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Need to Read Episode 3 First
As the grown man kid trooper, Echo, flew his miniature Death Star at startling speeds away from Kashyyyk in an attempt to escape his murderous uncle, Commander Gree, the boy cried. Echo recalled the sweet gentle Wookie and how his awful uncle had so callously killed him before then grabbing the Wookie’s furry corpse by the ankles and dragging him into the forest to eat the poor creature.
“WAHH” Echo wailed. His course was currently set for Pasaana, where he had heard his perfect-faced father, Gregor, tell his Uncle Gree that he was going on some business. “Papa!!” Echo called out as he bawled his eyes out all alone in his tiny ship. The snot-covered Echo didn’t understand what he had seen on Kashyyyk. His uncles were the good guys. They were all so sweet and they were heroes. How could Uncle Gree kill a Wookie just to eat him?
Echo’s ship exited from hyperspace and he saw the planet Pasaana appear in front of him. The trooper landed his ship. As the unattractive clone exited his mini Death Star on the desert planet he looked around at the strange people that lived there. He had no idea where his gorgeous dad would be or what business he had here on the planet. The stress of what to do next caused the boy’s stomach to instantly cramp up and he inadvertently pooed. “Papa!” he shouted, looking around. People started to stare at the strange grown child, probably because he was standing in poo or possibly for one of the many other reasons there were to stare at Echo.
Unsure what to do, Echo decided to start walking. He walked until he noticed some kites flying in the sky. The child trooper was instantly captivated by their beauty. The pale boy stared up into the sky in awe as the wonderfully colored kites floated, bobbing up and down. He left his mouth open for too long and a stringy piece of drool started to drip from it, causing people to side step him while cringing.
Suddenly, to Echo’s horror, he heard a familiar voice which promptly snapped him from his kite-trance. “There you are, kid!” Commander Gree shouted from a ledge on the rocky landscape that surrounded the kite watchers. Echo let out a long hot fart as fear flooded into his body. Without saying anything to his uncle, the boy turned and started to run.
“PAPA!” Echo screamed as he darted into the opposite direction that he had seen his uncle.
Commander Gree watched his weird-ass nephew as the kid looked at him and then had taken off running. Confused, the suspender-sporting officer shouted out again, “Echo stop running! What’s the matter?” Again the commander started to chase after his brother’s pasty son.
“Why is this boy running from me?” Gree asked himself aloud.
The seasoned Commander Gree noticed that the boy had run towards what looked like a dead end, but the boy was too stupid to realize it. The green camo clad officer slowed down as he approached his nephew. Wanting to be more relatable, Gree removed his helmet to speak to the panicking kid. In terror, Echo looked up in front of him at the rocky cliff wall as he only then realized that he had nowhere to run. The scrawny trooper turned around and looked at his killer uncle.
“Uncko Gwee Gwee, why did you kill that Wookie?” Echo shouted at the man. The poor boy had been so let down by what he had thought was another heroic uncle and his heart was broken.
Gree was so confused, he thought that it had been rather obvious why he had killed the Wookie. Suddenly, as Gree thought about the big delicious Wookie, his hunger hit him full throttle. He grabbed at his stomach as a stabbing pain attacked him. “Ahhh!” he shouted. Echo watched, unsure what exactly was happening in front of him.
The ugly boy tilted his head as Commander Gree fell to his hands and knees on the ground. “Echo…I’m…so hungry,” he told his nephew.
Echo was a sweet boy, his daddy, Gregor, had raised his son to be as sweet as he was. And so, Echo didn’t like seeing his uncle in so much pain. The worried trooper slowly approached Gree, and put his droid probe on the commander’s shoulder.
“Ok, Uncko Gwee Gwee. We can go find food at the shops,” Echo suggested.
“Arghh, ok, kid,” his struggling uncle agreed.
