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[notallofus]

This... has not been the easiest haul. It would have been enough of a pain without Zeb and Chopper complaining from start to hopefully-soon-finish. What's worse was that quite a few of those complaints were right. The cargo bay was a mess, the noise was constant, and Kanan was skeptical about whether they'd ever get the ... strong smell of nerfs out.

On the other hand, he has to admit, the group of calves licking the block of salt left out for them are pretty cute.

Which might be why he calls down, when he sees Chopper rolling up behind them -

"Chop, you scare them one more time and I swear -"

Chopper blats, waving his arms, but reverses and resumes his makeshift 'herding' path around the bay.

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[notallofus]

"I wasn't complaining about -"

He glances over at her. "Wait, are you serious?"

[for_everyone]

"Am I ever not serious?"

Shhhhhhh.

[notallofus]

Kanan shrugs, looking back down to the nerfs.

"All right, I'll take that bet."

[for_everyone]

"Guess I'll go get the mop."

Wait, that's her being responsible again, isn't it?

Oops.

[notallofus]

"I think you still have another..."

... however much longer it's going to take them to get to their delivery site. Which.

"... I guess I should go find out when we'll arrive."

[for_everyone]

Hera tips a faintly mocking salute to him.

"That's the first part of a great plan."

And, because she honestly can't resist --

"Boss."

[notallofus]

Kanan turns, his back to the railing, about to answer her when -

Well, there's a rather unpleasant sound from below. Apparently Chopper deviated from his herding path again.

[for_everyone]

"Dammit, Chopper!"

Hera may be bellowing. A little. Then she looks back up at Kanan.

"All right. Go, figure out the schedule. I'll handle things in here."

Chopper is already beeping and whirring, trying to convince Hera and everyone around that it was definitely an accident!

[notallofus]

Kanan, to his credit, does not look smug.

Probably because he does have to go figure out their schedule now.

"I'll go get Zeb," he says, heading up toward the crew quarters.

[for_everyone]

"Good luck with that," Hera calls up to him.

Zeb doesn't really like dealing with the nerfs, either. Go figure.

Now to go calm down some very hairy and slimy nerfs.

"Chopper! Do me a favor and go get the rest of the mops."