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"Don't worry, Phoenix Leader. We'll be back with those codes before you know it," Wedge reassured Hera from a stolen Imperial shuttle that was detaching from the Ghost's airlock as both ships were floating in space.
"Let's your co-pilots aren't more of a challenge than the mission," Zeb teased from the Ghost's cockpit as he stood next to Satele, who was sitting in the the seat behind the co-pilot's seat and behind Hera, who was sitting in the pilot's seat.
"What makes you say that?" Wedge asked him.
"No reason," Zeb answered.
"Yeah, no reason at all," Satele said, agreeing with Zeb as they both chuckled and fist bumped each other.
"Let's cut the chatter. We've got a job to do," Hera told the Mandalorian and Lasat as Zeb sat down in the seat behind her.
"Copy that, Phoenix Leader," Wedge said before the Imperial shuttle he was piloting jumped into Hyperspace.
"Despite what you two think, I'm confident we have our best team on the job," Hera assured Satele and Zeb.
"Okay, since when does our best team include AP-5, Chopper and Wedge?" Zeb asked her, sarcastically.
"I don't get it, AP-5. Why are you so surprised Hera picked me for this mission?" Wedge, who was wearing a TIE fighter's flight suit, asked the protocol droid as AP-5 was sitting in the seat behind the co-pilot's seat with Chopper standing next to him and behind Wedge as he was painted in an Imperial color scheme by Satele as the shuttle traveled through Hyperspace.
"Your grasp of protocol is sorely lacking," AP-5 explained, "Imperial pilots never remove their helmets in flight."
"I know, I was top of my class at the Imperial Academy," Wedge told him.
"Oh, Lieutenant Antillies, you are mistaking my attention for an attack on your obviously fragile ego," AP-5 stated, causing Chopper to grunt a response before Wedge sighed, "I want this mission to go precisely as planned. We need to acquire the Imperial codes for our attack on Lothal."
"Yeah, I was at the briefing, too," Wedge reminded AP-5, causing Chopper to grunt a response, causing AP-5 to turn to the astromech droid.
"You just got your circuits overheated that I was put in charge," AP-5 told him, causing Chopper to grunt a response, "Well, it is not your mission. It is mine. Captain Syndulla was specific about this being my operation due to my skill and experience."
"Can you two argue somewhere else?" Wedge asked the two droids before Chopper grunted another response.
"I will have you know, anything you can do, I can do better," AP-5 told Chopper, causing the astromech droid to grunt a response, "Yes, I can." Chopper then grunted another response, "Yes, I can!" Chopper then grunted yet again, "That includes even being a rebel spy." Chopper grunted another response, "My programming is superior to yours." Chopper then grunted yet another response, "Yes, it is." Chopper then grunted another response, "Yes, it is!" Chopper grunted yet again, "Yes, it is."
"Now I know why I got this mission," Wedge muttered to himself, "Nobody else wanted it."
"Yes, I can," AP-5 told Chopper as they continued to argue after the Imperial shuttle that Wedge was piloting jumped out of Hyperspace and entered the atmosphere of Killun 71, a moon in the Outer Rim Territories that had green mist for an atmosphere and jagged rock spires for its terrain.
"Lock it down, you two," Wedge told AP-5 and Chopper as he put his TIE pilot's helmet on as they began to approach the moon's station known as Killun Station, "Here comes the welcoming committee."
"This is a restricted sector. Identify yourselves," a masculine voice said over the Imperial shuttle's communications system.
"This is 836-VS. Delivery of service droids," Wedge answered as he used the shuttle's communications system, "Code clearance, uh, B6279."
"That was not very convincing," AP-5 told Wedge as he crossed his arms, "I definitely would not believe you."
"Thanks for the vote of confidence," Wedge muttered, sarcastically.
"836-VS, you've been cleared. Follow us in," the same Imperial said as TIE fighters began escorting the Imperial shuttle to the station's landing platform.
