Hey everybird! What's up!?

Now before we get to today's questions, this chapter and probably part of the next chapter will be based on the very beginning of Star Wars Resistance!

And now onto today's question, which is…

Who is your most favorite clone trooper?

Me: I will have to go with Captain Rex, the most faithful and devoted trooper in my opinion, but knew right from wrong, like in the Umbaran story arc when he was faced with the difficult decisions on who to listen to, his fellow clone brothers or General Krell. And Rex was one of the few Clones who disobeyed Order 66 and fought with the Rebellion, as shown in Star Wars Rebels, and if you paid close attention, he was actually part of the team that went ahead to destroy the shield generator in Return of the Jedi.

Now moving on to your questions…

From Nightfly123, he asks, "Did you know that there are LGBT Star Wars characters in both the Star Wars Legends/Expanded universe and Star Wars: The knights of the Old Republic video game (the first one)?

Me: Well no, I actually did not, thank you for that little bit of information.

From T8ECR34TOR, he asks, "Besides Blu and Linda, or Sunset and Ray, can you name any 'Pet and Caretaker' pairs that you would consider your favorite?"

Me: This might actually come as a surprise, but I think my most favorite would have to be Ethan and Bailey from the movie A Dog's Purpose, one of the most heartfelt movies I have ever seen, it's still hard for me to go through it again and not cry at least once!

From Stormknight089, he asks, "What do you think or expect will happen from the story I'll write soon?"

Me: Well I don't know, to be honest I haven't really been following up on that.

Chapter 30: A "Nice" Reunion

(Arthur's POV)

Months have passed since the debacle at Hays Minor with the First Order ambushing us and nearly capturing one of the top commanders in the Resistance, Grandpa Blu. However the Resistance managed to recover its losses and has even gained another squadron of fighters ready for active duty, Red Squadron, named after the famed squadron that destroyed the first Death Star. If the First Order thought we would be scared after our failure, well no, we still flew missions, delivering much needed evidence to our allies in the New Republic Senate, who were pushed more and more towards direct action in confronting the First Order and hopefully put a stop to them.

And that brought Tyler and I to a new mission that Grandpa Blu had for us one day…

"Looks like you're slowing down these days brother, what's wrong?" I teased as I flew through the asteroid ring around D'Qar, racing with my brother as we were out flying to keep our skills up. "Come on, I thought you loved winning these races."

"Hey, I still do, but it's not my fault that you're getting more and more determined each time we do this." Tyler answered as I chuckled while looking slightly back to see Tyler trying very hard to keep up with me as I kept giving little engine boosts to toy with Tyler at the times when he would pass me, which of course I knew he was very annoyed by.

Of course fun times soon enough have to end as Alex informed me that there was an incoming message from the base, which I told the droid to put through.

"Commander Arthur." Grandpa Blu's voice came through. "I hope I'm not disturbing the fun you and your brother are having." Grandpa Blu asked me in a lighthearted tone.

"No sir." I answered back while smiling. "I take it we're needed back at base."

"The sooner you get here, the better commander, I'll be in the command center waiting for you." Grandpa Blu told me.

"Copy that sir." I said as I got on comms to Tyler. "Come on Tyler, fun's over, Grandpa Blu needs us back at base."

"Fine, but don't think I would't get a rematch when we get back." Tyler replied.

"I would be disappointed if you didn't want one." I chuckled as I steered my fighter out of the asteroid ring, back to the surface, Tyler following me.

As Tyler and I landed down on the landing pads outside the base, we climbed down the ladders brought over by the ground crew as they got to work refueling our fighters. With our helmets tucked underneath our wings, we made our way inside the main part of the base, finding Grandpa Blu with General Organa by one of the holographic tables. As we arrived, Tyler and I saluted with the wing that wasn't holding onto the helmets, as Grandpa Blu and the general saluted back.

"Alright boys, this is going to be a simple intel recovery mission, nothing too fancy or complicated." Grandpa Blu started.

"You two will fly to neutral space here at these coordinates, where you will meet up with a group of fighters from the New Republic fleet." General Organa continued as she put up a map of the area we would go to. "The New Republic has some intel about the First Order that we desperately need and could use for future operations."

"When you reach the destination, the leader of the group will transfer the data from his droid to Alex and than you return right away." Grandpa Blu finished. "If there is any trouble, I will have Blue Three and her wing partner as well as me in the Valiant ready to jump in and help, any questions?"

"Who exactly are we meeting sir?" I asked.

"The leader of Blue Squadron, your old commander." Grandpa Blu answered.

"Commander Felipe?" I smiled as I tried very hard to contain my excitement.

"Yes commander, I thought you would be happy to take on this task if you knew that fact." Grandpa Blu smiled back.

"Yes sir, Captain Tyler and I will leave as soon as possible." I saluted before Tyler and I would leave to get ready.

As Tyler and I left the base, walking back to our fighters, we were both very eager to get going to see Uncle Felipe again, it has been way too long since we last seen him. The last time we saw Uncle Felipe was when he gave us our extended leave after our first encounter with the First Order, in which Tyler almost was gone as a result. As our fighters were all fueled up and ready to go, getting the "All clear" from the ground crews, Tyler and I lifted off, back into space as we set up the coordinates we needed to go to for the meeting as we entered hyperspace. As all we could do was sit back and relax until we arrived, Tyler started up a conversation.

"So, you think Uncle Felipe will be happy to see us?" Tyler asked me.

"I have no doubt that he's looking froward to it, that is if he knows we're the ones he's meeting to deliver the intel we need." I answered. "Although I worry if he may be a little upset at us that we joined the Resistance instead of staying in his squadron."

