A returning Echo

Chapter Thirteen

A little while later, Echo and Hex agreed that it was time to take the party boys home.

"Alright, Echo. Since it was your decision to come here, you get to take Sans and I'll take Steele," Hex said while they walked over, going to interrupt the others' vigorous dancing.

"Bed time!" Hex yelled as they reached them.

"Awww, but we're having fun!" Steele whined.

"Yeah! And Toast just got here!" Sans added.

"Sorry, boys. You're drunk enough that I can see you stumbling from across the bar. Let's go," Hex replied while slinging Steele's arm over his shoulder. Echo did the same with Sans before they exited, yelling a farewell to Toast who had found Soup and was now doing shots with him.

"Karking hells, it's too quiet out here," Sans mumbled as they walked down the late night Coruscanti streets.

"You're going to want silence when you wake up tomorrow morning," Echo laughed. Sans rolled his eyes before he shot up straighter.

"We never got your civvie clothes!" He said, turning to widen his intoxicated eyes at Echo.

"We never got to see what Mrs. Orno made," Steele added sadly, tears brimming his eyes.

"Oh, don't you go and start crying now!" Hex said while swiftly changing direction. "We can still get them, she's bound to still be up."

"Yayyyy!" Steele said while trying to squirm away from Hex, who allowed him to do so only to watch Steele stumble and fall.

"Learn your lesson?" Hex asked as he helped his brother up.

"Yeah."

"Okay, now let's go. I don't want to be out too much longer."

The group made their way back to Aleiah's shop, stopping every so often when one of the drunks decided to look at something "pretty." When they approached her shop, the lights were in fact still on, and looking in the window, they could see her sitting at a table. It appeared as though she was talking to someone, as she suddenly laughed at something unseen.

"Mrs. Orno!" Sans said as he drunkenly pulled out of Echo's grasp and pushed open the door.

"Kriffing hells, Sans," Echo said as he rushed over to catch him before he fell.

"Well, looks like you had yourself a fun night." A familiar voice flooded Echo's ears and caused him to lose focus on Sans, effectively dropping him on the ground.

"Y/n," he said, a grin coming to his face.

You licked your lips and bit down a grin, nodding to Sans on the floor.

"I'd appreciate if you didn't drop my Commander," you joked.

"Oh, right. Sorry," he said, bending to pick him up.

"Weeeeee," Sans said, rolling away from him across the floor. You only giggled as Echo gave you an annoyed look.

"Go on, you dropped him, you pick him up."

"Only for you, darling," he said while rolling his eyes and going to try and grab Sans again. Of course, he rolled away again, making Echo curse and start to chase him around. Echo finally had enough and jumped on him to keep him from moving.

"You're...getting...up!" He said while trying to pick up a squirming Sans. He almost had him until Sans wiggled again and broke free, crashing back to the floor. Your innocent giggles filled Echo's ears as you came up behind him.

"I guess I'll take pity on you," you said as you used the force to pick Sans up and place him on a chair. "Stay. And sit still."

"Yes, sir!" Sans said, giving you a sloppy salute.