"No, you follow my lead," AP-5 told Chopper as they walked down the Imperial shuttle's ramp after it lowered as it landed on the station's landing platform with its wings folding upwards as Chopper grunted as they approached a scanner where there were two stormtroopers guarding it.
"Halt. Proceed through the scanner one at a time," one of the stormtroopers told them.
"I'm aware of the protocol," AP-5 told the stormtroopers as he walked through the scanner, which beeped positive as its light flashed green.
"Now you," the stormtrooper ordered Chopper after AP-5 passed through the scanner as he turned to the astromech droid as Chopper rolled through the scanner as it didn't beep or flashed with confirmation nor did it go off.
"I told you to follow my lead," AP-5 told Chopper, who grunted a response as they entered the station, "No, that's not what you're doing."
The scanner suddenly beeped negative and flashed red after AP-5 and Chopper entered the station with the stormtroopers not even noticing.
"Controller, an unauthorized droid has just entered the ISB base on Killun-71," a human male communications officer with light skin, brown eyes and cranial cybernetic implants named 3-9 told an Imperial controller that was also a human male but had light skin, brown eyes and was bald and a brown beard but had an AJ6 cyborg construct over the back of his head wearing glasses that had yellow lenses named LT-319 as they were on board of an Imperial IGV-55 surveillance vessel as it floated in space as he sat at a desk behind 3-9.
"This could be the spy droid we have been searching for," LT-319 said as 3-9 sent an image of the unauthorized droid to him from his computer system, "Set a course."
"Stop that!" AP-5 ordered Chopper as he saw him arguing with a mouse droid, kicking it with his wheel as they walked down one of Killun Station's corridors, "You were fortunate to pass through security. We still have to get to the central computer." Chopper grunted a response as he pulled out one of his metal arms for a second as he stood in front of an astromech port, "Yes, these terminals connect to central, but the most current codes will not be accessible here. This information is precisely why I was made leader of this operation." Chopper grunted another response, causing AP-5 to point his finger at him for a second before placing both of his arms over his hips, "You know that I do more than make calculations. The only thing you do is make others miserable." Chopper then grunted another response, "All right, that's it!" AP-5 then slammed his arms on top of Chopper's dome, "I will retrieve the codes myself." Chopper then grunted a response as he waved AP-5 off as he pulled one of his metal arms out as AP-5 walked away from the astromech droid before rolling back towards the astromech port.
"3-9, where is the beta scan update?" A human female communications officer with light skin, brown eyes and cranial implants on theIGV-55 surveillance vessel asked 3-9 as the ship began to approach Killun 71 after the ship jumped out of Hyperspace.
"Tracking 7-1-6-1," 3-6 said as he watched a security recording's footage of the stolen Imperial shuttle that Wedge flew in on as its ramp lowered with AP-5 and Chopper walking down the ramp, "Data received. The astromech that triggered the alarm on Killun station arrived aboard this shuttle."
"Checking archive data on identified rebel droids," LT-319 said as the large screen in front of them displayed a still image of the security footage of AP-5 and Chopper walking down the stolen shuttle's ramp before it zoomed in on the two droids, "Hmm, quite a unique model. Out of date." He then pulled up four images of Chopper when he was previously disguised as an Imperial droid including the one with AP-5, "I believe this C1 astromech is the droid infiltrator Grand Admiral Thrawn referenced in his memo about the rebels of Phoenix Squadron."
"I will alert the station at once," 3-9 told him as he turned to LT-319.
"No, we'll inform the ISB after I have what I need from that spy," LT-319 insisted.
"Yes, the simplicity of the structure," AP-5 noted as he walked down the halls of Killun station, "How I do miss Imperial hallways. So well organized." He then looked at a doorway next to him as he found the central computer, "Ah, there it is. The Central Computer Core." He then began to walk through the doorway towards the Central Computer Core.
"Halt," he suddenly heard a protocol droid with a female personality call out to him from behind, causing him to turn around to see that the protocol droid was the same model as him but was colored dark gray and white sensors for eyes, "What are you doing here? I am PZ-7. I was not aware two inventory units were assigned to this level."