Echo smiled and in his heart he thought that maybe he could forgive his hangry uncle for killing that poor defenseless Wookie. Remembering that he had seen some food stalls before he had seen the kites, the boy assured Commander Gree that he knew the way to food and convinced his uncle to follow him. Echo no longer cried and instead he smiled. He was so excited to help his uncle. He thought that if he fed the officer that his uncle would turn back into a good guy, so the trooper picked up his pace and started to skip quickly towards the food stalls.
The starving Commander Gree was weak and he struggled to keep up with the grown child; apparently Echo’s robotic legs helped him to be quicker than the average trooper. Not wanting to feel like an old fart, Gree sucked up his stabbing stomach pain and dashed towards his nephew. As Gree ran, one of the kites that Echo had been watching earlier unexpectedly crashed to the ground, thrown by a sudden change in the wind. The string of the kite came across Gree’s path and the officer tripped. The sprinting commander tried but he simply couldn’t control his fall. The man tumbled, rolled, and flipped all the while he screamed out in pain each time the ground had rudely slapped him. The speed of his disastrous slip had helped him to catch up to his nimble nephew, but Gree was still going too fast. Within moments, the two clones collided. Upon impact, the commander’s open and screaming mouth connected with the small sliver of skin that showed underneath Echo’s helmet on the back of his gray neck,
Immediately, Commander Gree’s taste buds were set alight. The trooper’s skin was so salty and delicious; it was simply dripping with a flavor that the commander had never before experienced. Gree laid on the ground after their impact, immobile, his eyes closed in pure ecstasy. He could still taste the boy on his tongue. Echo’s uncle could not fathom how the soldier could have such a mouthwatering flavor but look so weird and gross. Gree began to worry that he had wasted all this time eating semi-delicious Wookies when he could have been eating mouthwatering clones.
Instantly, the hunger pangs came back with a vengeance. Gree’s body had tasted the peak of deliciousness and it seemed to sense that he was close to something so incredibly appetizing. Gree’s body screamed at him for more.
“That taste,” Gree muttered to himself. “I need it,” he continued.
“Uncko Gwee Gwee, are you ok?” Echo asked his uncle as the man continued to lay with his eyes closed on his back on the sandy ground. Echo watched as the man’s eyebrows rose up on his forehead and nearly touched. The pasty boy still watched as his commander uncle grabbed each of his suspender straps and tugged on them, as he frowned and made some strange noises.
“You sound like Uncko Co-wee in the shower,” Echo told Gree.
Gree didn’t care what he sounded like, he couldn’t hold it in. He was pretty sure he was beginning to lose all control of his body anyway. “Echo, boy, you taste…delicious,” Commander Gree told Echo.
Echo laughed at his uncle’s silly comment. “Uncko Gwee Gwee made me wet,” the boy giggled.
Commander Gree’s eyes snapped open and he looked at his nephew. To him, the boy no longer looked like a clone trooper clad in black with a little red. Instead, his brother’s son looked like a long, hard, delicious ration stick and the commander was starving.
Echo wanted to get his hungry uncle to the food stalls that he had promised to show him. The boy stuck out his hand to help Gree get back onto his feet. To Echo’s complete shock, instead of grabbing his hand with his own, Commander Gree leaned his head forward and bit down hard on one of Echo’s fingers.
“Ahhhhh!” Echo screamed in horror, and pulled back his hand. His finger burned with pain, and he held it in front of his face as he looked at it. Luckily, like all troopers he had been wearing a glove and so the commander had not broken his skin. The odd trooper then looked at his uncle who was now sitting up on the ground. “Uncko Gwee Gwee why did you bite me!” he shouted.
“Echo, I’m so sorry. I don’t know what came over me. Please forgive me,” Gree pleaded with Gregor’s son.
Once again, Echo had never been so confused in his life. He started to think that maybe Commander Gree was just a bad guy afterall. Gree looked up at Echo from the ground, his eyes sad. The sweet boy sighed and decided to give his uncle another chance. “Ok Uncko. But don’t bite me again,” Echo warned his uncle, using his probe stick to point at him menacingly.
