For catawampuscorner and their amazing artwork of baby clones in animal onesies. I saw their work and became inspired. I hope you like this little thing.
Word Count: 338
Characters: Obi-wan, Anakin, Cody
I hope you enjoy.
Obi-wan came to a stop in the doorway. He let out a huge sigh. “Anakin. When I said watch them I did not mean dress them up in… what are these?”
“Animal onesies. It’s to keep them straight. Do you have any idea how often Wolffe and Fox played tricks on us? It’s a nightmare. So… I bring you… Cody as a bee. Rex as a rabbit. Wolffe as a wolf. Fox as a Fox.”
“Oh, how original,” Obi-wan muttered.
“Echo and Fives as a penguin because they wanted something together. We have Tech as an owl, Crosshair as a skunk. He really liked the story I told about how they spray stinky stuff to keep people away. Now he runs around trying to do it himself. And Hunter as a bat…”
“Anakin. Wait. How many were affected?” Obi-wan brought a hand to his chin.
“All of them. Every single clone was made to be like this. I’ve already ordered more onesies. I think we might have to get two for some because Tech is a little menace.” Anakin paused. “Don’t worry Master. Between all the planets in the galaxy, there has to be at least one for every trooper. Now, we have Thorn as a goat. Keeli as a ram.”
Obi-wan sighed and rubbed his hand down his face. This was going to be interesting.
A FEW WEEKS LATER…
"Please Master? Just until we are fixed?" Anakin widened his eyes beneath the hood of the cat onesie he was wearing.
"No Anakin. I'm not wearing that." Obi-wan turned up his nose at the bear outfit Anakin was holding out for him.
"Please?" Cody in his bee onesie walked up to him. "Please?"
Obi-wan sighed deeply. "Fine. Only for a few hours.”
Obi-wan put on the onesie.
Anakin fell over laughing. “I didn’t think you would actually do it.”
Obi-wan crossed his arms and leveled an unimpressed look at his padawan.
“Story?” Cody held out a book to Obi-wan.
Obi-wan melted. “Sure, my dear. I’ll read to you.”
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Part two to the mini series. I hope you all enjoy it and I love all the responses I’m getting.
Word Count: 400
Characters: Obi-wan, Anakin, Crosshair, Dogma, Hardcase, Rex and Cody
Enjoy and go give catawampuscorner some love.
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Obi-wan groaned. “I’m going to do something awful to you that will make you cry.”
“Aw, Master. But you look so cute.” Anakin beamed from under his cat-eared hood.
“How many of these did you order Anakin?” Obi-wan demanded.
“As many as I could. And… I charged them to Mace’s account. Look! Howzer is a platypus. Oh! And I got Monnk a shark. Bly, I got a duck onesie.” Anakin held up outfit after outfit. “Boil and Waxer wanted to be similar so I got them a moth and butterfly.”
“Anakin,” Obi-wan growled. “I refuse to be part of this any longer.”
“Come on Master. It’s just for a few more days. Look, I’ll let you chose whatever you want to wear.” Anakin held up a possum outfit. “Isn’t this cute? It even has a tail to match.”
“Mine!” Crosshair came running by. He grabbed the onesie from Anakin and climbed up a bookshelf. He perched on the top holding the possum onesie to his chest. He stuck his tongue out at Anakin.
Anakin pouted. “Come on Cross. Obi was going to wear that.”
A loud cry broke out from the group of babies near the coloring area. Dogma, dressed in a brown spotted dog onesie was dragging another by the tail.
Obi-wan hurried over. Walking in a onesie was very difficult and he almost fell twice. “What seems to be the issue?”
“He’s coloring on Tup. We’re not supposed to color on people. It’s against the rules.” Dogma pulled Hardcase over to the corner.
Obi-wan stifled a grin. Okay. Maybe they were cute in these little onesies. Dogma was certainly adorable as he enforced the rule.
“It was a tattoo.” Hardcase stuck his tongue out at Dogma.
“Did Tup ask for a tattoo?” Obi-wan rubbed his hand across his chin to hide a grin at Hardcase’s petulance.
“No.” Hardcase scowled.
“Tup’s crying.” Rex came up to him. His little bunny outfit was so charming. Rex shoved a thumb in his mouth. “Help.” He spoke around his finger.
Obi-wan frowned. What was happening to the men? Were they acting more like children the longer they were like this?
“Obi?” Cody walked up to him, dragging a toy by a string. “Read?”
“I will in a minute, Dear one. I have to talk to Tup first.” Obi-wan headed over to Tup. He couldn’t shake the feeling that something was really wrong.
Enjoy! Part three of the mini series inspired by Catawampuscorner’s art.
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Obi-wan flinched as the yelling started back up. For the past hour, Wolffe and Fox were having a contest to see who could scream the loudest. Fox was winning.
Obi-wan bet it was from all the pent-up stress of being the Chancellor’s personal guard. Chancellor Palpatine was not an easy boss.