"Uh, well, it is unfortunate, but I must report, you have been reassigned to the cargo platform," AP-5 told her as he pointed one of his fingers at her, "I am your replacement."
"I understand," PZ-7 said as AP-5 lowered his arm before leaving for Killun station's cargo platform.
"I can't believe I'm the same model as that Imperial drone," AP-5 muttered to himself after he shook his head before he turned back around as he continued to proceed towards the Central Computer Core with the door sliding shut as he entered the Central Computer Core and began to walk towards a computer within the room as he took a data disk, "The Empire never did take droids seriously. That alone explains all of Chopper's success. I, on the other hand, use my superior intellect to my advantage." He then inserted the data disk into the computer's terminal as he went to use the computer, "Downloading clearance codes for Lothal." The data disk ejected itself out of the computer's terminal seconds after he said that as he grabbed it from the computer's terminal, "Download complete. Hmm, I could have done this mission by myself."
"Controller, the rebel droid is attempting to access the network," 3-9 informed LT-319 as he turned around towards him after he watched Chopper rotating his scomp link around in the astromech port that he was standing at when AP-5 left him.
"Perfect," LT-319 stated, "This means I can now extract the location of the rebel base from its memory. Capture it." With that, 3-9 pressed a button on his computer console, sending a surge of electricity to come out of the astromech port that Chopper was accessing and grunted as the electricity passed into him as LT-319 stood up, "Admiral Thrawn will be so pleased."
"Sir, there are no base coordinates stored on this droid," 3-9 reported.
"If it cannot divulge the location of their rebel base, then I will use it to lead us there," LT-319 stated as he sat back down in his seat as he went to remote control Chopper, "Initiate takeover." Chopper began to grunt erratically as he metal arms sprung out of his dome as he tried to resist the takeover, "This droid's resistance to reprogramming is admirable, but ultimately futile." Chopper then powered down, seconds after LT-319 said that as he and the other Imperials on the IGV-55 surveillance vessel took control over Chopper.
"Controller, takeover complete," 3-9 reported to LT-319 as his computer console's screen displayed what was coming out of Chopper's visual processor.
"Well, what do we have here?" AP-5 said as he approached the power down Chopper standing in front of the astromech port, "Just as I suspected. All talk, no action. And while you were waiting your time here, I stole the codes." He then walked towards Chopper and waved the data disk containing the codes in front of Chopper's visual processor, while unbeknownst to him LT-319 and the other Imperial communications officers were watching him through Chopper, "Oh, so now you're ignoring me? Now that I have clearly proven why I am leader, I suggest you admit failure and return with me to the shuttle." He then noticed that Chopper wasn't moving with the corner of his sensors as he began to walk away, "Fine. Have it your way."
"Controller, I've verified it. That inventory droid has accessed Lothal clearance codes from the main computer," the female communications officer reported to LT-319 as she turned to him, "There is a danger."
"I calculate a 31% risk of the rebels successfully using the codes, but we have an 82% chance of learning the location of their base if we let them escape and track them," LT-319 surmised as he stood up, "The odds are with us."
"I have successfully retrieved the codes," AP-5 told Wedge as he walked onto the stolen Imperial shuttle's ramp after leaving the station, "We must leave at once."
"Wait, where's Chopper?" Wedge immediately asked the protocol droid as he noticed that Chopper was absent when the astromech droid suddenly rolled onto the ship's ramp.
"Well, it is about time," AP-5 told Chopper before the astromech grunted a response.
"Did he just apologize?" Wedge asked AP-5 with surprise in his voice as they both looked at each other as they both were surprised by what they heard Chopper say before the astromech grunted another response.
"Yes," AP-5 confirmed, "And now he's admitting that I am the better leader?"
"All right, then, this should be a painless flight back to base," Wedge said before walking towards the ladder next to them in the shuttle's troop bay and climbed up the ladder as the shuttle's ramp sealed shut.
