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Though the galaxy is at war, Life Day is still celebrated. For the 501st, they have an all out prank war. Most often started by the Domino Twins.
This year the whole ship wakes up to their left boot missing. Ahsoka exits her room to chaos. Most of the battalion has forgone their boots entirely, but a few are walking around with their remaining boot. She smiles and heads to the mess hall.
She sits down with Echo and Fives. They greet her happily.
“So… what’s on this year’s agenda?” She questions.
“Well… we’ve switched Rex’s caf to decaf. Then we’re filling the General’s boots with sand. After midmeal we’re setting up glitter traps. And to top it all off, we’re handing out gifts to the entire battalion.”
“What’s in the gifts?”
“Everyone’s missing left boot.”
She shakes her head. “You’ve outdone yourselves this year. I’ll fill Skyguy’s boots with sand. I could also set up the traps if you tell me where and give me the glitter.”
Echo nods. “Now remember. If you get in trouble, the regs have nothing about the use of microparticles, only the disposal of them. This will be good for both the sand and the glitter. And as for the boots, we were just cleaning them.”
“And for Rex’s caf?”
“A slight mix up. Should be cleaned up by tomorrow.”
Ahsoka laughs. “Well then. What’re we waiting for?” She gets up and they go to the storage closet they hijacked a while ago to hide their prank supplies in.
Echo unlocks the closet and hands her the bag of sand and a gift box. “This should be enough for the General’s boots.”
She gives him a two-fingered salute and heads off to Anakin’s room. Fortunately, he’s eating in the mess hall, so she’s less likely to be caught. She enters and fills his right boot. Then she pulls his left boot out —which was ‘taken’ like everyone else’s— from the vents. She fills it with the remaining sand and puts it in the gift box, then she takes the box and races off.
She returns to the supply closet and puts the box in the pile.
Once she returns to the mess hall and sits down, Rex comes in and pours himself a cup of caf. He takes a sip and instantly spits it back out. He slowly turns to look at the table she and the twins are at. They ensure their face are the epitome of innocence as he marches over.
He stops in front of Fives. “Morning Rex!” Ahsoka says happily.
He ignores her. “Who switched the caf?”
“Sorry Rex. There’s been a slight mix up. Instead of the regular caf, a decaf version was accidentally ordered.” Echo says seriously,
Rex narrows his eyes. “Uh huh.”
Ahsoka nods. “Here’s the requisition form if you don’t believe us.” She hands him her datapad with the form pulled up, and on it there’s the decaf that was ordered instead of the normal caf. “As soon as they found out, they sent out an order for the regular stuff, which will arrive tomorrow morning.”
He sighs. “None of you are good enough at forging for that to be fake… so I guess I’ll have to accept this excuse. But I’m watching you three.”
Once he’s left, Echo leans across the table to whisper to her. “He’s right. How’d you do that?”
“Oh. I got Master Vos to teach me to forge stuff after last time we tried…. His job requires him to know stuff like that. Not to mention he loves pranks and” she explains, “‘since Obes is basically your second master, I’m like your Jedi uncle.’” She says in an imitation of Quinlan Vos.
“Cool. We can forge stuff now!” Fives say excitedly.
“Sure, announce it to the entire battalion, why don’t you.” Echo hisses.
After midmeal, Ahsoka, Echo and Fives return to the storage closet for the glitter. The run around the ship rigging the traps. Then they wait.
Anakin is the first to set off a trap. He’s bombarded with blue glitter. He chases them around the ship for an hour, until they slip into the vents and he loses them.
The next is Jesse, who uses it as an invitation to join in and subsequently steals a bucket of glitter to use on Kix.
After Jesse is Rex, who somehow ends up setting all the remaining traps off. He rounds the corner, coated in a rainbow of glitter, and says one word. “Run.”
He chases them around the ship until latemeal.
After they eat, they hand out everyone’s gifts. The entire battalion sits in the rec room, covered in a myriad of colours of glitter. No one opens their box. Eventually Anakin caves and opens his. Inside is his missing boot, painted 501st blue. He pulls it out and sand cascades out onto the floor.
Slowly everyone else opens their box to find their same, minus the sand.
Ahsoka, Echo and Fives stand at the front of the room, beaming. “Happy Life Day!” They shout.