Gregor made it to the bridge
As Gregor opened fire on the buzz droids, the astromechs circled him and WAC. They extended their electro-prods to dispatch those that got too close while WAC focused on knocking any that got on the droids off and into the electrical current.
[Hold your fire! I want to try something.]
"Gregor! R2 wants to try something and needs you to hold your fire."
Gregor stopped firing and gave R2 a look.
"I hope this is a good idea R2."
With those words, R2 activated his jets and flew around the droids while simultaneously shooting out oil from his nozzle. After circling them, he used his small blow torch to ignite the ring of fire.
The buzz-droid's circuits fried within the heat of the fire, creating a barrier they couldn't cross. Beneath his helmet, Gregor smiled and continued firing.
"That was a good idea R2."
"Good work. You've established a perimeter."
Until several of them began to climb up the walls and onto the ceiling.
"They're still coming!"
Gregor redirected his fire to the ones on the ceiling, barely slowing down the advance of the droid assault.
"Please tell me you have a brilliant strategy, Colonel!"
Gascon looked around in horror at the endless tide of buzz droids closing in on them.
"I don't know! There's just so many of them."
[The window! If we smash it, we can suck them into space.]
Gascon gave him a look before turning to Gregor. "is your suit still preserved?"
Gregor gave him a look before he realized why he was asking.
"Just say when to open fire Colonial."
WAC then grabbed onto BZ. "Everyone! Magnetize your feet!"
With that, all the mechs stuck themselves to the floor and Gregor sealed himself into BZ. When they were all done, Gascon spoke to the commando.
"You may fire at will Greggor."
With a nod, Gregor turned to face the windows and fired into them. It took the rest of his clip to do it, but the window eventually gave way with a final groan under the pressure.
The suction began to draw the Buzz droids through it and into the void of space. Gregor was forced to give C4 a bear hug to prevent himself from being sucked out also.
"Hheellpp mmee!"
As the voice rang out, a LEP Servant Droid flew by them, only to snag onto QT to prevent her from being sucked out as well.
"Who are you?"
"Worry about that after we close the window, Gregor! R2, close the blast door!"
R2 activated the jets and flew low to the floor until he could get behind one of the control panels. Once he magnetized his feet again, he was able to interact with the control port and activate the blast shield on the windows.
When the immediate crisis was over, the droids all turned to the new addition to their group. Gregor raised his now empty blastor at the droid in an attempt to bluff them.
"All right, who are you and what are you doing on this ship?"
The new droid raised her hand in a gesture of non-hostility.
"I am BNI-393, an LEP Servant Droid. My master called me Bunny."
Gascon emerged from BZ after taking a few deep breaths to calm himself down. "And where is your master?"
"HE was killed when the Separatists took control of this ship."
Gregor lowered his gun. "Why didn't you warn us before we entered the bridge?"
"At first, I did not know if I could trust you. Then I was not sure you would believe me. Once you saw the truth, I was simply hoping you would abandon ship and take the rest of us with you."
"The rest of you? You're telling me there are more Republic crew members on board?"
"Droids, organics, or both?"
Bunny turned to Gregor. "Just my fellow maintenance droids. None of us can fly a shuttle, so we were waiting for you to get us out."
Gascon sighed. "Unfotunlty, we can't leave yet. We need to stop the ship first before it destroys The Republic Strategy Conference."
[Colonal! The controls are all damaged.]
"What do you mean R2?"
The rest of D squad moved over to R2 and saw how messed up the crew pits were. All the interface ports had been gutted and the controls were similarly rendered unusable. Gascon and Gregor jumped into the pit, followed by R2.
"It's no use Colonial. Those buzz droids went to town on these. I don't know how, but it looks like the buzz droids were somehow able to set the ship on autopilot to continue onto the target. There is no way we will be able to stop the ship before we reach the conference."
Gascon sighed upon hearing that before standing up straight and composing himself. "OK, time to go with plan B. Gregor, take R2 to the detonator and reprogram it to explode early. The rest of us will go to the shuttle and distract the battle droids. Hopefully, you can make it back to the shuttle and we can all get off the ship before it blows. up."
Gregor ejected his empty magazine and replaced it with a fresh one from his belt.
"Understood Colornal. Let's go."
With that, Gascon, Bunny, and most of D squad went to the shuttle bay while R2 and Gregor went to the hangerbay overlook station.
In front of the hanger bay overlook the station door.
Battle droids 666 and 1313 were standing guard in front of the detonator room. As droids, they were immune to getting bored. However, due to the lack of action, they were getting as bored as they were capable of getting.
"Hay 13?"
"Yeah, 6?"
"Why were we stationed here again?"
"Because although luck is just a lie organics tell themselves to give them the illusion of control over their lives, we are jinxs."
666 turned fully towards 1313 in shock. "WHAT! That is ridiculous. We are the luckiest two droids in the entire army! How could anyone think we are jinxes?"
1313 held up one of his hands and began to count off. "We were there when we lost at Christophsis, we were there when we lost Geonosian again, we were guarding the Citadel when the Jedi broke out, -"
He then realized he had run out of fingers and looked for somewhere to stash his gun so he could hold up the other hand. He then saw the clone trooper behind him, handed him the gun, and started counting again.
"We let that gungon escape Grevious's ship on Naboo, we-"
He then stopped and realized to whom he gave his gun to.
"Gave a clone trooper a gun?"
BLAST
BLAST
Gregor looked at downed droids over his new smoking blaster.
"That was entertaining while it lasted R2."
[It's droids like that that give droids like me a bad name.]
R2 then went into the room and looked at the detonator.
"Do you think you can do anything with it R2?"
[Easily. Detonators are designed to make it as easy to start and set the time as possible. There is even an emergency immediate detonation option.]
"I don't speak astromech, so I'm assuming you're saying yes."
R2 then decided to interface with the detonator and ignored Gregor for the moment.
After a few seconds of interfacing, he retracted as the prob and the device began to flash.
"We good?"
[we're good. Let's go!]
R2 then immediately spirited a few feet away, giving Gregor only a few seconds to realize what was happening.
"I'll lead in case we meet any more clankers."
Gregor then put words into action and raced ahead, letting R2 follow behind him. The only time he had ever moved that fast before was when he was saving Anakin from Boba Fett.
In the hallways leading to the hanger
BLAST
BLAST
Several blaster shots flew down the hallway in the direction of D squad as they ran from three battle droids.
"Faster D squad. We need to get to the shuttle before the whole place blows!"
The droids kept going as fast as their servos would let them. Eventually, they reached the shuttle day and made a B-line towards the ship. The turn to get through the door gave the battle droids enough time to catch up and line up their shots.
"Blast the Intruders!"
BLAST
BLAST
BLAST
"Oh, they got me!"
WAC fell onto the floor and cradled his chest unit. "Go on without me Colornal. Tell my story!"
BZ wheeled over to let Gascon pop out of his head.
"Get up WAC! Those shots weren't at you."
WAC stopped being a drama queen long enough to examine what had happened. The first clue he was fine was the lack of holes or scorch marks on him. The second was the three downed droids in the doorway and Gregor stepping over the bodies.
"Is everyone ok?"
WAC raised his hand. "My dignity is damaged. Does that count?"
Gascon just rolled his eyes at the pilot before turning to Gregor. "Is the counter set?"
Gregor turned to R , who had just finished shoving the droids out of the doorway and reached his side.
[the detonator is set to go 1 minute after we get out of hyperspace. Let's get everyone into the shuttle and be prepared to fly like our existence depends on it.]
Gascon shot him a nervous look before shaking it off. "Ok, I'll trust your word. Let's get on the ship and see the rest of the crew Bunny gathered."
He and the D squad then followed Bunny to the ship and looked in confusion at the empty hanger bay.