"What exactly are you up to?" AP-5 asked Chopper as the astromech grunted a response, while LT-319 watched AP-5 from the large screen on the IGV-55 surveillance vessel through Chopper's visual processor, "Code 16? That means you're in standby mode. Since when have you been in standby mode?"
Soon the stolen Imperial shuttle was traveling through Hyperspace as AP-5 sat on a bench within the shuttle's troop bay, staring at Chopper, who was standing across from him as the astromech grunted at him.
"My problem?" AP-5 repeated as LT-319 continued to watch him from the large screen on the IGV-55 surveillance vessel, "You said you were code 16. That is an Imperial term." Chopper then grunted a response, "Speaking my language? I only speak Imperial code when required to. Are you questioning my loyalty again?"
"Hey, guys, get up here," Wedge suddenly called out to them from the cockpit as AP-5 stood up.
"I am onto you," AP-5 told Chopper as he left for the cockpit before Chopper went to leave for the cockpit as well.
"And it sounds like everything went as planned," a hologram of Hera, who had her arms crossed told Wedge in the cockpit as she was being displayed from the shuttle's holocommunicator, "Good job."
"Thanks, Captain Syndulla, but your two droids did all the work," Wedge informed her as he leaned over the pilot's seat.
"Technically, one droid did all the work," AP-5 corrected him as he entered the cockpit and leaned over the co-pilot's seat, "That would be me, AP-5."
"Okay, then, well done, all of you," Hera congratulated them as AP-5 sat down in the seat behind the co-pilot's seat, "So, Wedge, how long until you reach our rendezvous point?"
"We'll be there within the hour," Wedge answered.
"See you soon," Hera said as the holocommunicator switched off.
"What is the matter with you?" Wedge asked AP-5 when Chopper suddenly entered the Cockpit, grunting as he held a carton of blue mink in one of his metal arms and handed it to him, causing Wedge to take it from him, "Thanks for the drink, Chop." Chopper placed his metal arm back inside his dome as Wedge took a sip of the blue milk as he noticed Chopper's attitude change, "Where was this attitude earlier?"
"That is an excellent question, Lieutenant," AP-5 said, agreeing with Wedge, "This new attitude of his feels insincere to me."
"Hey, it's better than before," Wedge told him, "Now, if you could upgrade your attitude…"
"My attitude?" AP-5 repeated with disbelief before he stood back up, "I am not the problem here. In fact, I am the reason my mission was successful."
"This inventory droid is a complication that could ruin my plan," LT-319 stated as he stood back up, "We must appease him. For now."
"You just called me 'Sir'?" AP-5 asked Chopper as he sat down in the co-pilot's seat after Chopper grunted a response as he pulled one of his metal arms out of his dome, "Oh, now I see what you're up to, C1-10P! You want me to relax so you can take possession of the data disk." Chopper grunted as Wedge sat back down in his seat before turning to him.
"Hey, Chop, would you mind checking on the Hyperdrive power coils?" Wedge asked Chopper, "Feels like we're dragging a bit." Chopper grunted a response and rolled away as Wedge turned to AP-5, "Look, AP, this childish competition between you and Chopper has gone too far. It's got to stop."
"This has become much more than a game, Lieutenant. I suspect Chopper may have been compromised on Killun station," AP-5 told him.
"You are paranoid. Get your sensors checked. There's nothing wrong with our little friend," Wedge said, reassuring him that there wasn't anything wrong with Chopper, who then grunted a response, "Thanks, buddy. Do me a favor. Take the controls while I use the refresher." Wedge tapped his hand on Chopper's dome as he walked past him after he got up from the pilot's seat before Chopper and AP-5 stared at each other.
Wedge unzipped his TIE fighter's flight suit's zipper as he stood in front of a urinal stall as he entered the shuttle's refresher when AP-5 suddenly entered the refresher, following him.
"Very clever," AP-5 said, surprising Wedge as he quickly zipped his pants back up.
"AP-5!" Wedge said with surprise in his voice.
