Hunter sighed into the silence. Waiting. Just- waiting. They were sitting in the Havoc Marauder waiting for some Jedi to bring them their next mission.

"Awww! Come on!" Wrecker groaned, sinking low in his seat," We've got to do something!"

"Oh shut up," Crosshair glared at him, looking up from polishing his sniper.

Wrecker ignored him," But I'm BORED! Let's explode something!"

Hunter slighted again at his team's antics, sometimes they seemed just like cadets. "For once," He said pointedly," I agree with Crosshair."

Wrecker groaned at that. Then Tech appeared in the doorway, looking at his ever-present datapad, not in the here and now at all.

"Hey, Tech!" Wrecker attempted again," Want to do something interesting?"

Tech glanced up from his datapad," Not really."

"Well, what are you doing?" Wrecker asked after another second of silence. There was another pause until Tech seemed to be at a good place to look up.

"Reading."

"'Bout what?"

"Biological classification."

"Boooooooooorning!" Wrecker sighed deeply. Tech's brows furrowed slightly, despite being quite used to no one caring.

"It is NOT boring. At all. It's quite fascinating-"

"Boring!"

Tech let out a huff of breath, turning back to his pad," Then you are out of entertainment."

" Do you know any jokes or something?" Tech looked up from his datapad as Wrecker continued," Since you're a know it all, you have to know some!"

At this Hunter looked up slowly, sensing something happening. Something stirring. Something… dangerously... humorous.

Tech sighed," If I tell you some, will your boredom be appeased?"

Wrecker sat up like an excited three-year-old," Yes!"

"Is this going to go wrong?" Hunter asked, spinning the Pilots chair around to glare at all of them," Let me answer that. Yes."

"What can go wrong!" Wrecker grinned before returning his attention to Tech. "Go on!"

Hunter rolled his eyes, watching them closely as Tech sat down clearing his throat, about to begin.

"Okay, When you are cold, why would you stand on the corner of the room?"

"Why?" Wrecker beamed.

"Because it's always 90 degrees!" Tech burst out snickering. Wrecker just blinked, frowning, Crosshair rolled his eyes, and Hunter let out a deep sigh.

"Oh-oh! I got another!" Tech grinned, seeming more into it," Who created the Knights of the round holo-table?"

Wrecker grinned again, "Who?"

"SIR CUMFERENCE!" Tech laughed, holding his side.

Silence.

"Oh! Oh! Why Did the Programmer Use the Entire Bottle of Shampoo During One Shower?"

"Why?" Wrecker asked flatly.

"Because the bottle said "Lather, Rinse, Repeat." By this time Tech was red with laughter, holding a wall for support.

"Oh shut up." Crosshair said sharply, rolling his eyes again.

"Wait wait! A Farmer Counted 196 Cows in the Field- But when he rounded them up, he had 200!" Tech crowed, having to sit down on a chair.

"He's not going to listen." Hunter sighed as Tech raised a hand, laughing.

"I got another one! Why don't you trust atoms? THEY MAKE UP EVERYTHING!"

Hunter shrugged and stood, gesturing for the others to follow.

"Wh-why did Commas and Full Stops end up in court?" Tech spluttered, removing his goggles to wipe the tears out of his eyes," TO BE SENTENCED!"

Crosshair stood up and waltzed out of the door first. Hunter left, then poked his head back in to look at Wrecker questioningly. At this point in Tech's personal joke book, he was splayed over the chair, shaking with silent laughter.

"He's not gonna miss you," Hunter said, jabbing a finger at Tech who was just about to go into another joke.

"Wh-y do teenagers travel- travel in groups of three?" Tech grinned, lost in his own nerd world.

Wrecker looked at Tech, then shrugged, standing up and following hunter. There was a loud burst of laughter from behind them as they walked down the ramp.

"BECAUSE THEY CAN'T EVEN!"

Me: *Rolls on floor laughing* OH MY GOSH! Those were GREAT TECH!

Tech: I know! I wonder why the others didn't enjoy them.

Crosshair: Because-

Me: SHUT IT CROSSHAIR! If you laughed... then you're a nerd. OH! I got one! Why did Shakespeare only write in pen?

Tech: Who is this… Shakespeare?

Me: Uh- A Jedi from… the high Republic era! He was a writer of many great holoplays!

Tech: Oh. Fascinating, I shall have to look into him. Anyways, why?

Me: *Bursts out laughing* BECAUSE PENCILS CONFUSED HIM! 2B OR NOT 2B!

Tech: *Visible confusion.*

Me: And that's our show ladies and gents and droids! Wait- quick question to all those reading. If someone tried to woo you with a nerdy joke. A Star Wars line. Or the most superior one, a Tech quote. What would you do? So Review the answer! Favourite! And Like if you like! Take a bow Bad Batch!

Tech: *Slightly awkward bow*

Hunter: No.

Crosshair: No.

Wrecker: So… no explosions?