Title: Fangirl Footnotes

Timeframe: Various
Characters: Various (LEGACY comics era heavy)
Genre: Star Wars
Summary: Written for a Drabble Challenge in 2009 in which a set of five words was assigned each week for twenty weeks. The assigned words are in bold type before each drabble.

A/N: Most of these are canon-compliant, but some are AU, some are serious, some are sad, some are humor and some are just plain ridiculous. I hope you enjoy the variety! :)

Week 1: Mara, OC, Luke
Week 2: Skywalkers
Week 3: Ganner Krieg
Week 4: Various
Week 5: Zayne, Jarael
Week 6: Mynock crew
Week 7: Mara Jade
Week 8: Luke, Tionne, Ben
Week 9: Morrigan Corde
Week 10: Talon, Shada
Week 11: Artoo, various
Week 12: Celeste, Zayne, Cade
Week 13: Luke, Mara, Ben
Week 14: Starkiller/Juno
Week 15: Various AUs
Week 16: Skywalker family
Week 17: Jariah, Deliah
Week 18: Deliah Blue
Week 19: Cade, Mara
Week 20: Various

Week 1: Green

(Mara, OC, Luke)

Flash in the pan

"Oooh...fancy."

"Quiet," Mara Jade snapped, working the tip of her lightsaber around the delicate edge of a ticking incendiary device.

"Time is a factor, Jade."

"I said, quiet!" A bead of sweat dripped from Mara's forehead, splash-hissing on her blade. One more slice exposed the tangled wire innards and she cut the fuse, sitting back on her heels with a sigh of relief.

"Shall I applaud?" a voice asked dryly. "I suppose Master Skywalker taught you that in your private sessions."

"Look, Greer," Mara stood abruptly, facing the younger woman. "If you have a problem with me, just say it!"

Out on a limb

"Yeah, I have a problem." Greer planted her fists firmly on her slim hips. "I've been studying here with Master Skywalker for years. Years! And I just now passed my trials. You show up and get Knighted in what? A month?"

"It's a little more involved than that," Mara answered, forcing calm into her voice.

"Involved," Greer snorted, cutting her off. "What'd you do - sleep your way into the Order?"

"What?"

"You heard me. Everyone knows you got your Knighthood in the Master's bed."

"Everyo-" Mara sputtered. "We're engaged!"

Greer stomped away, almost hiding the jealousy in her eyes.

Out of the blue

Mara slammed the door to Luke's office. "I can't work with Greer."

"We've talked about this Mara," Luke answered, thumbing through files in his desk drawer. "I know she can be difficult, but she trained with CorSec and she's the best person for this job."

"She has a crush on you."

Luke's hands froze over the files. "Say again?"

"She has. A crush. On you."

Wordlessly, Luke sat back in his chair.

"Oh, don't look at me like that. Did you honestly think that you - the most eligible bachelor in the sector - would not have female admirers among your students?"

Wet behind the ears

Footsteps pounded in pursuit across the rooftop and Greer skidded to a halt at the edge, the folds of her cloak billowing in the violent winds. The stairway was in shambles and there was no way off the roof - just a sheer drop fifty stories down. "We're trapped!" she screamed into the night.

"Hold on!" A strong arm grabbed her and she was falling, the duracrete side of the building flashing past.

They landed with a thump as Mara retracted her grappling hook. "And no," she said, pulling Greer to her feet. "Master Skywalker did not teach me that."

Heat of the moment

"Here."

Mara turned from the greasy fuselage, banging her hydrospanner in the process. Greer was standing in front of her, holding out a holocube. "What's that?"

"A wedding gift," Greer answered. "It's holos. Of Master Skywalker." Blushing, she studied the clasp on her sleeve intently. "I've been collecting them over the years and...I think you should have them."

Wiping her hands on her pants, Mara took the cube awkwardly and cleared her throat. "I, um...don't know what to say."

Greer speared her with an exasperated stare. "Just say thank you and take the damn thing before I change my mind."