"Now we can talk privately, Lieutenant," AP-5 told him after he walked behind him.
"Now, hold on. Wait a minute," Wedge protested as he turned around towards the protocol droid.
"We don't have much time, so here's what I know. I saw Chopper plugged into a network terminal. When I found him, he was strangely silent, but I thought he was merely ignoring me, as usual," AP-5 began to explain to Wedge, "Then I heard him use an Imperial term."
"Okay, stop. I don't have time for conspiracy theories right now. I really have to use the refresher," Wedge told AP-5 before pushing him out of the refresher, while unbeknownst to them, Chopper was spying on them from the cockpit's hatch, "Just get out!"
"But I wasn't…. finished," AP-5 said as the door to the shuttle's refresher slid shut in front of him.
"Neither was I!" Wedge yelled back at him from the refresher.
"It appears everything is back on track. The Inventory droid has undermined his own credibility," LT-319 stated as he watched Wedge push AP-5 out of the refresher from the large screen in front of him on the IGV-55 surveillance vessel, "It is only a matter of time before the astromech leads us to Phoenix Squadron and then their rebel base."
As the stolen Imperial shuttle exited Hyperspace and reached the rendezvous with the Ghost, the shuttle docked with the VCX-100 light freighter as Zeb and Satele were sitting around the holotable in the common room with Zeb repairing his bo-rifle, while Satele held her airbrush in her hand, painting a canvas that she had on her lap with as Hera was walking around the room, holding a datapad in her right hand.
"Here are the codes, Captain. I saved them from C1-10P," AP-5 said as he handed the data disk to Hera after he and Wedge entered the common room, causing Hera to look confused as he said that.
"AP-5 and Chop were playing some kind of spy game the whole trip," Wedge explained, causing both Zeb and Satele to look up from what they were doing and begin laughing for a second.
"It was not a game!" AP-5 argued, "This is a serious matter. I have grave concerns about Chopper-"
"By the way, where is he?" Satele asked him as she saw that he wasn't in the room with them.
"Please, you must listen to me," AP-5 pleaded with them as Wedge walked back towards that doorway that he and AP-5 entered through when they entered the Ghost's common room with the door sliding open, while Hera handed her datapad to AP-5.
"Chop, where are you? Chopper?" Hera said, calling out to her astromech, "I'll find him." She then exited the common room with the data disk in her hand as she began walking towards the cockpit.
"Chopper?" Hera said, calling her astromech's name again as she entered the cockpit before she heard him grunt and saw Chopper with his scomp link inserted into the cockpit's scomp link, "What are you doing in the Hyperspace logs?" Chopper then ejected his scomp link from the astromech port as he turned to her and grunted an explanation, "Updating your database? You're not making any sense, Chop." He grunted again as she walked towards the front of the cockpit, "You had files wiped on Killun?" She then placed the data disk on the Ghost's console as she turned to him and placed her left arm over her hip before doing the same to her other arm, "No, if you remember, I always wipe your data after every jump, as a security precaution. I think you need a power recharge." Chopper grunted yet again as he left the cockpit before she crossed her arms.
"So I turn around, and this one's followed me into the refresher!" Wedge told Satele and Zeb as he sat around the holotable as AP-5 approached them while Satele sat on top of the couch around the holotable with the canvas that she was painting in her hands as they all laughed.
"He did the same thing to me," Zeb told them.
"Anyway, Satele," Wedge said as he turned to the Mandalorian, "What was that you were painting earlier?"
"Oh, it's this," Satele told him as she showed him that painting that she was painting on the canvas when he, AP-5 and Chopper returned from getting the clearance codes for Lothal from Killun station and saw that it had a Mythosaur's skull painted on it with a line going through the middle of the skull.
"What's it supposed to be?" Wedge asked her.
