Ben woke up to the usual sound he woke up to almost every morning. The sound of Han and Leia fighting. Ben rolled over with a sigh ,and stared at the ceiling of his room. It seemed like his parents fought about everything. Ben got out of bed and went into the large den where his parents were engaged in a very heated argument.
"Arg, you are impossible!" shouted Han throwing his hands up in the air.
"Its not me being impossible, it is simple logic that for some reason you can't get through your thick skull," snapped Leia, her hands resting on her hips.
"Whatever, I can't deal with your nonsense right now," Han said grabbing the keys to the Millennium Falcon and storming out, slamming the door very loudly behind him.
"Men," Leia muttered as she left the room in a furry. Ben went back into his room shutting the door behind him and sinking to the floor. Warm tears streamed his face. The fighting had been getting worse. They used to be a happy family, but now it seemed that they could not get through a meal without some small war. It broke Ben's heart to see them fight. Each argument stabbing deeper into his soul, but he couldn't do anything he was just a kid. Ben stood up wiping the tears from his cheeks.
"It will all work out in the end," Ben reassured himself, but not really believing it.