"Maybe, but I don't think he will be, and even if he is, we did what we thought is right brother, no one can argue with that." Tyler reminded me.

"And I thought I was the more mature sounding one…" I joked.

"Very funny brother…" Tyler replied and I could tell he was rolling his eyes at me as I heard Ashley beep in laughter through comms.

As the trip still took time, Tyler and I took naps in order to stay refreshed as Alex let me know when we arrived, opening my eyes as my fighter came out of hyperspace, a second later followed by Tyler, who appeared besides me. We expected to find the group of fighters waiting for us, ready to transfer the intel they had. What we didn't expect to see was three T-85 X-Wings flying at full speed away from a rather strange looking TIE fighter.

"Well, does this count as trouble?" Tyler asked me as the strange looking TIE fighter, which looked more like a TIE interceptor and was colored with red and black unlike the normal TIE fighters we have encountered, was chasing the three T-85s, keeping up with its barrage of green laser blasts as the T-85s weaved and dodged the fire, but unable to lose their attacker, which luckily was not alerted to the presence of Tyler and I.

"Come on Tyler, we can handle one fighter ourselves, lets not call for the backup just yet." I told my brother as I took the flight stick and pushed the engines, Tyler following me.

As I got closer, I could see two of the T-85s close up their wings while one of them did a quick 180 degree turn to face the incoming TIE, stopping as the other two made the jump to hyperspace. As the last T-85 stood its ground, it began firing off its laser cannons, however missing as the TIE returned the fire, catching one of the fighter's engines as fire and smoke blew out.

As the fighter began to drift freely, having lost engine power, the TIE came back around to finish off its target, shooting a couple of missiles from between its wings. The missiles streaking towards its target as I gripped the trigger and waited until I got within range and as I got within range, shooting my laser cannons, Tyler and I managed to shoot the missiles before they impacted the T-85. Flying from below the pilot's view we flew upward in front of the damaged fighter, letting the pilot know he wasn't alone.

"Took you Resistance pilots to show up already, I was worried we got the wrong coordinates." The pilot's voice entered through comms as the voice was all too familiar.

"Uncle Felipe is that you?" I asked, surprised he was the one who stayed behind.

"Arthur?" Uncle Felipe's voice came back, relieved. "So you're the one I'm delivering this intel to, must be important to attract some unwanted attention."

"Just stay tight Uncle Felipe, Tyler and I will handle whoever this TIE pilot is." I replied back as I asked Alex to pinpoint the TIE's location, which wasn't necessary as the TIE soon enough came in from behind us, once again spraying its green lasers at us.

If Tyler and I thought it would be easy to handle one TIE, it wasn't… Clearly whoever was piloting this strange looking TIE was an Ace and a very good one because he kept pace with us as we avoided his fire, twisting and turning as Tyler and I tried to split up, but it was useless as the TIE would very easily pick one of us off and then come for the other. It was fortunate that Tyler and I were experienced enough to at least not get shot down right away as we tried thinking of fancy options for us to try and do and get out of our predicament. However it wasn't Tyler and I who came up with the solution, but Uncle Felipe as his voice came through on my comm unit.

"Arthur, come in." Uncle Felipe's voice speaking to me.

"A little busy here Uncle Felipe." I replied as I felt a little shake near my fighter, a near miss of a shot that burst next to one of my wings.

"I have an idea, bring him to me." Uncle Felipe continuing. "I got a surprise."

Deciding to listen to Uncle Felipe, I let Tyler know the plan as I spotted Uncle Felipe's fighter ready and in position as I turned my fighter around, Tyler following me as we flew right towards Uncle Felipe's fighter, trying to hide his ship from the view of the pursuing TIE as best we can. I waited until the last moment, holding my grip on the flight stick as Uncle Felipe's fighter came closer and closer.

"Tyler, pull up now!" I shouted as I pulled the flight stick as far as it would go, pulling up sharply as the TIE Ace was caught by surprise as he was met by several bursts of red laser fire from Uncle Felipe's fighter, the TIE Ace pulling up himself to avoid the fire, but was too late as one of the shots impacted the bottom of the ball cockpit, short circuiting the TIE's systems as he tumbled wildly out of control for a little, right past Uncle Felipe's cockpit.

"Lets get him brother!" Tyler shouted happily to me as I saw Tyler fly towards the TIE Ace, who quickly regained control of his fighter and was leaving the action zone.

Now the predator has become the prey as I saw Tyler fire off his lasers at the TIE as he gave chase, not letting the TIE escape his crosshairs, flying to join Tyler in the pursuit, the TIE Ace made the smart decision to give up as he made the jump to hyperspace, escaping to fight another day himself. With the space clear of enemies, I told Tyler to fly back to Uncle Felipe's position as we flew back to make sure our old commander was alright.

"You okay sir?" I asked Uncle Felipe.

"I'm alright Arthur, thanks for the help boys, you two put up quite a chase for him." Uncle Felipe replied back happily.

"Now, lets get your fighter on board and we can patch it up." I told Uncle Felipe.

"How?" Uncle Felipe questioned as the Valiant, with two escorting fighters appeared out of hyperspace, the corvette casting its shadow over Uncle Felipe's fighter as it got a tractor beam lock on him.

"That's how." I answered as I saw the underbelly of the corvette open up as Uncle Felipe's fighter was brought inside as Tyler and I docked with the corvette on the docking ports on either side of the hull.

And I'll end it off on there!

Yes, I'm making you wait to see the actual reunion between the three, as well as Blu and Felipe meeting each other! But hey, at least you enjoyed some action of the boys fighting a First Order Ace!

And with that…

See everybird later!