"It's something I'm trying to figure out what the symbol of my sect of the Jedi Order should be," Satele answered, "See the skull on both sides of the canvas? It's supposed to be of an extinct creature from Mandalore that my people drove to extinction known as a Mythosaur, I'm thinking that I should have it to replace the living sunrise that the Jedi Order of old had and the line going through it is supposed to be of a lightsaber, similar to how the winged blade of light represented a lightsaber in the symbol of the Old Jedi Order. I'm gonna see what Sabine thinks when I speak with her, my boyfriend and our family when I speak with them later in one of our holo-meetings to free Father from Imperial custody in Sundari."
"Uh, I'd hate to break up the party, but I think there's something wrong with Chop," Hera said as she entered the common room.
"As I have pointed out repeatedly," AP-5 added, agreeing with her.
"Now that you mention it, Hera, Chop's been curiously nice to me," Wedge told the Twi'lek.
"Whoa, that's not curious," Zeb remarked as unbeknownst to them, Chopper was spying on them from the corridor that contained everyone's rooms and the cockpit as he stood behind the ladder, "That's creepy."
"Yes, precisely," AP-5 stated as Chopper backed away from the ladder and began to roll towards the cockpit.
"Maybe he has a short circuit," Satele suggested.
"We should run a diagnostic," Hera stated when they suddenly felt the Ghost shake as all of a sudden it jumped out of Hyperspace.
"The ship just dropped out of Hyperspace," AP-5 explained.
"Chopper, where are you? Why did the ship drop out of Hyperspace?" Hera asked Chopper as she contacted him as she took out her comlink before she got a grunt response from the astromech, "He's in the engine room. Says there's some kind of malfunction."
"I'll show him a malfunction," Zeb said as he pounded his fist into his palm as he began to leave the common room.
"Go easy on him, Zeb. We don't know what's wrong with him yet," Hera said as she began to follow him towards the engine room as Wedge stood up and began to follow them.
"Is it wise for all of us to go?" AP-5 asked them.
"What? You afraid of Chopper now?" Satele asked as she placed her canvas on the holotable before hopping off the couch and landed onto the floor.
"What? No. No," AP-5 protested as Satele went to follow the others to find Chopper with AP-5 following her, while Chopper hid in a room within the corridor that contained everyone's rooms as they walked past him and soon climbed down the ladder to the cargo hold and as this happened, Chopper rolled into the cockpit and closed the hatch from the astromech port with his scomp link as AP-5 was climbing down the ladder last, "It's locked. Open this door at once, you traitorous grease bucket!"
"Chopper, what are you doing?" Hera asked Chopper as AP-5 climbed down the ladder as Chopper sealed the doors, locking them in the cargo hold as he detached the Imperial shuttle from the Ghost as well.
"Well, I hate to say I told you so," AP-5 remarked.
"Next time, AP, we'll listen to you I promise," Hera reassured him as she placed her left hand over his left shoulder.
"Let us hope there is a next time," AP-5 stated as Hera removed her hand from AP-5's shoulder.
"Controller, the stolen data tape has been recovered," 3-9 reported to LT-319 as Chopper grabbed the data disk from the Ghost's console with one of his metal arms.
"Very good. Now install the data spike into their navicomputer," LT-319 ordered before Chopper pulled a data spike out from his body and inserted it into the cockpit's astromech port, which began to rotate around as it slowly inserted itself into the astromech port, "The spike has begun decoding the coordinates on their navicomputer. All we need now is a little time, and no interference."
"I don't think it's gonna open," Zeb told everyone after trying to force open the sealed door on the catwalk above with both Satele and Wedge standing next to him, while Hera and AP-5 stood on the floor of the cargo hold below, "We're stuck in here!"
"We have no need of prisoners," LT-319 told Chopper, "Open the cargo bay doors."
