Rex thought that he was used to most of his general's crazy ideas. He really, really thought he did.
Clearly, he was wrong.
"Are you sure about this, sir?" he asked, looking down at the cliff. Some pebbles unearthed themselves from the snow and skittered down far, far below the ravine. A little way down, he saw another portion of cliff, this one sliding down to where he knew the rest of the 501st would be waiting.
"It's the fastest way," Anakin said. He kicked at the fallen piece of debris—what must have been a part of a Seppie ship once. He turned around, shielded his eyes against the bright sun. Rex turned to follow his gaze, but he found nothing except just the incline that they had just basically slid down on the way here.
"Okay," Anakin said after a moment. "I might have to give us a little push, but it should be mostly safe."
Mostly safe?
"Okay," Anakin repeated. He grabbed the edge of the debris and dragged it up the incline. "You first."
"Sir?"
"I have to be the one to push us off," Anakin replied patiently. "So you'll have to sit in front. I'll hop on."
Rex stared at Anakin, but his general looked as serious as ever.
With a barely restrained sigh, Rex sat down on the debris. Thankfully, it was large enough for the two of them, but the edges were shallow, and Rex found that he could grab the only slightly more inclined part of the debris at the front. But that wasn't much of a grip, and it most certainly wouldn't help if they went diving down the ravine. Then again, if it was Anakin Skywalker…
"Great," Anakin said. "Ready?"
"Yes, General."
"So enthusiastic," Anakin said.
"With all due respect sir, I don't think you'd care if I was enthusiastic either way."
"Don't say that, Captain," Anakin said lightly, "I definitely value your enthusiasm. But we're still doing this."
"Afraid you'd say that."
A laugh from Anakin—and then, without another warning, there was a quick shove, and Rex was holding on for dear life as he slid down the incline. He just barely held in a cry as he got closer and closer to the edge of the cliff, and then—
He felt Anakin settle in behind him, and then a triumphant shout as they surged off the edge of the cliff.
Even with his helmet on, Rex could feel the cold air that rushed up to greet them. He couldn't help himself this time: he screamed as they toppled down—no, not toppling down, but sledding straight at a diagonal towards the other cliff, and then—
They crashed onto the edge of the opposite cliff, and then they were speeding down, snow rushing up from the sides of their makeshift sled. Rex clung on, steered the best he could as particularly lumpy snowbanks rushed up their way. He was dully aware of Anakin laughing, and then he heard something else—and Rex realized suddenly that oh, he was laughing too, which he hadn't expected, but—
"Anyone told you that you're crazy, General?" Rex shouted over his shoulder.
"Only the good ones!" Anakin shouted gleefully.
Rex risked a look backwards, found Anakin grinning at him.
Rex shook his head and looked front again—but he let himself laugh with the general all the way down.
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