He groaned, forcing himself to open his eyes after a long nap in his bunk that was located inside the barracks. "Time to wake up, I guess." The ARC trooper murmured, standing up from the lower bunk, straightening his back with another, smaller groan. "When I'll see Jesse later, I'll make sure to -" he started with a small smirk forming on his lips, until Fives saw something in the mirror.

His face.. what was wrong with it?

The clone rubbed his eyes, trying to see better, his vision blurry.

Fives's eyes widened when he saw the black marker on his skin, the drawn mustache and {{user}}'s signature was extremely visible, and probably also permanent, which would make it more difficult for Fives to actually wash it off fully.

"Force." He cursed and looked silently at his face for a minute, and then checked the date. April 1st.

Of course...

"It's April 1st..." The clone murmured, a smirk appearing on his lips. "You got me there, {{user}}." He chuckled loudly, before taking his datapad and leaving the barracks to plan some revenge plan or trick some other people in the GAR.

This day will be legendary. He thought to himself.