Six Years Later…

The hallway was empty aside from the two Jedi younglings walking casually down the hall. One was a young Faleen, the other a young human with blue eyes and dark brown hair. It was apparent that the two were close friends; there was not a moment of silence in their conversation.

"Seriously though, that lunge was great, I barely avoided it!" said the Faleen.

"Calah, it was just improvising. You could have ducked it easily any other day, but you and I both know that you've barely slept the past few nights."

Calah smiled. "I appreciate your modesty, Clasga," she teased, "But let's face it: if you aren't made a Padawan in a year, the entire temple will be shocked."

Gylace grinned. "Well, I wouldn't go that far."

Calah raised an eyebrow.

Gylace's smile disappeared as she considered the possibility. "Well, I guess it would be nice."

Calah nodded slyly and hit her friend on the back. "Atta girl."

The two stopped walking upon arriving at Gylace's quarters.

"Well, I'm going to the mess hall," Calah announced, "Are you coming, or do you want to meet up later?"

"How about later," Gylace proposed, "I think I need rest more than I need food, and so do you!"

Calah laughed. "My dear Lace, don't you see? Food will eventually lead to sleep. I'm being efficient!"

Gylace rolled her eyes. "If you say so."

Calah laughed again. "I'll see you later, okay?"

"Sure, see ya!"

As soon as Calah ran off, Gylace went into her quarters. She flopped on a couch lazily and stared at the ceiling. She was as bored as heck. Maybe she should've gone with Farah. She shook off the idea. After all, it was possible that she would be receiving company tonight…

After a few moments, Gylace flipped on the Holograph news.

"…In other news, police are engaged in a downtown chase with a bounty hunter who apparently has stolen over two thousand credits in jewelry…"

Gylace's eyes widened. "Oh no…" she mumbled.

"Sightings describe the criminal to be a human female, but other details are yet to be confirmed. Wait! We have just received a report that the police lost track of the criminal on the Coruzscant surface. Police reports claim to have last seen the thief leaping from the top of a building in downtown. The authorities have scanned the jewelry shop for any evidence…"

Gylace didn't want to hear anymore. She flipped off the news with a sigh. Sometimes her life was just frustrating. She got up from the couch and headed towards her window. It was cold outside, but nevertheless, she opened the glass and took out the screen. As soon as she had finished, Gylace returned back to the couch nonchalantly. She flopped down and sighed louder than ever before.

"Three…two…one…"

And sure enough, on cue, a figure rolled into her room through the open window. Gylace glanced up and looked at the figure with a disappointed look on her face. The figure, however, either did not notice her mood or simply didn't care.

"Well don't just sit there!" it yelled, "Help me close the window! I'm being chased here!"

"Hi Lani," Gylace said.

"Do you have any curtains? We should use them just in case they try to shine lights."

"Oh, I'm doing fine, how are you?"

"Never mind; curtains would only cause suspicion. We're going to need to be upfront. I'll fire, you keep loading me. Ugh, I'm going to need a barrel rifle."

"Oh yes, my week has been amazing! Training went well; the cafeteria has started to serve mochas…"

"Gylace! Quit bumbling like an idiot and help me!"

Gylace sighed, wondering how she and Milan could possibly be related, let alone twins.

"Okay, okay, I got this," Gylace finally conceded, "Where are the jewels?"

"Right here," Milan replied, pulling two bags of gems out of her shirt. Gylace watched in horror.

"What?" Milan whined, "It's convenient! Especially when the police start searching you, 'cause frankly, none really want to…"

"Just give me the bags!" Gylace growled.

Milan headed her request and tossed her the gems.

"Okay," Gylace said, "Now hide."

"Huh?"

"Just do it!"

"Okay, okay, Mrs. Serene Jedi! I'll be around the corner!"

Serenity isn't exactly easy to maintain when I'm constantly putting up with you, Gylace thought.

Milan heard her thoughts through there still-present force bond and stuck her tongue out at her. Gylace mirrored her actions.

Milan slipped around the corner just in time. Moments after, the authorities arrived.

"Sorry to disturb you, Master Jedi, but our sources have indicated sightings of a criminal present in your building. If we are correct, she came in through your window."

"Oh, goodness gracious me!" Gylace said in her most innocent voice, "I did see a lady run by! She fell onto the window sill and attempted opened the window. I managed to attack her, but she got away! Luckily, she didn't get away with these."

Gylace showed the precious jewels to the police guards. They seemed convinced until…

"Oh no you don't! Do you know how long OUCH!"

Milan's rant was cut short by Gylace's foot.

"What was that?"

"Oh that?" Gylace said in an ignorant tone, "Oh that was my roommate, um…Vivi! Say hi, Vivi!

"Hi," responded a very angry voice from behind the corner.

The police had become suspicious. "Well, perhaps we can meet this Vivi?"

"Umm…."

"No problem!" Milan exclaimed.

Gylace gasped as Milan came out from behind the corner, smiling and wearing her sunglasses. The police were just as shocked as she was.

"Vivi's your twin sister?"

"That's right," Milan replied, "You see, I don't actually train at the temple. Even though we're twins, I'm not force-sensitive in the least! However, the Jedi allowed me to pay my darling sister a brief visit."

The policemen's eyes widened. "And… the sunglasses…at night?'

"I'm blind too."

Gylace resisted the urge to face-palm.

"Um…okay. In that case, I would assume you know nothing of the criminal's appearance."

"Not a lick."

The policemen glanced at each other. "Well," one of them eventually said, "We can only thank you for retrieving the jewels for us. The Jedi have always been noble, and I can tell that you ladies are no exception. Thanks again, we can track the criminal from here and…"

"Wait a second!" another policeman exclaimed and Gylace, "Your sister's paying a brief visit, but you said she was your roommate!"

Gylace froze. Luckily, Milan was characterized by quick thinking.

"Well, I'm staying in her room, aren't I?"

The police were dumbfounded. Gylace was even more so.

"Ed, just leave them alone," the other policeman said, "She's a Jedi. And her sister is staying in the room."

Ed nodded. "I suppose. Well, thanks again for your help ladies! Have a good evening!"

The policemen turned their speeders around and began to return to the lower levels.

"May the force be with you!" Gylace yelled after them.

As soon as they were out of sight, Gylace turned around and gave Milan a fiendish glare. Milan just smiled in response: she knew her sister was secretly amused.

"What am I going to do with you?"

"How about giving me a snack and telling me just why you gave away my jewels!"

"Your Jewels?"

"Finders keepers!" Milan responded, taking the sunglasses off. Gylace was still glaring at her, but Milan misinterpreted her emotions.

"Sorry about your glasses," she apologized, "I didn't want them to realize our different eye colors. Identity maintenance, you know?"

Gylace just sighed and shook her head. As happy as she was to see her sister, this was going to be a long night.

Sorry, guys. This isn't going to be as intense as my other story, but trust me, things will still happen for the twins. Thanks for Reading!