Title: Edge of Life
Characters: varies
Disclaimer: SW now belongs to Disney... and also Lucasfilm and George Lucas. Am humbling borrowing.
Notes: These were for the Third Ultimate Drabble Challenge in 2008 on another site...

Week 1, UDC 3

Happy

The woman wanted to laugh at the sight before her. On the living room floor, her husband was playing with blocks with her son. It was so, so cute. "Can I join you?"

Luke smiled up at her. "Sure, Mara."

Carefully, she sat down on the floor. "Is that a castle?"

"It's a fort!" Ben said excitedly as he put another block on the structure. "See?"

Mara smiled. "I see, Ben."

"Is it a good fort, mommy?"

Mara shared a glance with Luke as she nodded. "Yes, Ben. It's a good fort."

Ben considered it for a long moment, before looking up at his father. "It needs a flag."

Sad

She'd sat alone here in this darkened living room before. The sillouettes hadn't changed, but she had. Life had changed so much in recent months, and now... now they were married. It felt... odd that all she'd wanted to do since waking in the darkness in the early hours of the morning the day after her wedding was cry and never stop. Cry for a life that never got to be, that had been taken before it had a chance to start.

Knowing now that everything... had worked out, she felt like the pressure had been lifted. She should have felt happy... right?

Curious

"What is this?" the child asked as he held something to his father.

The father took it and frowned. "It's a... creature."

"But what kind?"

"I don't know, Jacen. Never seen it before."

"I want to know what it is!"

The father sighed. When his son was insistant about things like this, it was best to find out the answers. "Let's go ask the spaceport officials, then."

Jacen smiled and followed his father as they went to go find out what the creature was. "Can I hold it again?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"Because..."

"Because why?"

"Because I said so, Jacen."

Angry

The sound of something crashing in another room got her attention and she frowned as it happened again. Standing up, she carefully followed the sounds and stopped in the doorway to the unfinished baby's room, mouth agape at things flying about seemingly on their own. "What in the name of the Force?" At the sound of her voice, everything still in the air fell to the floor. "Neesta?" Slowly, the little girl faded in... appearing to be very upset. "Why are you making a mess?"

"It's not fair," Neesta sobbed as she stamped her tranuslucent foot angrily. "It's just not!"

Content

"Mmmm," she sighed as he massaged her shoulders. "That feels nice."

"Just nice?" he asked, as he bent to kiss her cheek.

"Magnificent. Don't stop."

"I don't plan to."

"Can we just stay here and not ever have to leave the apartment again?"

"I'd love to do exactly that, Leia." He winced at the sound of a baby crying. "I'll go see."

"I'm so glad you're my nerfherder."

She watched him go and sighed again, contented. A minute later, he rejoined her, baby in hand. "Want's me, hmm?"

"He does," Han said as he gently handed the infant to her.