For some reason, I'm getting inspired by Disney movie songs, :/

I promise that I'm not abandoning the other stories, I just have some ideas that I need to write.

"To new alliances with the Republic!" The leader of the planet, Ermas, called raising a glass.

Rex cheered less than half heartedly. He really didn't understand why the Jedi wanted an alliance with these people. They were as bad as those Zygerians who had enslaved him and General Kenobi.

"Sir, I still don't understand why they want an alliance with these, these, monsterous people," Jesse hissed quietly to Rex from his seat next to him.

"I don't know either, but it doesn't matter. We have to contact the Generals and tell them that everything went well." Rex sipped the drink in his hand, it burned his throat, it wasn't unpleasent but it wasn't the best thing ever. Rex excused himself to the temperary room he was given and turned on the holo-gram. "Sir."

"Rex, how did things go?" Anakin looked at him, Ahsoka by his side.

"Things went without a hitch. The alliance is in place."

"Good, that's good." Rex heard Kenobi before he saw him.

"Sir, I still don't understand why we have to have an alliance with these people. I mean, I know it's for a base here, but couldn't we have just taken over the planet instead?"

Anakin looked at Obi-Wan, "The Chanceller thought it best to not take the planet by force. The people would have most likely rebelled that way." Rex nodded, That doesn't really answer my question. "Rex, I'm going to need you to watch over the construction of the base, I don't really trust them to leave anyone else."

"I understand, Sir." Rex wasn't very happy about it, but he would do what Skywalker asked.

(On a different planet under the control of the Quinceters *new allies of Republic*)

The music was soft as she danced across the room with her father. For her, it was the best birthday party she had. She had just turned 20 and as her father, the King, had promised, he had a ball and let everyone in the kingdom come. Most didn't have time to, but there was still about 1/3 that came.

Everyone was having a wonderful time, having Champagne and food, dancing and laughing. Her father stopped, allowing one of her friends to dance with me.

"How are you?" She asked my friend politefully. Swan Lake by Tchaikovsy started.

"Good, considering what's happened."

"What's happened?" She was curious, she hadn't heard that anything had happened.

"I get to dance with my best friend, the Princess, and the most desired woman on the planet for almost 26 minutes without interuption." She blushed at Eric's comment.

Eric smirked, and she lighly pushed him, "Don't flatter yourself, Eric."

"Well you shouldn't then, Odette." He lightly spun her, lifting her by her waist in the air.

"Then I won't," Odette said lightly, "but you mustn't make comments like that."

Eric opened his mouth to talk when the palace doors burst open and men, men with guns that weren't part of the royal army, stormed the palace. He grabbed her wrist and started to pull her away.

"Wait, my father!" Oddette turned, trying to find her father in the crowd of people trying to escape. He was in a chair, the throne, with a man pointing a gun at him.

"Where is she?!" The man's yelling was heard over everything. "Where is the Princess?!" The man demanded again.

"Oddette ru-" there was a gunshot, and the King fell limp.