Author's Note: Windu and Kenobi are very out of character. But I had to change their personalities a little bit for my story to work.

Tana will not be in this story. Assume she's at the Temple. Sorry to those who liked Tana.

Kaitlyn POV

"Of course we can do it, Master Windu. The 501st hasn't made any big mistakes for a while! We're more than capable for this mission!" Anakin exclaimed arrogantly. I frowned slightly. Arrogance can get you killed, especially in wartime.

General Kenobi nodded, and added, "The 212th is more than ready for any mission there is."

Windu nodded, the hologram turning him blue. Even in the Outer Rim, the Jedi master was frightening. "Of course. Go get your troops ready, I need a word with Padawan Winter," he growled, seeming annoyed about something, then added, "I want to talk to Padawan Tano, also."

"Yes, general?" Usually when Master Windu wanted to talk to you, you were in serious trouble.

He waited until Ashoka padded in, past Generals Kenobi and Skywalker who were on their way out. He then looked at us, and said, "Yoda and I think that Master Kenobi and Anakin, and the 501st and 212th are becoming a bit too arrogant. We were wondering what you think we could do to, ah, deflate their egos, in the words of Master Secura."

I gave a chuckle and replied evilly, "I have an idea. I say we fill everyone's shampoo with hot pink hair dye, and at the same time, every razor on board will somehow, coincidentally disappear, and they won't be able to shave their hot pink hair. To resolve the chaos, and find out what happened to our poor battalions, some esteemed senators like Amidala, Organa, and Representative Binks will have to come aboard, along with Commanders Bly, Gree, Ponds, and Wolffe."

Yoda had shimmered into existence on the hologram as I started to talk, and gave a chuckle, "Good idea, it is."

Windu continued, "We need to send the 501st and 212th on recon down on Dagobagh, because we heard reports of separatist activity there. It's a relatively big planet, so the only crew members onboard the Resolute will be those flying the ship and those in medbay."

Ashoka and me exchanged evil grins, and I replied, "Of course, General Windu. I cannot wait to inform you of our… mission's success."

"Of course. You will have a day or two to complete your mission. I'm sending padawan Offee to help the 501st and 212th on reconnaissance. The dye will be on her ship. Good luck."

3 days later:

Fives POV

I strode sleepily out of the showers, causing Echo, Kix, Jesse, and Hardcase to stare at me in surprise. The shower had felt really good after the two-day mission on the swampy planet. I noticed them staring, and realized they were struggling to keep a straight face. "What?"

Echo choked out, "Your…your hair," and then collapsed into laughter. Hardcase and Jesse howled with laughter, and Kix sniggered, doing a much better job of keeping his mirth under control.

I don't like this… I walked over to the mirror and my mouth dropped open in shock. My hair was pink. And not just any pink, hot pink. Arc Troopers do not have hot pink hair! What happened?

I did have my suspicions. Ashoka and Kaitlyn had been forced to stay behind on the Resolute, and had been clearly upset about it. As much as I hated yelling at Kaitlyn, I was going to talk to them first.

And they were both Commanders. It's not exactly protocol to 'talk' to your COs angrily.

The big problem was, I didn't think Kaitlyn would do something like this to me.

Would she?

Rex POV

After my shower, I walked into the room I share with Cody. Cody was snoring away in his bunk…with pink hair? How did I not notice this before? Oh yeah. Cody had been drying his hair as I walked in, and he walked out of the 'fresher.

Do I have pink hair too? I hope not. Just to make sure, I ran into the 'fresher again. Oh yeah. I had pink hair too. Much shorter, but still pink.

Respectable Captains do not have pink hair! Whoever did this has a meeting with the business end of my blasters!

I let out a furious yell, and heard Cody mumble sleepily, "What's wrong? Seppies attacking?"

Cody POV

I took a shower and fell asleep. So what happened? Why was Rex yelling? I hopped out of my bunk and padded into the bathroom, and chuckled when I saw the furious captain staring into the mirror.

And then I saw myself in the mirror. My chuckles and dignity both died. Rex and I both had pink hair.

