I'm obviously coming with you . ᶠᴿᴼᴹ: @arunit
threepio didn’t need any translations to help him detect the astromech’s stubborn and unyielding stance. artoo was as determined like no other that the protocol droid had stored in his entire memory bank. an admirable quality, but also one that bore the fruits of great anxiety. how many adventures had the two of them been on together that hadn’t resulted in near calamity?
his golden dome turned as much as it could in the direction where artoo sat by, his photoreceptors blinking in acknowledgment. ❝ what do you mean obviously? that’s not up to you, r2d2! you are not our master. why could you not have been programmed to be more obedient? ❞
and as usual, threepio could already feel the tightness in his wires. he was already beginning to have a bad feeling about this.