Gree gave a weak smile, his hunger still hurting him, and then the man lifted himself up to his feet.
“Ok, come on Uncko we are almost there,” Echo assured him, as he started to walk and lead the way again. Commander Gree followed the grown child, all while he clutched his stomach. The man had not eaten in at least four hours and he was dying. Gree watched his nephew walk in front of him and he remembered the sweet taste of his crusty neck from earlier. The commander’s vision started to blur from his hunger, suddenly he could no longer see the child. In Echo’s place, Gree saw a ration stick walking in front of him, leading him on.
Commander Gree was withering away and he needed food now. The man lunged forward and tackled the ghostly trooper. The two fell to the ground with Gree on top, instantly the man leaned down and bit the back of Echo’s neck. The black clad trooper screamed a blood curdling scream and as a defense mechanism his body released a steamy fart. The smell penetrated the commander’s nostrils and instantly ruined the scrumptious flavor of his nephew’s neck. Gree released his teeth from the boy’s body and started gagging and coughing, allowing Echo the chance to get back on his feet and take off running.
Unable to move from the pungent smell of the fumes of his nephew’s bile, the green clad officer could only watch in disappointment as his dinner slipped out of his view.
Echo ran for his life as he screamed. He had never wanted to see his papa more than at that moment. “PAPA!” he wailed as he ran through the crowd. Suddenly, Echo thought he heard something through the clammer of people. “Echo?” he heard a voice call out. Echo thought he recognized the voice. He knew for sure that it wasn’t Commander Gree’s. Echo’s spirit lifted as he wondered…could it be?
“Uncko Co-wee?” Echo called out to who he hoped owned the voice.
“Echo?” he heard it again.
There. Echo finally saw orange and white through the mass of people. He had been right. A helmetless Commander Cody stood some forty feet from the trooper. Echo’s heart flew through his chest and into the air. Echo adored his Uncle Cody. Without wasting any more time, Echo ran to the kind commander.
A smiling Commander Cody wrapped his arms around his nephew and squeezed him. Cody loved Echo dearly. In fact, he had never understood why all of his other brothers seemed to hate the boy. Cody thought Echo’s boney body, sunken cheeks, and pale gray skin made him special…made him beautiful in his own way. Cody’s admiration of the trooper was interrupted as he heard Echo sobbing into his chestplate.
“Echo, are you crying? What’s wrong?” Cody asked his sweet nephew.
Echo looked up at Cody, and Cody could somehow see the terror in his expression through his helmet. “Uncko Co-wee, Uncko Gwee Gwee is trying to eat me!”
Cody grinned and chuckled at the boy’s comment. He figured his nephew and his brother must be playing some sort of cute game. “Aww, that sounds fun, Echo. Can I play too?” the orange and white commander asked.
Echo’s eyebrows twisted up in confusion. “No! It’s not a game! He is trying to eat me!” Echo shouted.
“Cody?” Echo and Commander Cody both heard a voice say. Echo turned around and Cody looked up. Some fifteen feet in front of the hugging pair, stood Commander Gree. Echo instantly squealed and ran to hide behind his uncle Commander Cody.
“Gree? What are you doing here?” Cody asked his brother.
The green commander started to approach the other two troopers. “I was taking care of the boy for Gregor. We were on Kashyyyk but then the boy up and ran away from me. I chased the little booger all the way here!”
Echo pushed his bald head underneath Cody’s sweaty arm and squealed, “Uncko Gwee Gwee killed a Wookie and tried to eat him! Now he is trying to eat me!”
Cody used his palm to push Echo’s head out of his armpit. “Gree? What’s he talking about?”
Gree was still walking toward them. “It’s true, Cody. I was just so damn hungry. I always eat Wookies, they’re delicious. But, I should’ve never tried to eat the boy. I’m ashamed of myself. I’m sorry.” A sorrowful looking Commander Gree eventually made it until he stood right in front of his brother.
