#tiny clones

OH MY THOSE LITTLE GUYS ARE THE CUTEST THAT IS ACTUALLY THE CUTEST CODY AND WOLFFE WITH LEGO PLO OF TO CUTE!!

I think he deserves some cake. It's basically his birthday.

I may have gone a bit overboard with a tiny clone photoshoot. But hey, he deserves some time in the limelight :)

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*Gasp!* A friend!

More friends! And they're cuddly too!

Oh, err...hello Wolffe. Care to join?

Just don't tell the Jedi. They'll never let us live this down!

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Exploring the spiderplant forest!

Huh... interesting fungus...

Whaddya think Artoo, is it safe to eat?

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Baking time! I guess he made his own cake.

Sabe's helping!

ft. short clone propaganda

And a couple older pictures of a relaxing day in the park.

Apologies for the repost, tumblr gave me a helluva time with image wrangling. I had a ton of fun with this, though--if people are interested in more tiny clone photos let me know! And happy Cody day!!!!

The Force Works In Mysterious Ways - Chapter Nine

Across The Galaxy: Obi-Wan's Guide To Child Adoption - Chapter Five

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Something You Never Knew - Chapter Two

This drabble is based on this art by @dakt37 , go check out her tiny trooper art. It's under the tag six inch soldiers.

Boil wakes up from his nap with a yawn , he had some down time so he decided to take a nap. He looks around for Waxer, he hopes that he didn't get into to much trouble.

A few weeks ago there was a poisoning of certain troopers in the Gar, it didn't kill them, thank the force. It did shrink them down to only six inches tall though. Boil looks around the barracks, not seeing Waxer anywhere.

He's not really worried, ever since it happened brothers have gotten used to keeping an eye on where they step. He looks in every nook and cranny that Waxer could have gotten into, but he doesn't find him.

He does find little Wooley sleeping in a tiny blanket tucked in a drawer, it brings a rare smile to his face. The tiny brother's get tired so fast, they must burn energy faster now that they're tiny.

He leaves Wooley be, leaving the barracks. He wonders where Waxer might have went, probably with another brother but he still wants to find him. Waxer is always getting himself into trouble, even before he was tiny.

Boil walks into the kitchen to grab some caf, he's probably going to need it if he knows Waxer. He grabs his cup, picking up the container of caf he pour's it in. Taking a sip he grunts when he realizes it's cold, he decides to just drink it and continues to look for Waxer.

He walks out and into the communications room, setting his caf down. He searches the room from top to bottom but doesn't find Waxer anywhere, he doesn't know where he would have gotten too.

He grabs his caf off the table and goes to take another sip, when he hears tiny chuckling, looking down he sees a tiny Waxer in his cup. He glares at him, while Waxer only laughs.

"I was gunna drink that." Boil tells him, not happy at all that Waxer ruined his caf. Waxer just laughs again like the little trouble maker he is.

"Sorry." Waxer tells him, but Boil knows he's not by the shit-eating grin on his face.

"No y'ain't." He tells him, picking him out of his caf. He sighs, holding Waxer in front of his face.

"You do know that you have to have a bath now, right?" He asks Waxer and he just nods.

"Worth it!" He squeak's out, and Boil chuckles. He may get angry but he still loves his brother. He sits him carefully in the palm of his hand, and Waxer sits down, leg's crossed.

"Come on, let's get ya cleaned up." Boil tells him, carrying him to the barracks. He grabs the little tub and fills it with warm water, he turns his back when Waxer changes and gets in. Giving him some privacy.

He grabs Waxer a clean pair of blacks to change into, and washes his armor for him. He comes back once Waxer is changed into his blacks.

"What do you want to do now?" He asks Waxer, who yawns.

"Can I have a nap, I'm tired?" He says and Boil nods, he must have tired himself out while hiding from him.

"Of course" He says as he carry's Waxer to his bunk and lays him on the pillow, grabbing the miniature blanket that was special made for him.

Blueberry: " what are you doing tiny person?! Is it math? I can do that!"

My little brother: " nooo it's my homework!"

Been slowly adding tiny troopers to my army, and these are the 342nd boys (plus Krayt) who I have right now. From left to right: Patch, Krayt, Fuse, Jax, and Blazer. Gonna be getting Indy eventually, but he won’t be here for a while.