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Wednesday Shenanigans, Wednesday, August 15, 2018 [The old campgrounds]

Anakin stood with his normal megaphone, looking uncomfortable. "Right, so let's never talk about the fish again, agreed? Great. Moving on!" He gestured to the blazing campfire in the center of the camp, surrounded by some half-completed new cabins. "Today we will not have any form of competition, we'll just enjoy the good parts of camping, which, in my recollection, was campfire food and telling ghost stories. It's daytime, so the stories can't be that atmospheric, but I'm sure with as many multiverses as we have represented here, there are at least six version of the guy with the hook story. Plus enough marshmallows to put you all into a sugar coma. If you do, don't blame me."

He clapped his hands. "Right. It's summer. Have fun."

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"Peter, hey," Kanan said, nodding over at him. "Got it just fine. Is Kaidan really setting people loose on me with demands for cupcake deliveries, now?"

Peter laughed. "More that I swore I'd do it because I had no idea what else to do. You sounded fine on radio, you look fine to me, if you've got a beef with him, that's up to the two of you to work it out, right?"

"Kaidan can't live without his meddling, I guess," Kanan said, smiling wryly. "I'm fine enough. Appreciate the whole... cupcake... thing. But I'm fine, buddy. No need to worry about me."

Well. He was 'fine.' But at least he was excellent at compartmentalizing.

"Okay, I won't bring cupcakes to movie night, then," Peter said, grinning. "Here I was going to do something special for the week."

"Hey, hey, you don't have to do anything hasty," Kanan chuckled. "How could you deny everybody else the cupcakes?"

"Well, I'd mostly be bringing them for you, and if you don't want them..." Peter grinned. "Last week of the semester. Any special requests?"

"Not Space Battles," Kanan replied immediately.

... That was more important than cupcake flavors. Don't judge him.

"No more Space Battles," Peter promised. "Anything else?"

"Something brainless," he decided. "And preferably non-traumatic. Maybe nobody even dies in it. I could get behind something like that. Hell, give us a comedy."

Hell, give them a rom com.

Peter nodded. "I'll see what I can find."

They were going to end up with something with so many pop-culture references that nobody would understand it and so gooey that Amaya would hate it.

It would be great.

"I appreciate it, buddy," Kanan said, smiling and reaching to clap Peter on the shoulder. "I'm sure I won't even be the only one who'll appreciate a little bit of fluff this week."

"Probably not." Peter nodded. "I'm thinking of keeping on with this. Think you'll keep coming?"

"Whenever I can," Kanan agreed. "I've missed our movie nights, this makes a decent enough substitute. And hell, you meet some interesting people there, too."

Hell, he'd commissioned a sword, there.

"Yeah," Peter agreed. "Hopefully we can stay away from the traumatic stuff from now on."

Spoiler: they wouldn't.

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