"Is this a joke? The rest of the crew is in our shuttle?"
Bunny turned to Gascon. "I told them to wait inside and that we would be leaving as soon as we came out of hyperspace."
She then turned to the ship and walked up its gangplank, prompting the rest to follow her inside.
"You can come out now. The battle droids from earlier are all down."
At that prompting, two power droids, a mouse droid, and a WED-15 Treadwell repair droid.
"These are all the survived?"
Bunny turned to look at Gascon and Gregor.
"As you can see, none of us can pilot the shuttle, which is why we needed you."
WAC then stepped forward into the spotlight. "Why you need me. Hi there. I'm the pilot."
[less blowing your own horn and more getting ready to launch as soon as we exit hyperspace!]
"R2's right. WAC! Get to the cockpit. The second we drop out, fly us out as fast as the ship can go. And get as much distance between us and the ship as you can!"
"Right Colornal!"
WAC then raced over to the cockpit and waited.
And waited.
And waited.
"How long does it take to get to a top-secret meeting in the middle of Republic Space?"
Lucky for him, the ship exited from hyperspace at that moment.
"Finally!" he then activated the com link. "Prepare for lift off!"
WAC then pushed the thrashed to the max, almost clipping the top wing in his haste to exit the ship. As they put distance between themselves and the ship, explosions could be seen ripping through its haul before one massive shockwave emerged to engulf the shuttle and the entire fleet guarding the station.
Lucky for the Republic, the ship was too far away for the shockwave or debre to do any significant damage to them.
Gascon then got onto the communication hub of the shuttle.
"Mayday! Mayday! Space station Valor, this is Colonel Meebur Gascon. Can anyone hear me?"
"We read you, Colonel. This is General Skywalker. What's going on out there?"
"Slight change in our mission, General. The droids and I were stowaways on that cruiser, as well as our new clone commando."
"Clone commando?"
Gregor took that moment to insert himself. "That's me. I'll give you a full debrief after we land."
"Ok, where's R2?"
[Right here Anakin. I just use the first lesson you ever taught me, how to blow up a ship from the inside.]
"Glad to hear you're all right buddy. Come on into landing bay 5 and we'll come down to greet you."
In the hanger bay
The mechanics were giving all the droids a once over while a medic looked over Gregor.
"For a group that just escaped an exploding ship, you are in great health."
Gascon just smiled. "Glad to hear it, so how long until I can get back into the action?"
"A week, two tops."
Gascon chose that moment to clear his throat.
"I would like to say something to everyone before we get into the debriefing."
He then jumped on top of a screen where everyone could look at him.
"In truth, I might just be a map reader, and I don't have much battle experience, but you are all the bravest droids and clones I have ever met. I would be proud to serve with you anytime, anywhere."
Gregor looked at Gascon before standing up and saluting. "Captain Gregor reporting for duty as your bodyguard sir!"
Gascon returned the salute. "At ease and accepted Gregor."
WAC then stepped forward himself. "Oh, I am glad to hear both of you say that because I hear we have been assigned to the same platoon! We will be seeing each other every day for the rest of the war!"
As the droids all congratulated WAC, Gregor, and Gascon only sent each other nervous looks before turning to him with uneasy smiles on their faces.
"That's great, WAC."
"Yeah, I have no words."
As the two nervously shot each other looks, both began to silently pray to the Force that the war would end tomorrow.
The bit with the droids used to go longer, But to keep myself with the arbitrary limits I set I decided to cut it back and just give you a full chapter of those two being the dumbest droids in the galaxy.
I decided for my New Year's Resolution to do one fanfic chapter a week for all of 2024. Who knows how long I will be able to keep this up, but next week's fanfic chapter is up on my . This is also being posted on , AO3, and Tumbler.
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I am also doing fanfic info dumps, think wiki articles that go one episode at a time with some compilations at the end on certain topics that are sorted by episode.
Fanfic info dumps here: 1228248/gallery