So I've decided once again to take on the suicidal approach of the 100 Themes. I've decided it to be Star Wars themed, and that each one will be in an alternate universe that a friend and I created. I do not own most (if not any) of the characters, I'm pretty sure George Lucas still has the rights to those. Each chapter will be a theme, and they may be short or long, we will see. Anyway, let's get too it.

1. Introduction

It was a long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away…

Anakin Skywalker stood up straight and looked down at the scruffy boy who stared at his feet. Anakin slowly crossed his arms, putting trust in his feelings. The boy, who appeared to be a teenager, was hungry and thin, but he felt no fear in him. His blue eyes looked around, checking the long sideways of Coruscant before he looked back at the boy. "Do you think it's wise," Anakin began, "to steal credit vouchers from a Jedi?"

The scruffy boy paused and he looked up at him. His brown eyes flashed a bit. "Didn't know you were a Jedi," he said with a shrug, "didn't see the 'saber."

Anakin nodded slowly, crossing his arms across his chest. "Do you know what you can get for trying to steal from a Jedi?"

The boy paused and he shook his head. "No, sir." Anakin looked at him, listening to the sarcastic remark, and knew the boy was lying.

Anakin nodded. "Well, it can get you a few days in a cell. How old are you?"

"…I'm 16." The boy said warily. He shifted back onto his back foot, wondering to himself if he could outrun the man standing in front of him. He thought he might be able too, but he could be wrong, and that could be a dangerous mistake.

"That's a lie." The Jedi said simply, "tell me your real age."

The boy let out a soft growl, that was almost undetectable, but he answered honestly. "I'm fourteen."

Anakin reached up and stroked his chin thoughtfully. "Do you have babysitting experience?"

The boy's eyes widened and he paused before he nodded "Yes sir, some…"

Anakin nodded "Good." He said, putting a hand on the boy's shoulder "Come with me." Anakin started walking back on a path to his apartment. "What is your name, boy?"

The boy's brown eyes looked up at him, before looking around seeing if there was anyone he could call for help. "Solo. Han Solo."

Anakin nodded "That's an interesting name." Anakin moved to the lift that would bring them up to the apartment. "Now, Han Solo, I'll make you a deal. I won't press charges on you if you babysit my two kids." Han's eyes widened and he shook his head, moving to change the direction on the lift, when Anakin's hand tightened. "You see, Han…The missus and I are going out for dinner, and I only had one responsibility, and that was to get a babysitter. I forgot. The Force has a way of making things right of course, and so I trust that you would take great care of my son and daughter. Because, you see, if you don't, I'm going to kill you."

Han paused and he swallowed hard, looking up at him. "How do you know I ain't going to steal something?"

Anakin chuckled "Go ahead. As long as it's not my children, everything you have access too can be replaced."

Han paused and he nodded. "…What will I get if I do a good job?"

Anakin raised an eyebrow and he looked down at him, pausing. "Well, you don't deserve for me to give you anything. If you insist though, then on top of not pressing charges, I will give you some credits when we get back. As long as you don't take anything and my children have a good night."

Han smirked and looked up at him. "I thought you said I could steal if I wanted to."

Anakin shrugged a bit. "Sure, but if you want to get credits, nothing can be missing."

Han looked up at him and pondered that, looking as the doors of the lift opened. Two children were outside the lift, a little boy and a little girl. The little boy held what appeared to be the hilt of a lightsaber, running around the house making buzzing noises every time he swung it. The girl was sitting at a small table, with a toy nerf across from her. She was speaking quietly to it while she drew something on a piece of flimsy. Anakin smiled and he moved in, kneeling down and kissing the girl's forehead and then kissing the boy's head. He stood up as a rather beautiful woman walked in. Han felt the woman looked strangely familiar, like from the holonet or something. The woman looked directly at Han, and she tilted her head a bit before she asked, "Are you the babysitter?"

Han stared at her, feeling oddly silly all of a sudden, wishing he was wearing better clothes. He looked at Anakin before turning back to the woman and nodding. "Yes, I am."

Anakin moved over to the woman and kissed her forehead. "I told you I would find a babysitter."

She laughed and shook her head. "I never should have doubted you." She gave him a light kiss and took his hand and looked at the chrono on the wall. "We should be going."

Anakin nodded and he moved to the children. "Alright, you two, you be good for Mr. Solo, alright?"

The boy nodded with a large grin framing his face. "Of course, Daddy."

The little girl looked up at her father and she pouted, looking at the toy nerf that sat across from her, not saying anything.

Anakin looked at his daughter and he sighed softly. He moved over and kneeled next to her. "Hey, Princess…" he said softly to her, touching her cheek with his gloved right hand. "We'll be back in a few hours, you can be good until then, right?"

She stared at him before she nodded a bit, pulling away and looking back at the nerf.

Anakin sighed and he stood up, presenting his arm to his wife. His wife smiled and she moved over, taking his arm. "Play nice everyone." Anakin said as he walked out to the lift with his wife.

Han took a deep breath and looked at the children, not really sure what he was suppose to do with them. He looked down at the two kids. The boy had gone back to playing with his fake-lightsaber, but the girl was staring up at Han. He paused a bit and he moved over to the kitchen. If he was going to be there for a few hours, then he might as well get something to eat. He opened and closed a few cabinets, looking for something to eat, when something tugged at his pants. He turned and looked down, seeing a pair of large brown eyes staring at him. Han looked around quickly, wondering how a four year old could have snuck up on him, before looking down at the little girl. "Hi…" He said, pulling his leg from the small hand. "What do you want?"

