AN- Hey first story. don't be harsh.
Disclaimer-I don't own them. If I did Jaina and Kyp would definitely be together. : )
"Goddess?"
She cursed under her breath. Oh how she loathed that sound. She had been avoiding her fellow pilots all day long and it seemed like they had finally caught up with her. She glanced furtively around the hangar for a place to hide but there was no place to go. She sighed, choosing instead to stay and face the music.
She had lost a bet earlier that day and since the galaxy was in the middle of a war credits didn't seem to be worth much. She said that she would answer one question of their choosing. Which seemed to be a fair deal.
That is until she saw the mischievous gleam in Durron's eyes. Oh yes she knew exactly what question he was going to ask her. And she would have to answer it in front of the crew. Which just happened to include her parents and her aunt and uncle. Her Aunt Mara had caught the look Kyp had given her and seemed to look forward to the inevitable confrontation with an almost sadistic eagerness. Fortunately the raid siren that indicated an attack by the Vong saved her.
It seemed to be one of the good days they hadn't lost anyone today. There were only a few pilots with cuts and bruises. A few hours in the bacta tank and they were good as new. After the battle she had been successful with her evasive maneuvers. That is until now.
"Jaina?" said a baritone voice.
"I'm here," she said in a resigned tone.
He smiled at her and said the exact words she had been dreading, "So Jaina, why don't you explain to us the real reason your callsign is Sticks."
She glared at him.
He would definitely be sleeping on the couch tonight.