“Awooooo!” Wolffe let out another childish-sounding howl.
Fox overshot him with a deafening shriek.
Obi-wan thunked his head on the borrowed datapad he stole from Madam Nu. “Would you please-”
“AWOOOOOO!” Wolffe cried louder.
Obi-wan was sitting smushed between Rex and Cody. He had been reading to the both of them before they fell asleep on him. Cody’s head was on his shoulder. One of his elbows was trapped in his grip. Rex had fallen asleep with his head in Obi-wan’s lap and his thumb in his mouth.
Obi-wan had switched to reading about the artifact that did this to the men after the two fell asleep.
Troopers everywhere were startled when Fox let out his next ear-piercing noise.
Cody shot up so fast that he fell over. Rex jerked and sat up only to collide the top of his head to Obi-wan’s jaw.
Rex burst into tears. His bunny ears were crumpled and tears were rolling down his chubby cheeks.
Wolffe looked ready for another howl. Obi-wan barked both troublemakers’ names sharply.
Wolffe and Fox turned to look at him.
“That’s enough. Look what you have done to your brothers.” Obi-wan scolded.
Rex was still crying and Cody looked to be tearing up. Obi-wan set the datapad to the side. He pulled Cody and Rex into his body.
Obi-wan absently pressed a kiss to Rex’s forehead to get him to stop crying. He knew from past experience that boo-boos were only to be soothed with kisses.
“Sorry.” Fox dropped his head. “I won though.”
“Did not!” Wolffe glared at Fox.
“Did too!” Fox smirked back.
They went back and forth.
“Did not!” Wolffe.
“Did too!” Fox.
“Did too.” Wolffe smiled when Fox said his next part.
“Did not!”
Wolffe laughed gleefully. “I won!”
“Boys.” Obi-wan was starting to get a headache. This was almost but not quite the kind of headaches he got with Anakin. “Why don’t you find something quiet to do?”
Wolffe and Fox looked at each other before bolting for the crayons and paper.
Obi-wan sighed. Back to quiet. His brow wrinkled. It was too quiet. Where was Anakin?
Laughter came from the kitchen and two small figures dressed in a blackbird and black and white penguin onesies came running into the room. Their arms were loaded with snacks.
Anakin and Ahsoka scaled the tallest structure in the room and sat at the top of it.
Obi-wan sighed and picked up his datapad. Hopefully, he could ask for some children’s Tylenol or something soon. His head was killing him.
Fluffy fluffness. Enjoy... Part Four of the mini series inspired by Catawampuscorner art. I hope you check them out.
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“I found it!” Obi-wan quickly read all the information on the screen. His heart sank.
It seemed that the artifact acts on the deepest desires of the person who first touched it. It would then play it out for seven months was the least amount of time recorded.
Obi-wan slumped. He looked around him at the various troopers turned babies in onesies. Obi-wan remembered that Cody was the one to touch the artifact first.
What was Cody’s deepest desire? It couldn’t have been for all of the troopers to be babies, could it?
Obi-wan snuck through the sleeping puppy piles of baby clones. He spotted the black and yellow outfit of Cody, wrapped around the white of Rex and the orange wings of Boil and Waxer.
“Cody?” Obi-wan whispered. He nudged at Cody’s side. “Cody? I need to talk to you.”
Cody blinked open amber eyes at him. “Obi?” Cody yawned. “I’m sleepy.”
“I know dear one. This will only take a moment.” Obi-wan reached out and ran his hand over Cody’s head. “What did you think about when you touched the statue?”
Cody rumbled under his hand. He pressed his head up into Obi-wan’s touches. “Wanted to be a family. No fighting bad droids. No stupid war. No more dying. Wanted that for all my vode.” Cody’s lower lip trembled and his eyes teared up. “I just wanted to be a family. With you, and Anakin and Soka and all my vode. I got my wish. Was I bad?”
Obi-wan melted. All his frustration and worry at the situation melted away at Cody’s obvious distress. His thoughts were good and innocent. All he wanted was his family safe and whole.
“No dear one. You weren’t bad at all.” Obi-wan pulled his hand back.
It was a good thought. This should pass soon enough. He thought.
“Come here, Cody.” Obi-wan pulled the distressed Cody into his lap. Drat being this small. “Hush now. It’s alright.” Obi-wan rested his chin on Cody’s shoulder. “It’s okay Dear one. You have your family. It’s alright.”
Cody fell asleep in Obi-wan’s arms. Obi-wan laid back into the puppy pile of Rex, Cody, Boil, and Waxer.
The warm bodies pressed around him made a huge yawn crack his jaw nearly in two. Obi-wan snuggled in his otter onesie and pulled Cody closer to him.
It was only a few more months. At minimum. He should enjoy this while he could. It would be over soon enough.
Obi-wan fell asleep in the midst of warm cuddly clones and dreamed.