I thought it would be funny if cooties were the one irrational thing Tech was worried about.

After a successful mission, the grateful locals had decided to throw them a party. There was drinking and dancing and music.

Wrecker was showing off his strength by picking up the chief in his chair. The crowd seemed to be enjoying the show.

Crosshair had decided to go sleep on the ship after being slapped for the third time.

Echo sat next to Hunter, "they never threw parties like this when I was in the 501st."

Hunter pulls his focus from the bonfire and smirks at him, "the 501st would've wiped out all their alcohol."

Echo laughs and looks over at Tech, who sat by himself watching and recording the festivities.

A dancing girl with several long scarves came over and danced around them. She swirls a yellow scarf around Hunter's shoulders. Then she moves on to Echo and spins two, a yellow one and a green, around his. She wanders off and spins others around the next people, mostly yellow, blue, and green. Echo watches as she gets close to Tech and does a red one. She pulls him close and kisses him on the cheek. Tech lets out a panicked sound and scrambles to get away from her.

Hunter looks up and facepalms, "not again."

The lady huffs but moves on with her dance. Several of the locals laugh at Tech's reaction.

Hunter gets up and walks over to him, "Get up, Tech, you're fine."

"No, I'm infected." He states, trying to wipe off the offending cheek.

"Infected with what?" Echo asks.

"Cooties." Hunter says.

"What are cooties?"

Hunter rolls his eyes and drags Tech back to the ship.

Echo follows, "what are cooties? Should I be worried?"

"No, because it's all in his head."

Tech glares, "I'm entitled to at least one irrational belief." He continues wiping at his cheek.

Wrecker comes up behind them, "Tech freakin' out about cooties again?"

Hunter nods.

"What are they?" Echo asks.

Wrecker laughs and answers, "love germs. If a girl likes you it means she's got cooties, if she kisses ya you get infected. I don't mind, I want lots of cooties."

Echo facepalms, "why? Why does Tech believe this?"

"I don't know, but the kaminoans think it's a good idea."

Echo gives him a "why?" Look. Wrecker shrugs.

"Get on board you two, we're leaving." Hunter says.

They climb aboard and wait for Tech to finish scrubbing his face raw. Echo jokes, "now we know who's never going undercover."

Wrecker laughs.