(Kix's POV)

I can't help but be amazed how friendly she is toward Slick. To me and the Captain, she was quiet, only spoke when spoken to or about. To Ashoka, she was rather unpleasant. But to him, she was more open and less tense. I'm even amazed to see her smile like that, and it's not even a forced or faked smile. I want to ask Slick how he managed to do this, but I don't want to spoil this moment.

"Nice to see that things are getting better for you, Sis." Slick said, giving her a smile. Her smile began to fade as she gave a confused look at Slick.

"That's the second time you've called me 'Sis'," She said. "Why do you call me that?"

Slick continued to smiled at her. "It's short for 'sister', and you are our sister, so I figured it's a nickname that works well for you. And you hate being called Kid and I'm not going to call you by that other name." She didn't say anything, but I think she was thinking about what he said, based on how focused her face looked, and how much she was tapping her fingers on the table. Now that I really think about it, he's right, she is our sister.

Then she finally spoke but she didn't look at anyone but her half-eaten food. "I suppose that's true."

"What's true?" I couldn't help but ask. She finally looked at us.

"About everything Slick said." She said, shrugging. "The fact that, in a way, I am your sister, so it is a fitting name. Also, the fact that Slick, or anyone else I've met, won't ever call me by my real name is rather accurate, and I really do hate being called 'Kid'; If it makes everyone stop talking about my name, I guess I could accept that as a substitute name."

Ashoka smiled. "I like it." Sis only nodded.

(Imperfection's POV)

I don't really care much about the name 'Sis' but as long as it made people shut up about my name and I'm not called 'Kid' anymore, I will accept the name. But that doesn't mean I'm changing my name, because, as I have said many times, Imperfection will always be my true name, no matter what. But since no one will accept that, I will allow them to call me but a substitute name for now. At least this is a name that fits me and doesn't make me angry.

"Sis, if you're finished eating, throw your tray away, we need to get to work." Kix says to me. I nod to him as he gets up, holding a tray full of scraps, I get up with my tray and begin to follow him. This time, I keep my eyes on Kix and only Kix.

"Hey, Kid." Someone said to me, in a rather rude tone. I turn my head and I see the clone with the scars on his face, walking up to me. "You must be the clone girl we've been hearing about."

I really want to know how the hell they manage to know about me so fast, but I answer him. "Yes, I am."

He rolled his eyes and he groaned. "Don't tell me they actually allowed a little girl to go on the battlefield."

I want to snap at this creep, but I keep calm and simply talk. "I can assure you that I will not be on the battlefield, I will be tending to any future wounds you or anyone else get." He only scoffs and walks away, and bumps his arm against my shoulder rather hard. I felt my blood burn again, burning more than before.

What the hell makes him think he can do that and I won't do anything?! I'm not going to let this bastard think he can push me around! For good measure, I take my tray and slam it into his back, making sure my left over food stains his armor.

"Sis!" Kix scolds. He walks up to me, without his tray. He says something to me, but I didn't listen, I focused on the clone I managed to anger. He pushes Kix aside from and tries to punch me, but I manage to dodge him, this guy's slow

He glares at me. "You'll regret that you little-" but then few other clones come and try to hold him back.

"Chopper, calm down!"

"Come on, she's just a kid!"

I felt someone put their hand on my shoulder, but I push them off and I walk out of the Mess Hall. I'm not going to stay here and let more clones treat me like a child.