Being first to the smoking wreckage of a foreign ship should have earned Hux enough food to last him a week. And yet what he finds is a crying little girl and a dying man, surrounded on all sides by dead stormtroopers in what looks like the aftermath of a vicious battle. Logic tells him to focus on the scavenge, but the young girl’s terrified and desperate cries are impossible to ignore. Before he knows it, he is offering them his home and his help.
Now, Hux has to deal with his new problem. He can already barely feed himself, so how is he supposed to afford the medicine and food needed to keep all of them alive? How long will it take before more soldiers follow, intent on recapturing this pair of young cousins, whoever they might be? He tells himself he’ll regret this, and yet when he sees little Rey’s delighted smiles, and curls up to sleep against human warmth for the first time in fifteen years, he somehow finds himself thinking this might just be the right decision after all. Consequences be damned.
There’s a small shop in Brighton that basically only sells stuffed animals, in tons of varieties, and it’s really crammed full. And it’s where Kylo works, he’s ended up in Brighton, because it’s got sea and sand and a very vibrant gay scene and he figures it’s the last place his Father is going to track him down, because of all the hills. And he’s working in this little shop, he has to duck to get through the door, and he always hits his head on the stuffed animals that hang from the ceiling.
Hux comes in to buy a present for a godchild he’s ‘obtained’ from ‘an old friend’ and he recognises Kylo from one of the clubs, they’d ended up snogging at 4am in a dark corner, both absolutely wrecked on ridiculous drinks served by bartenders in very small shorts. And they’re dripping with sweat from the hot club and the lights and the music is swelling through the floor.
me and my dozens and dozens and dozens and dozens and dozens of friends are very into this (-O wO-) no matter how ridiculous – and LITERALLY fluffy – it is! lol!
There’s a small shop in Brighton that basically only sells stuffed animals, in tons of varieties, and it’s really crammed full. And it’s where Kylo works, he’s ended up in Brighton, because it’s got sea and sand and a very vibrant gay scene and he figures it’s the last place his Father is going to track him down, because of all the hills. And he’s working in this little shop, he has to duck to get through the door, and he always hits his head on the stuffed animals that hang from the ceiling.
Hux comes in to buy a present for a godchild he’s ‘obtained’ from ‘an old friend’ and he recognises Kylo from one of the clubs, they’d ended up snogging at 4am in a dark corner, both absolutely wrecked on ridiculous drinks served by bartenders in very small shorts. And they’re dripping with sweat from the hot club and the lights and the music is swelling through the floor.
dispatches from the dumpster 