She had always considered herself the force unseen. The one who always saw but never did. The one who always knew but never told. That one person who always had the power to change everything, but never did. She was the one who was always observing from the shadows, who like a cameraman on a movie set, had all the power in the world.
"Cantina!" A wheezy and high pitched voice called out. Cantina spun around, her dark brown hair pulled back in a bun, a few loose wisps hanging down and framing her tan face.
"Tell Jabba I quit, Greedo," she said, untying the apron around her waist and throwing it down to the ground in a ball. The little green alien's face became sour ans almost nervous.
"Jabba will not be pleased with this, you were one of the best servers he has had." Cantina rolled her eyes at Greedo.
"Jabba knew I was temporary Greedo, from the very start he knew that." Cantina held her hand over her eyes as she spoke, the hot sun blinding in the mid-afternoon.
"Your four years here you are practically family Cantina. Leaving now would be unprecedented." Greedo took a few small steps towards Cantina.
"I turn 19 tomorrow Greedo, and I finally have enough money to submit my application to the academy. I'll be off this hell-hole called Tatooine within the week, and either you can tell Jabba or he can find out on his own, but if he finds out you knew and didn't tell him, you'll be in deep." Cantina stormed off down the sandy road, despite Greedo shouting after her.
She was going to make her dreams come true, go to the academy and make something of herself. She was going to stop being that nobody girl on Tatooine. Cantina walked into the bar that she earned her namesake from, the Mos Eisley Cantina. The room was buzzing with many aliens and creatures of different size, shapes, and colors. She took a seat at the bar, next to a large furry creature and a man in a white shirt and a brown vest. She couldn't see the man's face, but he had brown hair and obviously tall. When she sat down the man looked up. He was very handsome, with a chiseled jaw and perfect hairline.
"Well hello there," he said. His voice was deep but yet extremely smooth.
"Hey," Cantina said, leaning on the bar and looking at the man.
"The name's Han, this is Chewy," he pointed to the big furry creature who let out a roar when his name was mentioned, "Haven't seen you around these parts before, you new in town?" Han grabbed his cup, drinking the last few drops from it.
"Actually I grew up here, hell, my name's Cantina after this very bar." Han tapped the bar tender on the shoulder.
"A drink for the lady and another one for me" Han turned back to Cantina. "Really? I wonder why I haven't seen you," Cantina accepted a drink from the bartender and turned her seat towards Han.
"Well, I've worked for Jabba the Hutt for the past four years, and-"
"Now I know why I haven't seen you before. I've been avoiding that scumbag for years, and I do't plan to stop." Cantina sipped at her drink.
"Anybody who is anybody in this system owes Jabba something, I'm not surprised you do too." Han spun the straw in his cup around the edge.
"Smuggling spices, not the best idea looking back at it. I got a booth in the back, why don't you come on back and we can get to know each other." Han stood up, grabbing his drink and holding a hand out for Cantina. Cantina took his hand and stood up beside him.
"Sounds like a good idea," Cantina said, also grabbing her drink from the bar. Chewy growled.
"Now be quiet, you just stay here. If anyone comes looking for us you take care of them," Han said, pointing to the grumbling Wookie. Chewbacca let out a defeated and muted roar, nodding his head before he turned back to the bar.
Han lead Cantina through the crowd and back to a small table that sat in the middle of a booth-like alcove. Both sat down on the same side of the table, setting their drinks down and turning to face each other.
"So, you work for Jabba, eh?" Han asked, kicking off the conversation. Cantina leaned her head to the side and scratched her forehead.
"Worked, actually. I just quit no more than a half hour ago so I could finally go to the Imperial Academy." Han let out a small laugh as Cantina spoke.
"The Imperial Academy? All they do is train you how to misuse a blaster and poorly track ships. You probably have learned more from working for Jabba than those imps will ever teach you." Cantina frowned at Han.
"That can't be true, some of the best pilots and fighters I've ever heard of trained at the Academy." Han laughed again.
"That's what they wan't you to think. All the Academy is, well,it's just a gateway to the Empire, and unless you want to end up in some white clammy armor like those Storm Troopers you see around here, I'd stick around Tatooine for a while." Han leaned in as he spoke, almost whispering his words but still speaking them with more enunciation and strength than before.
"At least those Storm Troopers don't have a bounty on their heads." Cantina looked smug as Han leaned back against the wall, one of his arms behind his head, the other tracing marks in the wall.
"Listen sweetheart, I think I can hold my own. I can take down every single one of those bounty hunters without a blink of the eye." Cantina looked behind her and saw Greedo walking in.
"What about him, he works for Jabba and I bet he's in here looking for you." Cantina pointed at Greedo as she spoke. she new it was a stupid question, Greedo was the slowest and most inaccurate shooter on Tatooine, he barely even knew how to properly handle his blaster.
"You think I can't handle Greedo? Ha, that twirp can barely even stop himself from tripping over his own feet, much less kill me. And anyways, I don't think it's me he's looking for." Cantina looked back at Greedo, who was looking directly in her direction. She had forgotten Han was further inside the booth than her, and she covered him from the outside. If Greedo got any closer he would see it really was her, and drag her straight back to Jabba.
"Hide me," Cantina said quickly, rushing to try and find a way to not be seen. it suddenly came to her as she looked around.
"There aint' no way I can-" Han was quickly silenced by Cantina grabbing his collar and pulling him in for a kiss. At first Han was surprised and didn't know what was going on, but the kiss completely covered both him and Cantina by making both their faces non-visible. Cantina wrapped her arms around Han's neck and Han wrapped his around her waist. When Han and Cantina stopped kissing, Greedo was nowhere to be found, and 100% out of sight.
"Nice plan," Han said, taking in a few deep breaths.
"Thanks," Cantina said, also breathing heavily. It was silent for a few seconds, with an awkward tension in the air as the two looked at each other. When neither of the two broke eye contact Han grabbed Canina's waist again and the two continued to kiss.