"Here," Echo made a face as their medic handed over the sniffling child, "It's your turn to take care of the youngling, you have a nicer looking face anyways. Good luck."

"No wait!" echo reached out for the medic from his position at the makeshift dinner table, trying to grab the medic so he could give the child back.

"I don't know how to take care of a youngling!" Kix waved goodbye as he walked out of the tent, leaving Echo with the little girl that he had no idea how to take care of. Fives snickered into his hand and leaned over to look at the girl that his brother was carrying.

"Cute, what are you going to name her?" they both looked down at the little girl, she was wrapped in one of the blankets from the medical tent, her head being the only thing that was visible. She yawned widely, her small hands rubbing at her eyes clumsily.

"Funny," the face Echo made told Fives that he did not, in face, find it funny, the tone of his voice solidifying his opinion, "Do you know how to take care of a youngling this small?"

"No," Fives drummed his fingers on the table, trying to figure out what to do," what about the Generals, they might know?" Echo shook his head at that, shifting the child in his arms so he could continue to eat one handed.

"They're not here, Rex said something about helping them get some milk before leaving with them." Fives rose an eyebrow at that, tilting his head as he spoke.

"What? The only animal they could get milk would be those wild Bantha's we saw with Kix, why do they need milk anyways?" the little girl yawned again, making the two adults pause before slowly looking down at her.

"Oh…they should be fine; three Jedi and a clone captain should be able to milk a single bantha right?" Echo nodded along, giving his finger for the baby to hold onto.

"Yeah, besides, General Skywalker said that he grew up with Banthas, I doubt he's going to do anything stupid."

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"Anakin, this has got to be the stupidest plan you have ever made." They were all crouched down behind a nearby bush, the bantha and her young grazing in a small field nearby. The moonlight was the only thing that was illuminating the area and based off of what they could see. The bantha was huge and was going to be a force to be reckoned with.

"What? This is a great plan, Obi-wan you…"

"Hey, Rex," he glanced over at Ahsoka, who was leaning forward to whisper something to him.

"On a scale of one to ten on the Anakin Scale, how stupid is his plan?" Rex started at that, raising an eyebrow at the young Togruta.

"The Anakin Scale?"

"You know, one being the best ideas he has had, ten being the worst idea he has had, how stupid is this plan?" he glanced over at his general, listening to him as he recited the plan to his master.

"This is definitely a solid three on your Anakin Scale."

"Really?" she rose an eyebrow in disbelief," What makes you say that?"

"I wasn't thrown off a cliff in the middle of a battle." She laughed at loud at that, and nodded along with him.

"Yeah, that's fair."

"Rex!" their conversation was interrupted when Anakin slapped his hand onto the clone captains' soldier.

"Change of plans, you're going to be the one who milks the little lady over there while we soothe her." Rex had a look of slight disbelief on his face at the news and drifted his eyes slightly to the right where he could see the bantha. Where the 800 pound 'little lady' was grazing with her child right next to her. Without missing a beat, he whispered to Ahsoka out of the side of his mouth.

"make that a five." Ahsoka snorted and tried to hide her smile behind her fist while Anakin just stood there, confused.

"What?"

"Nothing General, understood, I will milk the bantha while you three distract her. "

And that was how Rex learned how to sneak up on a bantha while three Jedi were using their Jedi powers to distract her and the baby. It wasn't until he was in position to get himself some milk when he realized something.

"Wait sir, I don't know how to milk an animal."

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"Who's a good girl? You are, yes you are." Fives just watched as Echo played with the little girl, blowing a raspberry into her stomach that made her giggle and squirm around. Fives thought it was rather weird that his brother was acting like that, but let it slide. Its not like it was upsetting the little girl.

"When do you think the others are going to get back?" Echo shrugged his shoulders as he played with the little girls' legs, moving them around to exercise them.

"Not sure, they've been gone for a while, maybe we should check on them?" Fives pursed his lips as he thought about it.

"No need for that men," their conversation was cut off when a tired looking, dirty clone captain walked into the tent. The two clones looked at their captain with a grimace to their face.

"Rex, it looks like you had…fun, to say the least?" He tiredly walked into the tent, sitting down at the table with a groan.

"Sure, if you count getting chased by an angry Bantha as fun."

"Yeesh, what about the milk?" Rex leaned his forehead on the table, his voice getting muffled by the surface.

"The general is doing something with it at the moment, something about making it better for the youngling."

"Well, Echo chuckled as he bounced the girl on his lap.

"Sounds like just another typical day with General Skywalker." He scoffed

"You got that right."