ren had already made a nasty pile in the corner and was possibly humping the arm it had stolen from C3P-0. She cleaned up, decided she would have to find a way to stable it outside in the future, and helped herself to a bath when the next message came through, jolting her with the strong-yet-catchy sound of the dark side. The splash she made startled her new lizard, who hissed and climbed the wall, only to fall down onto her bed with a displeased growl.
She sighed and used the force to grab the holopad and dragged it close to shut the music off and read the message. “Oh. Oh fuck. Does no one in this place read before they eat things?” She tossed the holopad aside and ran off to see if she could at least stop some of the disaster.
Most of the pilots hadn’t been brave enough to try it, she was thankful to discover, but she could smell on her approach to his quarters that Poe had unfortunately tried it. Sounds of wailing and gnashing of teeth, along with begging for everything to end, emanated from his door. She grabbed some charcoal and went in, knowing this was going to be ugly for them both.
Early in the morning a message was sent to Kylo Ren, Admiral Ackbar’s famous quote “It’s a trap!” repeating endlessly with a dubstep beat to announce it.
Kylo you caused a shitstorm,
And I mean that literally - the base will never be the same. I have seen the end. No one was spared, not even the children. I’m pretty sure what nose hair I had has been burned away.
I have taken the liberty of sending you a return gift, although, I admittedly had some help from a friend in picking it out. He assured me that he had a feeling he knew what sort of things you liked, and even demanded the right to personalize it with me. I... I still don’t quite get it. But I hope you like it.
[X] Yes but only the Jakku thing, I swear. Even if you do have very nice hair.
Rey, Jedi Scavenger who makes it look good and superior pilot
P.S.: Your mother did. Mother’s can tell some seriously interesting stories.
Only minutes later a knock at his door signaled the arrival of a small, innocent looking box, a tag bearing his name brightly lit against it. Now that it registered it’s arrival, the lid slid open and the contents started inflating into a large blow up doll, it’s face sharpied with the likeness of Vader’s mask. Moments later it stood before it’s new owner, mask to mask.
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