"No we're not," Hera said as the cargo hold's ramp suddenly lowered as the gravity within the cargo hold began to be sucked out into space as the alarms began to blare as Hera held onto the ladder next to her as Zeb fell off of the catwalk as Satele's boots magnetically locked themselves to the floor as she grabbed Zeb's hand, while Wedge held onto the catwalk's ledge as containers were sucked out into space as AP-5 staggered backwards due to the gravity as Wedge began to slip off the ledge as Hera went to reach for the buttons for the hoist and clicked it, allowing the hoist to emerge from its compartment in the wall and clicked a button on it before swiping the handle down, causing the ramp to raise back up and sealed shut as Zeb, Wedge, Hera and AP-5 to fall to the floor, while she climbed down the ladder to the cargo hold's floor.
"Ah, a clever solution. But alas, temporary," LT-319 stated as he observed what Hera did from the cargo hold as he watched through Chopper's visual processor, who stared at one of the security camera screens in the Ghost's cockpit above him, "Although getting the Mandalorian out of the ship will be tricky as it seems that her armor has some sort of magnetic lock in her boots."
"I was afraid of this," Hera said as she scanned Chopper from the hoist.
"What now?" Wedge asked her.
"Someone has compromised Chopper, and they're trying to download the location of our base," Hera answered.
If we don't get out of here, it's bye-bye Phoenix Squadron," the Mandalorian stated, "Hera, there must be another way out."
"There is," Hera told her as she stood up and walked away from the hoist, "Maybe we can override the hatch controls. There's an access port on the hull. Outside."
"Um, yeah, we don't have space suits," Satele told her, "But if I didn't leave my helmet and jetpack in my room, I would be able to do it."
"AP-5 doesn't need either of those things," Hera stated.
"Well, it is true that my chassis could sustain itself far longer than any life form," AP-5 told them as everyone crossed their arms, "Not that I'm volunteering."
"Yes, you are," Hera stated, "We don't have much time. Here's what you'll do…"
As the data spike continued to insert itself into the cockpit's astromech port, AP-5 climbed up onto the hull of the Ghost with Chopper noticing him as he walked past the outside of the cockpit.
"The time has come to end that traitorous inventory droid," LT-319 said as Chopper rolled out of the cockpit and entered the common room and grabbed a pair of RK-3 blaster pistols that were on top of the holotable, next to Satele's canvas with both of his metal arms.
"There's the override circuit," AP-5 said as he removed the hatch for the override circuit as Chopper hovered at the other end of the Ghost's hull in the distance, wielding both blaster pistols as he grunted and began flying towards him, "Oh, dear." Chopper began firing the blasters at him as he used the hatch as a shield, ricocheting the blaster bolts off the hatch as Chopper flew past him.
"Come on, AP-5! Hurry!" Hera called out to AP-5 from the cargo hold as she stood at the hoist as they all stared up at the closed hatch of the ladder.
"Data transfer at 50%," 3-9 reported to LT-319 as the data spike that was in the astromech port of the Ghost ejected itself a bit out of the astromech port as the large screen began to display a few images from the data from the Ghost's navicomputer.
"Success!" LT-319 said as he stood back up, "Search the archival memory for the location of their base."
"Aha!" AP-5 announced as he finally unsealed the hatched with the override circuit as he had the hatch for the override circuit next to the override circuit on the ship's hull when Chopper came flying back at him.
"AP did it! Yeah!" Satele cried with relief as the hatch for the ladder unsealed itself.
"Let's go. Hurry," Hera told her as Wedge began climbing up the ladder.
Chopper continued to push AP-5 backwards as he flew towards him, causing AP-5 to stagger off the hull of the Ghost.
"No!" AP-5 yelled as he began flying off into the vacuum of space as Chopper discarded the blaster pistol he was wielding as he began to fly back towards the Ghost.
As Chopper reentered the Ghost, he began rolling back into the cockpit and approached the data spike in the astromech port when he was suddenly zapped with the electricity from Zeb's bo-rifle as he had it in its electro-staff feature, causing Chopper to scream out in pain, "Oh, no, you don't." Chopper soon powered down from the electricity from the electro-staff feature of Zeb's bo-rifle, "Ha! Been waiting to do that for a long time." Satele then climbed up from the ladder and pulled out the data spike from the astromech port.