Commander Cody gave his pitiful brother a pretty smile. “It’s ok, Gree. I was just with Gregor, so he is around here somewhere. I’ll get the boy back to him. You can go get back to duty on Kashyyyk,” Cody told Gree.
“PAPA!” Echo shouted in glee as he heard Cody say that the captain was nearby.
Commander Gree looked at Cody in front of him. The handsome man was tan, in fact, he was the exact shade of a perfectly roasted drumstick. Feeling wet, Gree reached up with his hand to wipe away a drop of drool that had dripped from his bottom lip. The green commander was still so hungry and his stomach was eating him from the inside out. He continued examining his savory-looking brother and a thought entered his mind. If Echo looked disgusting but tasted delicious, what would Cody taste like? Without taking a moment to consider what he was actually doing, Commander Gree leaned forward and before Cody could figure out what his brother was doing, Gree stuck his tongue all the way out and licked Commander Cody’s face.
Cody immediately pulled himself back away from his brother. “Gree! What are you doing?” he shouted. Cody was in complete shock at his brother’s actions. “Don’t ever do that again!” Cody reached up to wipe the saliva off of his cheek.
“I told you Uncko Co-wee!” Echo shouted from behind Cody.
Commander Gree still hadn’t said anything since he had licked Cody. The man stood frozen. His theory had been correct: Cody had tasted a thousand times more delicious than the gross looking kid. Gree stared at his brother as the appetizing man continued to complain.
Cody continued to shout. “That was disgusting! I can’t believe you subjected Echo to that! And why do you still have that dumb hair cut? Wolffe and I both told you that if you don’t shave that off we are never taking you back to —”
While his brother had been busy rudely judging him, Commander Gree rushed forward and put Commander Cody’s entire nose into his mouth and chomped down on it.
“AHHHHH” Commander Cody screamed in agony before then using all of his strength to push his brother off of his face. With Gree far from him, Cody reached up to make sure that his nose was still there. Cody winced in pain. Gree looked over at Cody and grinned.
Cody suddenly felt Echo tug on his arm. “Unkco Co-wee, we have to run away and find Papa!”
Commander Cody finally agreed with his nephew. They needed to get away from the insane clone. Cody couldn’t shoot his own brother and he definitely wouldn’t do it in front of an innocent child. “Let’s go, Echo!” he said as he turned around and pushed Echo forward. The two troopers started to sprint away from the cannibalistic commander.
“Last I saw your dad he was down that way,” Cody told Echo, as he pointed.
“PAPA!!!!” Echo bellowed at the top of his lungs and using his robotic legs he quickly passed by Cody.
“Echo, wait for me!” Cody called after him. Commander Cody turned around to see if Gree was still in pursuit. The man was definitely following them but apparently his hunger pangs were slowing him down. To Cody, that meant that he and the kid only needed to hide and hopefully Gree would give up trying to eat them and instead just go eat normal food. “Turn right up there!” He instructed his nephew.
Up ahead, Echo did as his uncle had told him, turning right and onto a small secluded street full of rocky houses. Echo slowed down and Cody was finally able to catch up with him. Panting, Cody said, “I was just in this house up here with Gregor. He was still getting dressed when I left, so he might still be there.”
The two clones walked into the house that Cody had met with Gregor in earlier. Echo was immediately disappointed to discover that his papa was not in the house.
“Echo, we need to hide and maybe Gree will give up on chasing us,” Cody said.
“Ok, Papa,” Echo responded.
Commander Cody’s breath caught and he smiled, hearing the trooper call him “papa” had set off a whirlwind of emotions inside of him. The orange officer shook his head to focus. “There!” he said and pointed to the broom closet.
Echo dashed over to it, still jittery with fear. He grabbed the handle and opened it up. “Uncko Co-wee, it's so tiny in there, how will you fit?”
