night to my owl
here is a sequel (gasp) to the koska fic i made a while back!
note: i decided to change the reader to be gn (gender neutral)
summary: after the events of the kidnapping of grogu, mando, boba fett, and gn!reader are accompanied by allies and old sparks
it had been days since grogu got captured. mando never really slept that much, but he hasn't slept at all. not even a wink. as for you, you were too anxious to think. fortunately, you both have access to where gideon's light cruiser is heading, now for a plan.
"maybe cobb vanth can help us with his fighting skills"
"no," boba gruffly spoke, swishing his image to the side, "without my armor, he was weak, and I'm not peachy with just lending it to him."
"well, we can always call for some mandalorian's" fennec said approaching the star map, looking at planets that might have some mandalorian record.
"the mandalorian covert revealed themselves after i left nevaro, there isn't any mandalorian i know of now"
"wait," you say perking up, now catching everyone's attention, "what about bo-katan, and koska?"
"the princess?," boba scoffed at the idea before laughing, "you can't be serious about getting her, right?"
"i am serious, actually. if we can track down one of bo-katan's ships, then we can locate her and ask her to join us in getting the kid back."
"i don't know kid," mando mummered, facing towards you, "last time we were working together, bo-katan kept us on there for more than we agreed on, plus with you flirting with-"
"F-FLIRTING With death, i-i remember," you nervously shout, covering your crush for koska from the rest of the party. "besides, they helped lead us to ashoka, and they hate moff gideon as much as we do."
"they're right mando," fennec chipped in, bringing cara behind her, "we need those mandalorian's, like it or not. do you think you can track down their location cara?"
"I'll try, but with a system as old as this, it's gonna take a bit of time". cara started to scroll through data logs,and passage ports, keeping an eye out for the ship.
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the slave-1 lands on the sandy parts of the planet, next to the gauntlet. boba, din, and you enter the restaurant, the smell of space waffles, freshly cut meiloorus, and the occasional roasting kaduu ribs flood your senses as you scan the room, looking for bo-katan and koska
by the force
was it possible for a woman who hasn't worn anything else look prettier than ever? her hair still looking stylish, even with some hairs sticking out of her braids.
koska spotted you from the corner of her eye, feeling the faintest flush in her cheeks as she waves to you, "hey there stranger!"
“uh- Oh, hey k-koska!”
kriff! your too nervous! was i always this sweaty? why was it easier to flirt on that imperial ship?! a resturaund should be easier
the mandalorians walk up to bo-katan as you slowly follow behind, fixated on koska’s features.
“we need your help” din says, snapping you out of your thoughts. “not all mandalorians are bounty hunters. some of us serve a higher purpose.”
“they have the kid.” you and din both say in unison, worried about grogu and what horrible things might have happened to him. anything could have happened, and with the added knowlege of gideons survival, everything was at stake. as din tells bo-katan, worry fills her, and koska’s eyes
“you’ll never find him”
“we have his cordinants.” you exlaim a bit too loudly out of desperation, “that moff is riding a light cruiser. he might have your sword thing that can help rule mandalore again.”
“kriff, mandalore?” fett groans as he metephoracly roles his eyes, “forget it, the empire turned that planet to glass.”
you sense bo-katan and koska’ annoyance and anger rise as they hear that familiar clone voice, “you are a disgrace to your armor”
“this was my fathers armor”
“don’t you mean your donors?” you see bo-katan and koska rise from their seats, bearing their arms, “you are a clone. i’ve heard your voice thousands of times”
“careful princess, my voice could be the last thing you hear”
not wanting to cause more of a scene, you step in between the three fighters, “hey as much as i like a good fight, lets not cause one-”
“move out of the way” boba cuts you off, shoving you to the side, making you stumble a bit before triping on your own weight. koska, now filled with rage throws the first punching blow. as the fight ends with boba and koska settling their flame throwers, koska runs up to you, checking for any bruises.
“are you okay? are you hurt?”
you grunt from the pain as she pulls you up from where you rested, even though she’s wearing gloves, you could feel the warmth in her hands.
“im okay reeves, he didn’t shove me that hard.” “he shouldnt have shoved you in the first place.”
“if you’re done doing their check up, koska, we’ll help you get your kid, mando"
koska wraps her arms around your shoulder as you see a smirk creep up her lips, "guess we're saving your brother together"