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Omega was learning all kinds of things of his brothers, mainly by observing them and where an option, mimicking their behaviour as well, to the extent of well, getting into some trouble.
Having already tailed the other four, it was Crosshair’s time now to become the best brother as Omega sometimes called them. All of them in secret of course as they were all the best brother to her, but whenever she was getting the attention of any of them, that was the term.
Having become rather close to Crosshair out of the blue after their shared experience on Tantiss, it was only a matter of time before the copy cat phase hit the fan for the Kids.
They were both seated in the cockpit of the Marauder. The team on their way to help Rex with a small mission. Omega was sitting quietly for a change, with her legs crossed and on top of another chair and… with a toothpick in her mouth!
Wrecker nudged Hunter as they two entered from the aft, having secured something in the galley.
Crosshair was deep in thought, most likely not even having realised what Omega was doing even if the Kid had asked for a spare toothpick a while back.
Hunter could not help but smile, seeing how comfortable Omega was around Crosshair, the two certainly having come a long way since the beginning.
Simply entering the area, moving passed towards the front where Tech and Echo were piloting the Marauder. Hunter and Wrecker taking the seat behind the duo.
Hunter was still smiling though, something which did not go unnoticed by Echo.
“What’s going on Hunter?” Echo asked curiously.
“I… um…” Hunter simply motioned with his head, indicating for Echo to have a look.
Echo did, seeing Omega there, being the exact mirror of Crosshair. In posture and toothpick alike.
“Heh, twinsies.” Echo smirked at the sight.
“What’s happening back there?” Tech too having gotten curious as to the goings on.
“See for yourself.” Echo told him and took to steering the Marauder while Tech had a glance.
“Oh, well, it was bound to happen.” Tech simply stated, but a small smirk grew on his face as well.
As it was certainly good to have the family back together again, with Crosshair and Omega bonding, even if it was over, well, toothpicks. At least at the moment it was as they had observed the two spending a lot of time together. Clearly Omega’s presence being good for Crosshair.
“Guess we all should ask for one too.” Wrecker stated with a grin. “Ya know, so we’re a matching gang and all. A toothpick gang!”
“Good idea Wrecker, why don’t you ask Crosshair.” Tech told him simply.
Wrecker’s eyes brightened as he got back up and went to see Crosshair. About some toothpicks!