A/N: Rick Riordan owns Annabrth Chase and Gorge Lucas owns everything Star Wars
His Name is Harry
Five-year-old Jacen Solo held the small harry critter in the palm of his hand.
'Harry, that's a good name.' Jacen thought. He ran his finger over the big, furry tarantula's back. Just then, Jacen's twin, Jaina strode in the room.
"Jaina look!" he said holding up his new pet.
"Ewww! Gross! Get that ugly thing away from me!" She screeched. Jacen pulled the critter close to his chest.
"His name's harry and he's not ugly or gross!"
"Whatever Jace." She muttered and walked off.
FIFTEEN MINOUTS LATER
Annabeth Chase walked down the hall. Where had she put that map? She came into the same room where Jaina had been earlier.
"Hi Annabeth!"
"Hi Jacen." She said distractedly.
"Do'ya wanna see my new pet?"
"Not right now Jacen. I'm busy."
"Aww. You'll love him! Look! PLEASE!"
"Fine." She turned and walked to him.
"See?!" He asked holding up the tarantula.
"Sp-sp-sp-spider! Ahhhhhhhhh!" she screamed stumbling back into pile of crates. Righting herself she turned and ran away down the hall screaming, "SPIDER!" the whole way.
"HIS NAME IS HARRY!" Jacen shouted after her.