My eye started to twitch angrily, and I rubbed my scar. "Who d'ya think did this, Rex? We are clones. We do not have pink hair. And we are commanders! Highly ranked! The men won't respect us at all!"

Waxer POV

I've never been happier that I'm bald. It means that right now I get to laugh in the face of other's humiliation.

Right now? Boil has hot pink hair. And I don't. But I do feel sorry for him, of course. It's not very manly to have hot pink hair. Although, maybe we could laugh the separatists to death.

I snickered again. He glared at me, and grumbled, "Can I borrow your razor? I can't find mine."

I walked over to my locker, and looked through it. I shoved everything out. "It's not here," I frowned. Upon catching Boil's disgruntled face I added, "I'm not kidding! It's not here. Oh well." I chuckled. "At least you didn't dye your mustache."

Kaitlyn POV

I awoke to a loud knocking on the door. I looked over at Ashoka, who I shared a room with, and quickly hurried to the door, not wanting Ashoka to wake up. She was tired. I pressed a button, and the door slid open with a swish, revealing a group of clones, and both General Skywalker and Kenobi.

The two general looked extremely peeved, and their hair was a bright hot pink. I struggled to keep a straight face as I exclaimed, "Force! What happened to you?"

Cody growled angrily, "That's why we're here, di'kut"

Now I was mad. I had been acting on orders, even if it was my idea. I rose up to my full height of 5'8", which of course, was still a couple inches shorter than the clones. "What makes you think I did it? And what's with calling me an idiot? Why are you so grumpy? I mean, you're even grumpier than usual, Cody." I knew what was bothering him, but I wasn't going to let the clones know that.

In answer, he pulled off his helmet, and my struggles to keep a straight face all came apart. I was laughing so hard, I had to lean against the doorframe.

Ashoka, who stumbled to the door to see what the commotion was that had waken her up, just stared in shock, before giggling uncontrollably. The scarred, tough clone commander glared at us, and put his helmet back on, hiding, his thick, curly, hot pink hair from view.

Ashoka took deep breaths, and finally managed to control her laughing, before asking, "How many guys were…affected? And what about Skyguy and Obi-wan?" She obviously hadn't caught sight of them yet.

I pointed. Our fragile composure broke yet again. "Were you all affected?"

The clones exchanged looks and took off their helmets, revealing hairstyles of different lengths, but all of them were the same bright hot pink. At this point, my knees buckled, because I had laughed so hard. I groaned. My ribs and legs hurt so badly.

Fives walked up and shoved through the crowd, grumbling to himself. I couldn't hear, but I doubted it was anything good. Although, my heart did give a little flutter at the sight of him in his ARC armor. He's just so…I don't know…cute? Manly? Hot? Yeah, hot. He looked at the other clones, and took off his helmet.

I was going to have a talk with Ashoka. I had asked her to skip his squad's room. And it looked like she hadn't. Then again, I had gotten Rex and Cody's quarters when she told me not to put the dye in Rex and Cody's shampoo.

"Did you do this?"

"No, I didn't!" Technically, that was the truth. I hadn't put the dye in his shampoo, Ashoka had. "I wouldn't have done anything like this to you, Fives."

He looked at Ashoka, and growled, "Did you?"

She shook her head, with a perfect expression of indignance and innocence on her so-not-innocent face. "I didn't have anything to do with any of this either!"

I rolled my eyes, and spoke in my best I'm-innocent voice, "Instead of wrongly accusing us, let's find out what happened. But we should probably tell the Jedi Council. Let them know. Maybe they can fix this. And I'm sure Tana would like to know. Grace should know, too."

Skywalker spluttered, "But-but-but-Not like this! How am I going to face Windu? Or Luminara? Or Yoda? And Tana will make fun of us. Grace…don't get me started."

I rolled my eyes yet again in exasperation. "Then Ashoka and I will contact them."

The big tough soldiers and powerful Jedi all spluttered indignantly.

Author's note: I had a lot of fun with this. Poor Cody. Poor Rex. Poor Jedi. Poor clones. I put them through so much abuse, and I was giggling the whole time.