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This is a short two part story.
Of Ships and Pranksters
Part One: The Master Prankster and his Daughter.
Mara Jade Skywalker was very protective of her ship, the Jade Shadow. It was common knowledge that her husband thought that if you damaged her ship in any way, you never hear the end of it form her.
Han Solo on the other hand didn't usually mind if people knocked his ship around - the ship looked like it was a flying scrap heap anyway - unless someone did enough damage to put the Falcon unto repairs. Then you would not want to be around him, especially if you were that someone.
Jaina Solo Fel also kept her ship Ice Goddess, in the same large hanger bay as the Falcon and the Shadow, Luke and Angie Skywalker kept their X-wings in the same hanger bay as well…
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Wes Janson missed the old days.
Days he spent risking his life for freedom, pulling pranks on his colleagues – Well perhaps not the former, but the latter he missed badly.
The Rouge Reunion that was going to happen that night, was only going to serve as a reminder of those old time's and Wes had very little time to prepare for his prank that he was about to pull – and this wasn't going to be any old prank, but it was going to be a grand daddy of all the pranks that he pulled in the past, it started with cans of paint – the colour of Neon Pink…
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Angie Skywalker was working on reports that were for a mission that she had just been on, that she would hand in to Face the next morning, while she was listening to a conversation between her father and Aaron Solo.
"- that Ces's father always pulls some sort of joke of at the annual reunion." Aaron was saying to Luke.
"Wes always seems to pull of some sort of prank that makes us want to get him back, somehow." Luke replied.
"But isn't revenge of the dark side, Dad?" Angie cut in with a mocking tone in her voice.
"She has a point Farmboy." Mara added to stir the pot.
"Well if Wes had the nerve to do anything to you, you'd be out for his blood too." Luke said, "And I wouldn't put anything past his daughter ether."
"Uncle Luke if what you say is true, then I'm doomed." Aaron moaned.
Ces Janson, Angie knew, was Aaron's best friend in Rogue Squadron. Aaron so far was the only other member of the Skywalker/Solo Family to join Rogue Squadron – Beside's Luke (who was the one who foundered it) and Jaina.
Everyone was shocked to hear about Ces's existence, but no one more so than Wes. Apparently, Wes had gotten lucky with a woman at Boleries, during the Yuuzhan Vong war, But woman had fallen Pregnant after and had the child, then she rejoined the war, only to die in the final battle. Ces's mother's parents didn't want to have anything to do with her, so they dumped her on her father's doorstep, which at that moment in time was a military base.
"Don't you two have a reunion to go to?" Mara asked.
Angie could have joined Rogue Squadron as easily as Aaron did, and kept her real last name and everything, but something about intelligence grabbed her and wouldn't let her go…
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"Dad we are going to be late."
"Haven't you heard of been fashionably late, it really annoys your commanding officers."
"Oh and as if they are not going to be, when they see what you pulled this time?"
"We, my dear. What we pulled off."
"This wasn't my idea remember? And why did we have to hit intelligence? I don't know about Face, But Jaker has a reputation of leaving people traumatised when she's in a horrific mood."
"Ces, those know it all's need a wake up call every now and again."
"Right."
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The next morning Angie walked into Face's office, or what she thought was Face's Office.
Face stood in the middle of the messed up office, looking like he wanted to pull his hair out (he of course had none to pull out, because he shaved his head), his office was a mess, paper's had been thrown everywhere, and to make it worse there was pink paint spatted everywhere and in the middle of it all was a stuffed Ewok.
Angie quickly backed out of the office as Face yelled at the top of his lungs "WES!"
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Hangovers always put Gavin Darklighter in a bad mood.
So when he woke to see his room in the shambles and pink paint all over the place… "Wes you really out did yourself this time," Gavin muttered, as got up and went to see how much damage Wes had done.
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What Gavin didn't realise was, however, that Wes had gotten into the drawer where he kept the shorts that he slept in. Wes had put in a couple of pairs of ladies bloomers (you know that old style underwear that looks like a pair of shorts, but with half a ton of lace on it) knowing that Gavin would be drunk when he put them on and too busy to notice when he saw what else Wes did…
A/N: I was originally going to put this story as part of Angie Jaker, But this story, while it is connected, wasn't really about Angie and her life, So this story was posted separately. So Please R&R.