"Hungry?" Cody asked from behind him. He was wearing a blue sweater vest with a stripped dress shirt under and pretty tight black jeans.
"Well sorta." He answered.
"Want me to make you something?" he asked with a smile.
"He's always so cute, How about your casserole?" Cody grinned
"Really? Okay , hey wanna help me? With the casserole?" he asked with a slight tilt of his head. Zack wanted to say no but he couldn't say no to Cody, especially with that look in his face.
"Sure why not" he replied.
"Really! Great! First can you get me my apron." Cody said with a large smile on his face. Zack went to get Cody's apron when he remembered that he had spill
I know of the order.
Every clone knows it.
In the back of our minds,
It festers away.
The Jedi we love,
We'll take their lives away.
Can't be helped.
We cry inside.
But we are mere robots
Of flesh design.
We obey the Sith Lord,
Against our will.
Hands cut off and tied,
While we'll take blood.
I'll one day kill my leader.
My Obi-Wan Kenobi.
I just pray it's not today.
Because if it is,
I'll pray he'll forgive me,
Plead innocence though bloody guilty.
Then I'll pray that somebody kills me.
young blond stumbled into the room he tossed his back pack at the couch and leaned back against the door in
order to close it. Once the heavy door clicked shut he ran and flung himself on the couch that doubled as his
mothers bed and 20 seconds passed before he heard heavy foot steps in the hall and the door flung open once
again, this time hitting the wall behind it. The blond on the couch cringed, fearing a dent in the wall but that did
nothing to slow his rapidly falling tears.
"Cody. Cody what happened?" Zack ran towards the couch and knelt down in front of his crying younger twin
brother who curled himself up in the corner of the couch with his knees up to his chest, his head on his knees
and his long shaggy natural blond highlighted hair created a curtain around his crying face. Zack tried to touch
his brothers knee but once his small hand came in contact with the jean clad
Going to bed already Denal? Rex chuckled.
Denal turned and grinned at his captain, Well sir, we got training tomorrow dont we? With your drills, Ill need my rest. he snorted.
What? Rex grinned.
Oh its just the rest going off like that. Boy, their gonna have a hangover and go through drills. Sucks for them. Denal smirked.
Rex put his arms behind his head. He hadnt bothered to remove his armor yet. He wasnt even tired. After counting all of the scratches on his helmet, Rex glanced over to Denal who dozed with his arms crossed over his chest.
Loud barks of laughter and a hard thud directed Rexs attention to the door. Denal had awaken, annoyed at the interruption.
Sir are ok? someones slurred speech asked.