I told you it was going to be a very very very very short break...
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(This is two different short stories by the way, because neither one was long enough to be its own chapter)
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Hera
     "Can you tell me about your mom?"Ezra asked nervously out of the blue one day.
      "Why on Lothal would you want to know about my mother?" Hera was confused.
      "It's... Um... I just do..." Ezra nervously played with his lightsaber hilt, he didn't know what the Twi'leks reaction would be. 
        "Well, she was very brave, she would do anything to save even a stranger. She was very kind also, she put her family before anything and believed everyone is  important and worth risking it all for. Also, she was very beautiful..." Hera's voice trailed off, she was obviously in deep thought.
       "So like you?" Ezra asked smiling, no longer nervous about his mother figures possible wrath.
      This popped Hera out of her thoughts.
     "What?" She asked confused.
    "The lady you were describing sounded just like you, brave, kind, and beautiful." Ezra explained.
      Hera just smiled at the child... Her child... And pulled him into a hug.

Numa
    Numa had seen a clone on her visit to the Ghost, clone captain Rex to be exact. Numa had thought all the clones were long gone, but seeing Rex had given her hope that her friends had survived too.
      She missed them. The clones names were Waxed and Boil, she was only a tiny child when she met them, but she would never forget them.
Numa looked at the clone armor she wore, it belonged to one of her clone friends, she had found it at a battle site.
Numa decided she was going to ask Rex about Waxer and Boil. She was really nervous though, what if she didn't like the answer?
Numa called Cham Syndullas daughter, Hera, in hopes of reaching Rex.
      "Oh, hello father... Oh Numa! Sorry I wasn't really expecting you to call, I just assumed it was Cham." Hera exclaimed.
      "Ah, it's fine Hera, I was just wondering, do you happen to know how I can get ahold of clone captain Rex?" Numa asks in her exquisite Ryloth accent.
     "Indeed she does" A deep male voice replies through Hera's Comlink.
"Here he is right now!" Hera exclaimed, "I'll just leave you two alone." Hera leaves the hologram awkwardly.
       "So are you Rex?" Numa asked nervously.
       "That's depends who's asking" Rex laughed, but then noticed the nervous look on the Twi'leks face, "but yes... That's me..."
     "Oh', well I was just wondering if you knew the clones Waxer and Boil.." Numa's voice trailed off. Rex looked at her sadly for a while. Numa tilted her head, her long Lekku swaying over her shoulder. 
      "Indeed I did.." Rex explained sadly, "one was killed in the clone wars and the other became one of those bucket heads... Er... Stormtroops." Numas shoulders slumped.
     "Uh ok thank you" she said as she hung up sadly.
      "Wa-" she heard Rex say, but she didn't care.
      Numa went back to her cabin and took out a small doll... She remembered it as a kid, the clones had also returned it to her as they were saving her world...
      Numa hugged the doll tightly... She knew she had to finish this fight... For them, her fallen Jedi and clone friends.
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She's all grown up;-;

So I hope you enjoyed! And btw I might not be opening up requests again anytime soon, because things have been stressful lately and free writing has kinda made me feel better so yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa