AN- Hello and welcome to my very first Christmas story. I hope that you all like it. First things first, I'm going to write a character list. This list will have name, what they do, and gender/species. Like in the Star Wars books, they have the dramatis personae, which is Latin for characters. Genius of them, huh? Now to the list of characters. (These are not in any specific order)
Jasmin Kenobi- Jedi Knight, S.H.E.I.L.D. agent (female human/Betazoid hybrid)
T'Mir- Jedi Padawan (female human/Vulcan hybrid)
Fire Skirata- Mandalorian Jedi Padawan (female human)
Montgomery "Scotty" Scott- chief engineer, U.S.S. Enterprise (male human)
Pavel Chekov- navigator, U.S.S. Enterprise (male human)
James T. Kirk- captain, U.S.S. Enterprise (male human)
Spock- first officer, U.S.S. Enterprise (male human/Vulcan hybrid)
Nyota Uhura- chief communications officer, U.S.S. Enterprise (female human)
Anthony "Tony" Stark- CEO, Stark Industries (male human)
Virginia "Pepper" Potts- secretary, Stark Industries (female human)
Sarek- Federation Ambassador to the Republic (male Vulcan)
Ahsoka Tano- Jedi Padawan (female Togruta)
Amanda Kenobi- infant (female human/Betazoid/Romulan hybrid)
Owen Kenobi- infant (male human/Betazoid/Romulan hybrid)
Obi-Wan Kenobi- Jedi Master (male human, with some Betazoid)
Anakin Skywalker- Jedi Knight (male human)
Hikaru Sulu- pilot, U.S.S. Enterprise (male human)
Leonard "Bones" McCoy- Chief Medical Officer, U.S.S. Enterprise (male human)
Jesse- clone captain (male human)
Rex- clone captain (male human)
Padmé Amidala- Senator from Naboo (female human)
Joanna McCoy- child (female human)
Now for the first chappie of the story!
Shopping Terrors
Jasmin Kenobi was stuck. She had no idea what someone would get their kids for their first Christmas. So here she was, staring at a display of baby toys, not quite sure what to do.
"Do you need any assistance?" a Twi'lek sales associate asked her.
"Yes. What do you get kids for their first Christmas?" Jasmin asked nervously.
"Ah. New mom?" the woman asked.
"Yea," Jasmin replied.
"Boy or girl?"
"Both."
"Pardon?"
"I've got twins," Jasmin explained.
"Ah," the Twi'lek replied, "Here, come take a look at this…"
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T'Mir glanced at the window of the store. Window shopping her master had called this. T'Mir stifled a sigh. She would never understand humans. Why go out and spend money on useless gifts, when the money could be used for the needs of the many. What a wasteful human tradition, this Christmas.
"Miss? You've been standing zer for a wery long time now. Is zere anything wrong?"
T'Mir looked at the young human next to her.
"I am perfectly fine. I was merely contemplating some ideas," she replied evenly.
"Alrighty then. Sheesh, ya don't need ta be rude to the lad," a Scottish accent replied. To her sensitive Vulcan ears, it sounded like he was speaking right into her ear. She turned to look at a man in a Starfleet engineering uniform.
"I was not intentionally being rude," T'Mir replied frostily.
"A Vulcan, aren't ya? What would a wee lass such as yerself be doin' so far from yer home?" he shot back. T'Mir's irritation levels cranked up a notch.
"This is my home. First and foremost, I am a Jedi," she snapped.
"Fiesty, aren't ya?" he laughed. She was about to reply when a voice said, "I think you might wanna step back a bit, mister."
T'Mir recognized the voice. It was her friend, Fire Skirata, Mando Jedi.
"Hello Fire," T'Mir greeted her fellow Padawan. The younger girl nodded her greetings.
"I thought ze Wulcans did not like humans?" the younger boy chimed in.
"Nope, not all of 'em. Come on, T'Mir. Jas has been wondering where you are," Fire replied, steering T'Mir away. Or, at least trying to.
"She should know where I am. She was the one who sent me… shopping, after all," T'Mir replied calmly.
"Remember, the poor woman forgets things. Like the time. She doesn't have Vulcan memory," Fire argued.
"True," T'Mir replied, letting Fire steer her away.
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Jim Kirk glanced at Spock for what seemed like the tenth time, even though it was only the third. Spock was occupied, studying something or another. Jim still didn't get why Enterprise got to escort Ambassador Sarek and Tony Stark to Coruscant. A stroke of luck, he supposed.
He glanced up at the door as Scotty and Chekov walked in, laughing.
"Did you see ze blonde's face? She got so cute when she got angry!" Chekov gasped, laughing.
"It was funnier when the Vulcan lass got irritated," Scotty replied, laughing just as hard as Chekov. Jim swore he saw Spock's ears prick up like a cat's.
"A Vulcan?" he asked the two men.
"Yep," Scotty replied, "A wee lass. Fancied herself as some sort of Jedi person."
"What was this Vulcan's name?" Spock pressed.
"Her blonde friend called her T'Mir," Chekov replied.
"If you will excuse me, Captain," Spock said, standing up.
"It's Jim, and where are you going?" Jim asked, adopting his command voice.
"I have not seen T'Mir in many years," Spock replied curtly.
"And you know a Jedi, how?" Jim asked, curious.
"T'Mir is my cousin, Captain," Spock replied, walking out the door.
"Oh," was all Jim replied.
AN- Enjoy!