Commander Cody bit his lip at his nephew’s question. “It’ll be perfect, he’ll never think to look in there, come on, Echo!” Cody rushed past Echo and went into the closet first before he waved Echo over to join him. Gregor’s son pulled the closet door shut and the two shuffled around to make room for one another. Echo’s creepy face was pushed up into the crack of the door where he closed one eye to try to look out of it and see into the house. It was cramped and dark in the small closet and Commander Cody had to push his body up against the grown man boy.
“Uhhh, Uncko?” Echo whispered to his uncle behind him.
“Yes, Echo,” Cody whispered into Echo’s helmet.
“Your blaster is poking my butt hole.”
Commander Cody smiled, hidden in the dark. “Oh, I’m sorry, Echo. Is this better?”
Echo thought for a moment, but after confirming that he had felt no change, he responded, “No.”
“Shhhhhhh, I think I hear someone,” Cody hushed his nephew.
The two clone troopers smushed their bodies together to peek through the crack of the door. To their delight, the stunningly handsome Captain Gregor entered the house.
Echo instantly squeaked with joy upon seeing his gorgeous father with his broad shoulders. “Papa!” he shouted, causing Gregor to look toward the closet in utter confusion.
“Son?” Gregor asked, his beautiful black hair glistening.
An ecstatic Echo reached out to open the closet door. All he wanted to do was to burst free from his uncle's tight grip on him and run to kiss the chiseled and strong commando but to his surprise the door had locked upon closing it. Echo shook the handle again and again to get it to open but it wouldn’t budge.
“Gree? What are you doing here?” Echo suddenly heard his father say.
Echo’s stomach twisted and his eyes shot back up to the crack in the door, where he peered out again. To his horror, Commander Gree had entered the house and was standing in front of Gregor.
“Papa!!! Run!” Echo screamed from inside the closet.
“Gregor! Get out of here, Gree’s insane!” Commander Cody added.
Captain Gregor looked back towards the closet and grinned a perfect smile. “What silly game are you boys playing?” he said as he chuckled.
Covered in sweat from panic and fear, the two troopers in the closet listened to Gree as he spoke again. “Oh boy, Greg. If your ugly kid tasted great, and your kinda handsome brother was delectable, I wonder…what could a perfect stud such as yourself possibly taste like?”
The captain lifted an eyebrow at his brother’s very odd question. The saliva dripped from Gree’s mouth as he walked toward the completely unsuspecting commando. In a flash, Commander Gree pounced onto Captain Gregor.
The poor trooper boy, Echo, watched in pure horror as his psychotic suspender-wearing uncle ate his papa whole. It happened so quickly that the black clad trooper didn’t even have time to scream. Echo felt Cody’s arms come up under his as his uncle embraced him from behind. He could still feel his uncle’s banana poking him. Tears poured out of Echo’s eyes. Soon the door to the closet opened, revealing Commander Gree. The evil trooper's stomach was bulging, stretching his suspenders to the max.
“I’m really sorry about that, kid, nothing personal. I really liked Gregor. I was just so hungry. It was just a wrong place, wrong time kinda thing,” Gree casually told his nephew.
“You’ll pay for this Gree!” Cody threatened his brother.
“Well, I better get back to Kashyyyk,” Gree said as he turned around and walked out of the house.
Commander Cody turned Echo to face him and he reached down and pulled off the trooper’s helmet, revealing his tear covered face. Cody was so heartbroken for his nephew. “I’m so sorry, Echo,” he gently told the boy.
Echo looked up at his uncle, snot dripping from his big nose down onto his lip. “But…Papa’s… dead. What’s gonna happen to me, Uncko?”
Cody reached out with his thumb and wiped the snot from Echo’s stubble-covered lip before he leaned forward and kissed his very special nephew on the cheek. “Call me “papa”, Echo. You can come live with me, I’ll take care of you.”
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