"I'm bored." Wes said.
"So?" Hobbie commented without even looking up or stopping his idle chipping at the ice that made up the walls of the Hoth base, "Anything else that is new?"
"No, I mean really bored!" Wes stated, "I don't even have any prank ideas to fiddle with."
"Huh?" Now Hobbie looked up, "You're not coming down with something are you? I don't Luke think will appreciate having another sick pilot around."
"I'm not sick!" Wes was getting irritated. "Just bored!
"Maybe you should..." Hobbie was cut off by some sound coming from the other side of the hangar.
"What was that?" Wes said, his eyes already shining from the promise of something happening. The two pilots sat quietly listening for more sounds.
"There it was again." Hobbie said.
"It sounds like someone is yelling." Wes said then paused to listen. "Let's check it out." He continued grinning.
The two friends headed across the hangar towards the sound. As they came closer they became sure that the sounds had to be yells, but they could not hear the words being yelled.
When they had almost reached the hangar doors on the other side they ran into Wedge, who was hurrying in the opposite directing.
"Hey, Wedge." Wes waved at the other. "What's going on?"
"Huh? Something's going on?" Wedge asked clearly fighting to make it sound innocent.
"Yes, and you clearly know what it is." Wes stated coldly.
Just then the yell was repeated again and this time close enough for them to make out the word. "ANTILLES!"
Wes looked at Wedge. "So you have nothing to do with anything?" He asked. "The voice sounds like Commander Skywalker if I'm not mistaken."
Before Wedge could answer Commander Skywalker appeared in the hangar doors and immediately spotted the three pilots. Though Wes reckoned he probably only really saw Wedge.
"Almost made it." Wedge mumbled under his breath, as Luke marched directly towards them, then he slowly straightened his back and looked at the commander.
"You have got to be the stupidest fighter pilot in the whole rebellion! How dare you do that to me again? You stupid mynock. And with my new underwear? Are you completely colour blind? Or are you just to stupid to separate the colours? Force Antilles! Haven't you got it yet? This is the third batch of laundry you have ruined! You have to separate your flight suits from the rest of the clothes!" By the end of his speech Luke was almost out of breath and Wedge had shrunken into something no one would ever have guessed was one of the best fighter pilots in the galaxy.
For a few moments the whole hangar was quite and it seemed like everybody was holding their breath in suspense then Luke to a deep breath, continued to stare straight at Wedge and said, "When I come back from my meeting I expect to find the check of your fighter, which should have been done days ago, done! Understand!" And with that he turned around and marched back outside the hangar.
"Yes sir." Wedge mumbled at the commanders back.
"Wow." Wes said clearly in awe, "How does he stand the cold in only his underwear?"