The girl looked up at him and said in a very calm voice, "I want you to have tea with me and Ra-Na."

Han smirked and shook his head. "Sorry, kid, I don't do tea." He turned back to the cabinet, when he heard a noise that brought a chill through his heart. He turned, and found that the four year old girl had somehow got onto the counter, and was pulling out viroblades from a drawer, turning them on, and then swinging them around. "Hey hey hey hey hey!" He grabbed the viroblade out of her hand. He placed the blade on the counter and looked at her. "How did you get up there?" He slipped his hands under her arms and he lifted her up, setting her on the floor. "Why did you do that?"

She shrugged. "I'm bored."

Han ran his fingers through his hair. "Fine, fine, I'll have tea with you just…gods, don't climb on counters!"

The girl grinned and she grabbed his hand. She pulled him back into the living room and waited until he sat next to the table before sitting in her own chair. "This is Ra-Na." She said, pointing to the toy nerf. "I'm Chancellor Pene Lopi, and you are Senator Fluffy Buttons."

Han raised an eyebrow at the little girl and he shook his head "Oh no. My name is Han Solo not Fluff-" Han looked around the room before he looked at her and said in his calmest voice, "Chancellor, where is your brother?"

She looked around the room with her brown eyes before she shrugged. "I don't know."

Han stood up, ignoring the girl's protests that they weren't done with tea yet. He moved out of the living room to look for the boy, realizing that he didn't actually know either of their names. He was pretty sure that little girl had made the name up for herself, and the boy had been so quiet. In his rush to figure out where the boy had gone, he didn't think to ask her what the boy's name might have been. He moved through the apartment and looked in all the rooms, until the only place he didn't check was down a flight of stairs. He moved down the stairs quickly and his eyes widened as he walked onto a veranda about the size of the apartment above, and saw the tow-headed boy sitting on the edge of it, swinging his feet as he swung his toy lightsaber around. Han swallowed hard. "Hey kid." The boy turned around and looked at him. Han moved over slowly. "Why don't you come away from the edge?"

"Why?" the boy asked.

"Because it's dangerous to be on the edge like that."

"Why?"

"Because you could fall…"

"Why?"

"Because there's no railing."

"Why?"

"You know what, I don't know why your parents didn't put a railing around this veranda."

The boy paused, thought this over, and then asked, "Why?"

"Damn it kid if I-"

Solo was interrupted by a very loud voice screaming, "Luke Skywalker!" Han and Luke both turned to see Luke's sister standing at the bottom of the stairs. She continued, "Get away from there! You know we're not allowed here and you're interrupting my tea party!"

Luke paused and stared at his sister before he slowly backed up from the edge and he stood up. "Alright, I'm coming." He said before jogging to the stairs.

The girl sniffled and she wiped her eyes on her sleeve "You poodoo…"

Luke stuck his tongue out at his sister before going up stairs, earning a similar expression to be darted towards her as she wiped her eyes some more. Han's expression softened now that the imminent danger was avoided. He moved over to the girl and he kneeled down. "Hey… Chancellor's don't cry…" He slipped his hands under her armpits and lifted her up, pulling her close to his chest. "Why don't we get some tea?"

She sniffled again and nodded "Okay, Senator Fluffy Buttons."

Han chuckled lightly and brought her back upstairs.

Anakin walked back into his apartment with Padme a few hours later, kissing her cheek lightly and walking off. He looked around and was rather surprised not to see his kids in there, refusing to go to sleep or otherwise terrorizing the babysitter. He walked through the apartment while his wife slipped into something more comfortable, and stepped into his children's bedroom. The scene before him shocked him more than the initial inability to find them. Inside Luke was fast asleep in his bed, and Leia was snuggled up close to Han Solo, the data pad in the young thief's hands apparently containing a children's story. Anakin listened in as Han read, "And the littlest Bantha, after his very long day, fell right to sleep in his bed of hay…" Anakin watched as Han looked down at Leia, and carefully moved, laying her down in the bed and standing up as Leia curled around her nerf toy. Han smiled and moved to the door when he seemed to see Anakin for the first time. "Oh, you're back," He said softly so he wouldn't wake up the sleeping children, "Did you have a nice night?"

Anakin looked at the boy and he nodded answering with the same softness, "Yes, we had a good time…were the kids alright?"

Han nodded. "Yeah…they were kind of troublesome at first, but then things calmed down and everything was great after that."

Anakin nodded and looked at the two children. "Well…I didn't see anything missing so I guess you earned this." Anakin reached into his pocket in his robes and handed some credit vouchers over to Han.

Han took the money and thanked him. Anakin asked if he wanted to be walked out, but the teenager told him he knew where the door was and watched as Anakin went off to see where his wife had gone to. Han paused before he turned back to look at the twins. He moved over to Leia and kneeled down next to her bed, kissing her head. "Goodnight, Chancellor Lopi." He whispered, standing up and then walked out of the room and then out of the apartment.

Leia opened one eye as Han walked out and whispered. "Goodnight, Senator Fluffy Buttons…" before she fell asleep herself.