"What is happening? What is going on?" LT-319 asked as the data transfer on the large screen in front of the room began to glitch out.
"Data transfer incomplete," 3-9 answered.
"Looks like they nearly got what they wanted," Satele remarked as she handed the data spike to Hera, who walked forward as Wedge climbed up the ladder into the cockpit.
"Yeah? Well maybe we should give it to them," Hera said with anger as she turned back around towards them, "They want to mess with my droid, they're gonna pay for it!" She then turned to the Lasat, "Zeb, get him up."
"Uh-oh. Hera's mad," Satele remarked to Wedge as Zeb nodded as he picked Chopper up and put him back on his feet.
"Whoever's responsible for this had to have a strong signal array to control Chopper at such a distance," Hera stated as she plugged a cable into the bottom of the Ghost's console.
"So…" Zeb began to ask as Hera walked over to Chopper.
"So I'm going to reverse the feed on them and send back a bit more power than they expect," Hera explained as she plugged the other end of the cable into Chopper's visual processor within his dome.
"Hey! You! Imperial sleemo!" Hera yelled as she appeared on the large screen on the IGV-55 surveillance vessel, "Keep your hands off my droid!"
Hera then pressed a button on one of the controls on the Ghost's console, causing Chopper to begin convulsing with electricity as he grunted erratically.
"Our circuits are overloading!" 3-9 reported as the computers on the IGV-55 surveillance vessel began to spark with electricity.
"The fuel cells have been compromised," the female communications officer added.
"Cut it off. Cut it off!" LT-319 ordered.
"Say goodbye to your memory core," Hera told them as she increased the data overload, causing the IGV-55 surveillance vessel to explode, killing everyone aboard.
"Chopper? Chopper? You in there?" Hera said, pleading with her powered down astromech as she bent down towards him and placed her hands over his dome with Satele, Wedge and Zeb watching, "Come back to me, buddy." Satele and Zeb both looked down with sadness when Chopper suddenly powered back up.
"He's back!" Satele said, happily.
"Can't believe I'm saying this, but I'm glad you're okay, Chop," Zeb remarked as he leaned down towards him.
"That was a close one," Wedge reminded them, "Hey, let's not forget AP-5. After all, he helped us get out of the hold."
"Yeah, AP, way to go…" Satele cheered before noticing that he was absent, "Wait, where is he?"
"I should be frightened, but I'm strangely calm," AP-5 remarked as he floated in the vacuum of space, "The silence… Solitude… Ah, this is beautiful. I'm in a word of my own. I do not feel alone," a herd of baby neebrays then began to surround him as he began to sing, "It's easy to see. I fit perfectly. In this wonderful. Beautiful simply." He then stopped singing as he saw the light of the Ghost flying towards him with the cargo hold's ramp lowered as the baby neebray flew away, "Oh, no, no! Go away! I was so happy."
"Nice save, AP," Zeb said, thanking the protocol droid as he stood at the hoist.
"Yeah, AP, we all owe you one," Satele told AP-5, agreeing with Zeb as she and Wedge helped him up the Ghost's ramp.
"You tried to scrap me!" AP-5 told Chopper as the astromech stood in front of him and grunted an apology,"If you are apologizing, I fear you must still be compromised." Chopper then pulled both of his metal arms out and whacked him and Wedge in the leg with them, "Ahh!"
"Ow!" Wedge cried out in pain as Chopper grunted a response before rolling away.
"Oh, sorry for being nice?" AP-5 repeated as he translated what Chopper said.
"I'm done with droids! From now on, I fly solo!" Wedge remarked as he and AP-5 began to chase Chopper, "Come here, trash can!"
"Why, you-" AP-5 called out to Chopper as the astromech grunted.
"Like I said, don't mess with my droid," Hera said, half-jokingly as she watched both Wedge and AP-5 chase Chopper as she stood on the catwalk above them.
Please favorite and review. Would you like me to continue adding the Imperial scenes or not?
Also who else have seen the last two episodes of the Obi-Wan Kenobi show?