"Hello, Everyone!" I say, wearing a blue dress with flats for shoes, "You're watching, 'Question Corner' and I'm your host, Kale." In the middle of my speech, I caught sight of a few, young fans waving at me from the crowd, and, sheepishly, I gave a quick 'hello' wave back to them.

"This week we have with us Tup, from the 501st. Come on up here, Tup!" I pointed to my left as the young trooper jogged up the steps. The fans screamed relentlessly in his wake, but I couldn't see his reaction due to the fact that his helmet was still on. Clever boy.

When he reached me, he took off his helmet to reveal a streak of blush across his cheeks, and when he extended his hand, I reached out to greet it. As I shook his hand, I was pleased to discover his grip wasn't gruelingly painful like his brothers. When we parted, I sat down and gestured to his chair, "Please, take a seat, Tup." He did so accordingly, and placed his helmet on his lap in the process.

"It's so nice, having you here on the Show. You're one of the newcomers to the 501st, aren't you?"

"I am." Tup's smile broadened as his chest swelled, "It's an honor to be apart of their battalion." Watching his as he said this, I felt as though he were a kid who was just proud to play with the big boys.

I told him, "Well, I saw how you drew General Krell into that trap, and that took guts, so I think you're an amazing addition to the 501st." and, suddenly, I felt bad when I saw his blush deepen. Wanting to change the subject for the poor boy, I went on, "So, Tup, one of our viewers, 'TheDoctorCT-21-0408' asks, 'Who is your closet brother?''

"I'd say, Dogma."

"Really?" I started, as I settled more into my seat, "That must have been difficult then to have him side with General Krell, so much. I know he doesn't anymore, but I mean at the beginning."

"Ah, that's Dogma for you. Heck, it's why we gave him his name. It means to follow without question, and he was more than proud to have it."

"I didn't know that. How did his trial go, after the fight for Umbara?"

"The Court Martial? It went fairly quick. Captain Rex spoke of his behalf, which helped the case a lot." He shrugged slightly, as he added, "To tell you the truth, though, there wasn't much they could do to Dogma. We were trained to follow orders without question, and Dogma just had a talent for it. So, how can the Republic execute him for something they taught him to do?"

"You're right, you can't deny the facts. Okay, 'Jedi-TARDIS-Chick101' asks you why you chose the teardrop tattoo?"

He glanced down at the teardrop painted under his helmet visor; Saying. "The tattoo shows that you've either lost a close brother, or you've killed someone." Tup lifted his head and said, "Now, I know you're going to ask me which one is it, Miss Kale, but I'd prefer not to talk about it."

"Oh," My eyes shifted down towards his teardrop under his eye for a second, and I couldn't help but feel curious. But, that wasn't something I could help. Shaking my head, I went on, "Don't worry, I can respect that. We have another question here from 'Raptor' who wants to know, 'Why is your group called the 501st?'"

"I would like to know that myself. I've asked, Dogma's asked, but no one actually knows. Quite frankly, I don't think many men know where their battalion's name comes from. Except for the Wolf Pack, of course, they all know where their name came from; because they created it. But, typically, a General chooses long before we're even there to have a say in it. I still like the name, though."

"501st does have a ring to it." I nodded as I switched the cards; reading, "'Ahsokatano191' asks, 'What is the one food that you would like to try?'"

"Anything besides military ration bars." He chuckled, "But, if I had to pick something, it would more in likely be the Driblis fruit or the Drickle fruit."

I arched a brow to such names, "The what?"

"I'm guessing you don't have them on Earth," He gnawed at his lower lip, "but that's understandable. I like the look of the Drickle fruit; Although, I'm not sure if I'd like the taste, so much. I've just seen a couple of civilian's buying them and carrying them in their baskets."

"Well," I glanced backstage and gave a curt nod towards Ashley, "maybe we can try to have something arranged. Maybe have a basket full of...Dribly?"

"Driblis." He laughed.

