Mliss removed herself from her meditation. The sound of cheers echoed around her ship, coming from the halls of Kamino. She smiled a happy grin; she neglected to mention that the cadets would be healed within the hour. By that time, the antidote was completely distributed. Leaning back, relaxing, she laughed with relief. XYZ was a success and Plank was a good commander.

After a moment's rest, she unfurled herself from her chair. Mliss caught sight of herself in the shiny surface of the mirror as she was about to open the door. Her face was paler than usual and dark circles were forming under her eyes. Her healing was a success, so it was worth it - but just to get Nala Se off her back, she. pulled down the bandages covering her eyes to hide the circles. As she exited her meditation room a very excited trooper ran up to her.

"Mliss, "Mishap's eyes sparkled, "All the cadets are better! XYZ did it! There's a party in the halls!"

The joyfulness in his voice and in the troopers on Kamino made all the effort and the arguments worth it. Laughing brightly, she happily replied, "You did really well Mishap!"

Spinning around questioningly he asked enthusiastically,"Was that XYZ's first test run?"

"Yeah." She adopted a cheeky grin," Enjoy seeing Plank and his new friends?"

Mishap's eyes widened and his jaw fell open, "What!"

She smiled as if she held some great secret, "I knew you wouldn't recognise him."

"Well, which one was he!?" Mishap asked, his brain still not comprehending it.

Mliss turned around playfully and began walking out of her ship.

"Tell me!" he whined."Please!" He jogged to catch up with her.

As they began to descend the ramp, Mliss thought, well maybe I'll tell him. Then suddenly a wave of fear pelted her, Boba's fear. In shock, she stepped back with a slight groan. As she stepped back, a blaster bolt smashed into the ramp where she had been standing moments ago.

"Mliss! Are you alright?" Mishap's concerned face stood in front of her.

But she wasn't in the mood. Staring straight ahead, her face was like stone. She reached out and plucked a young cadet holding a sniper from the balcony above. Placing him in front of her. The kid was still pale as he was one of the last treated. He was trembling slightly.

"I grow tired of your games," Mliss stated coldly, crossing her arms.

Mishap frowned, who was this kid? Then Rex bolted in, having heard the shot.

"What's going on here!?" He blurted as he stared at the cadet he had talked to in the medical ward, holding a heavily modified sniper.

Mliss turned her head slightly, "Rex, Mishap, this is Boba Fett."

Rex's gaze dropped to the cadet, then his face froze in anger," Did he do this?" He snarled. The unspoken message was, Did he almost kill every clone on Kamino? If so, he will be punished. Severely.

Boba apparently interpreted it pretty well because he paled even further. Mliss's gaze softened. Slightly.

"I hardly think he would involve himself in the harm. Even if he was willing to take that chance, he has a grudge against Windu. Not his brothers."

Rex relaxed, "Even so, I'd better get him to a cell." He took Boba by the shoulders and led him in front. Boba Fett glanced back at Mliss and asked with his eyes, "Why?"

She answered with an echo in the force, "Don't do it again."

Once they had left, Mliss, a Jedi again, turned to Mishap, "I'd better go help Plank get out of whatever hole he dug himself into."

Mishap nodded curtly, aware that she had duties elsewhere, "I suggest you get some rest on the way, Mliss."

"May the force be with you."

On Siccitas, 11hrs after dropping off the Plants.

Plank checked off the list of things that they had done that day. Now it was officially 11hrs.

"Stop stressin'Plank. She'll be here."

"I'm not, Sly, I'm just..." Plank cocked his head, "Did you hear that?"

"Yeah...I'm hearing it now. I think it's a ship."

Plank grinned, "Now we can go destroy the rest of the clankers."

Gesturing to the others, they walked out into the windy, sandy wasteland. Looking into the pale sky, a single ship was hovering. The ramp lowered and Mliss was casually leaning against the side of the ship.

"You boys need a hand with destroying a droid factory?" The grin was obvious on her face. Plank grinned back and they responded with a loud cheer.

Mliss called back into her ship, presumably telling her droid to land, then front flipped onto the floor.

"The factory is only one click away so we'll be there within the hour."

The chorus of cheers started again.

Plank smiled, relieved. Now he didn't have to be the sole leader.

"Good," Sly said, with a sigh of relief , "I've decided that deserts are NOT my favourite biome."

1 Hour later.

Mliss stretched out through the force; her men were excited. Excited to see her in action as well as at the prospect of destroying a droid factory. Usually it took over 50 troopers to do that, but now their little group of five men and one Jedi were going to storm it and ground it into rubble. Unfortunately, despite the cooling technology in XYZ's armour, her troops were being scorched alive. Mliss frowned, installing better cooling systems in their armour would be their congratulations for a successful mission. A small, cheeky smile lit her face. Though Kamino had left her more drained than she cared to admit, maybe she could help them. More of Mliss's life energy seeped out of her.

Plank cocked his head at her. He was the only XYZ who knew what healing felt like. Mliss shrugged, trying to look as inconspicuous as possible; it did not work in any way.

"About 5minutes away."

Though the sun made it hard to celebrate, happiness exuberated from the group.

...

Plank examined the flat, sandy plains that made up the dismal planet. He scoffed silently, the perfect place for a CIS base. Though he hadn't seen an actual base, Mliss had made him study hundreds upon hundreds of images and simulations of them. At the time, he had complained incessantly, but now he was glad. Except the part when Mliss announced he was a commander out of the blue. That was cruel. Now it seemed that she was sitting back and allowing him to take the lead.

"It looks like it's a standard droid factory, mainly constructing B1's maybe a batch of B2's. The main doors are reinforced with multiple layers of durasteel. There should be a secret side door that is more secluded."

Inside his bucket, the private comlink channel that all clones shared, came alive with private murmurs.

"Honestly Plank, " came Sly's voice, "You had the same training as the rest of us. How do you know all this?"

"Actually," Snipe piped in, "I was trained as a medic."

Crusher sounded surprised, "Really? You're a perfect shot with a sniper and you were gonna be a medic? Sounds unfair to have that much-wasted potential."

Snipe seemed to frown, "I hope to do both."

"Mliss did say that she chose us for multiple reasons." Plank interjected.

Speaking of, Mliss quietly spoke, "Careful, they might be tracking movement on the comlinks."

Plank came close to laughing, what didn't that crazy Jedi know? Then he got into Commander mode.

"We'll peel off at the side and stand with the sun behind us so the droids can't see us coming."

Plank glanced at Mliss and she gave a nod. She seemed...Proud? Yes, proud. Maybe, Plank thought hopefully, just maybe I'll make a good commander.