The sun hung high in the azure sky, casting a warm golden glow over the pristine shores of Pabu. The island was a hidden gem in the vastness of the galaxy, a place where the chaos of the Empire felt like a distant memory. The air was filled with the salty tang of the sea, mingling with the sweet scent of tropical fruits that grew abundantly in the nearby groves when everyone from Batch went on a beach day.

Everyone was greeted by the sound of waves crashing against the shore. The beach itself was a stretch of soft sand. Wrecker, ever the enthusiast, immediately raced towards the water with Omega. Tech, with his usual curiosity, began scanning the area. Echo, took a moment to survey their surroundings, ensuring they were safe and secure. Meanwhile, Crosshair, though initially reluctant to join, found himself looking at the view with a slight raised eyebrow.

Hunter was..well he was himself. He felt a sense of peace wash over him. This was a place where they could forget about everything that happened. He looked at the smaller companion next to him and his dad nature suddenly spiked in; "You got everything? We'll be back if anything happens. Be careful, kid." Suddenly he started ranting, his usual concern visible.