"Yes, that word. I'm sorry," I dropped my head, "I don't think I'll ever be able to pronounce that. It's not even that hard, either, that's the sad part."

"I don't want to cause you any trouble, Miss Kale, I can't expect-"

"I'm not going to have you convince me out of it, Tup. I don't see anything wrong with at least trying to find...Drickmel fruit?"

"Drickle fruit."

"Eitherway, you sacrafice your life on the lines every day along with your brothers. The least we can do is try to get you some fruit to take home for you and your brothers." My shoulders rose and fell as I added. "Consider it as a thank you."

Later, I read from the next card up, "Now, from, 'TheDoctorCT-21-0408'. 'Did you think what Fives, Jesse, and Hardcase were doing was wrong?'"

He watched me for a second as he registered the fact that he just lost that argument, and when he was done, he finally asked, "I'm sorry, but could you repeat that again?"

"Did you think what Fives, Jesse, and Hardcase were doing was wrong?"

"Not really. I knew it was against regulations, but it was mostly Dogma who was worried about the situation, and he had a reason too, too. He literally lives and breathes the military. He would take a desk job if it meant he'd be helping out the core in some way."

"Wow, I know you guys are big on fighting at the front, but that really screams volumes." I subconsciously fiddled with the last card in my hands, brushing my thumb across its edges as I said, "But, I have to ask, if what Fives, Jesse, and Hardcase were doing didn't bother you, why did you go with him to tell Krell?"

"Because, not only did he have a point, we could have gotten court martialed for knowing, but, also, that's just what you do for a brother. We look out for each other. In a sense, Dogma was doing that for me even. If he wanted to, he could have left, not encouraged me to come, told Krell and mentioned that I knew about the elaborate scheme in the process."

I became wide-eyed as I registered everything he just said. "I never thought about it that way." Shaking my head, I casually glanced down at the last card. Reading it in my head first, I slowly sucked in a breath and expelled, "Our last question: By 'Ahsokatano191'. 'How did you feel when General Krell became a traitor?'"

"I was angry, but I wasn't surprised." He replied, as he shook his head, "Maybe, slightly surprised, but not by much. In the end, I wanted him either dead or imprisoned for life. But, death was better, though; because he couldn't cause anymore problems for the Republic."

"I couldn't agree with you more." I laced my fingers together and rested them on my lap, "Now, we have someone who would very much like a hug. If you wouldn't mind?"

"I heard about the hugs," The man tried to conceal a smile, but his cheeks flushed again, "and I don't see why I'd mind."

"Great! Then, everyone, please welcome, 'Jedi-TARDIS-Chick101!'" Tup watched as a girl, from the audience, stood up in her seat and squeezed her way past the person sitting next to her. When she made her way down the steps of the auditorium and up the steps to the stage I greeted her there and directed her towards the young Trooper. She had on a 'Gallifrey Falls No More' sweater that stopped at her hips and a pair of blue jeans.

I didn't even have a chance to introduce her before Tup came up and was prepared for the hug. With a lopsided grin, his arms twitched slightly forward; unsure of whether to initiate the it first or not. Amusingly, something tells me he's seen this show once or twice. With a shrug, I give a nod towards JediChick, and watched as she closed the distance and gave him a simple hug. I didn't even both restraining a smile when Tup hugged her back.

After they had parted, JediChick101 said thank you and waved goodbye before she left. Tup, with a smile still splashed across his face, extended his hand to shake mine, and I laughed outright.

Meeting his hand, I commented, "You have watched this show before, haven't you?"

"My favorite episode was when you electrocuted Krell." He answered, sheepishly.

Before he left, I gave him a pat on the back and said, "Same here."

After I watched him disappear backstage, I turned to face the crowd, "That was another week for our amazing soldiers! Our next guest will be Commander Bly! Remember to stay away from M-rated questions, and don't forget to look at the reviews to make sure your questions haven't already been asked."

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