Harley frowned in concentration as he set up the last communicator, hiding it under a loose floorboard he'd discovered a few days before. He had just finished fixing it back into place when he heard the loud voice of his teammate floating through the wall from outside. Hastily, he glanced around to make sure he hadn't left anything behind before dashing over to the sofa that had thankfully been positioned under the vent he'd come out of. As he stepped onto it, a hand came down from the opening to meet him.

"Hurry, he's coming!"

Harley grabbed the offered hand, hearing a strained grunt as he was hauled into the vent. As soon as his feet cleared the opening, he twisted to set the covering back in place.

"Were you able to place them all?" asked the hushed voice of Kaedro from next to him.

He nodded. "We should be good to go."

Below them, he could hear Fyr entering his quarters, still talking to his Ghost and completely unaware what was in store. He grinned to himself. The whole thing had been Kaedro's idea: hide comm units in Fyr's room and use them to mess with him. It was a simple plan, but likely to be highly effective.

"We'll let him get settled," whispered Kaedro.

Lowering his face down to the covering, Harley was able to peer through the slats into the room below. Fyr's boots lay next to the door and he seemed to be getting a snack. Harley looked at his interface to make sure the comms were appropriately linked. Everything looked good.

"I think we're ready to start… You talked to Spark, right?"

Kaedro nodded. "He's in on it."

"Great."

With that, Harley opened the channel. He was trying to decide what their initial message should be when Fyr solved that problem for him by sneezing loudly. With a grin, he dropped his voice to a lower tone. "Bless you."

Below, the other Hunter's head whipped around. "Traveler?!"

Kaedro chimed in. "That's right, Fyr. It's me, the Traveler."

Fyr gasped. "Spark did you hear that?"

"Yes, though I highly doubt it's actually the Traveler."

"But it knew my name!"

"Fyr Allerton," said Harley, "I am speaking to you because there is something you must do for me."

"What do you need?"

Stifling a laugh, Harley muted the channel. "What should I ask him for?"

"He ate all the cookies at the Dawning party, right? Have him bake, like, a crazy amount of cookies as a tribute."

Harley nodded, chuckling softly. He unmuted the channel. "I require tribute. You must bake 12 dozen cookies and leave them in the middle of the Plaza 12 hours from now."

"What? You want cookies?"

"Do not presume to question me, Fyr Allerton! I bring life! I granted you Light and I can take it away!"

"No don't take my Light! I'm sorry!"

"Good." He paused, listening to an added comment from Kaedro. "Also, I request that you return the racing Sparrow that belongs to Kaedro-22."

"Aw, but it was so cool."

"It does not belong to you."

Harley squinted and muted himself. "Kay, can you see that too?"

"See what?"

Harley pointed in front of him, where he could see a small fissure in the ceiling. "Was that there before?"

"I dunno. Must have been."

"Alright…" He returned to the comms. "And another thing. Make sure those cookies are chocolate chip. Anything other than that and I will smite you."

Jostled in the excitement, his grenade dislodged from his belt, rolling across the covering to the other side. Harley mouthed a curse and inched forward, trying to get to it while also listening to Fyr.

"What about gingersnaps?" asked Fyr.

He reached out, brushing the side of the grenade. "Weren't you listening? If you make gingersnaps, rest assured, I will-" CRASH!

As his hand closed around the grenade, the vent covering gave out below him and he fell through the ceiling into the room below with a cry, landing on top of Fyr, who screamed and punched him in the face. "Agh! Fyr! It's me!"

"Ace?!"

"Ugh..."

Harley turned over and saw Kaedro hanging halfway out of the ceiling, gaping at him. "That could've gone better."

The Exo started to laugh, his upper body swaying dangerously. "That was hilarious! Jyn, I hope you recorded that!"

Spark sighed. "I don't understand what possessed you two to do that in the first place."

"Kay was bored," said Harley.

"Not anymore! That was the best thing I've seen since Rogue- OH SHIT!"

Harley looked back up in time to see Kaedro fall the rest of the way out of the vent. "FYR MOVE!" But they were too late and Harley groaned as the Exo landed on them both.

"Thanks for cushioning my fall, guys."

Harley pushed at him. "Get off."

"First, I'd just like to say that this has probably been the best Dawning I've had in years."

"Yeah happy frickin' Dawning. Now get the hell off."

ladyefriyeet: Yeah it's been really fun writing all these little snippets.