Second chap! You guys actually wanted more, so here it is!!! Thanks for all the interesting suggestions for Jar Jar. Some of you people, who told us who Batu Rem was, forgot to say what they thought of the story! Don't do that to us, we need reviews!

Disclaimer: Our combined Jedi powers are still not enough to take over the company…

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Jolee hated running.

So did the various forms of wildlife that also found themselves running for their lives on what would otherwise have been a lovely morning. Unfortunately for both parties, (because Jolee's whole life is a party, which cancels out the fact that he's only one person) the Trade Federation didn't care. So they ran as Federation ships bore down on the poor still-fleeing victims.

As Jolee's feet concentrated on getting as far away from the ships as possible, his mind took in his surroundings. In the distance ahead of him, there appeared to be a confused Rodian brandishing a stick at the other life forms around it. Jolee's feet kept bringing him closer to the Rodian but he seemed oblivious.

"Move!" Jolee barked, he could feel the ship gaining on him. The Rodian just stared at him. The Jedi master rolled his eyes and leaped at the creature, pushing them both into the mud as the ship cruised over them.

Jolee raised himself out of the mud, cursing the stupid creature that had almost gotten them crushed.

The Rodian, on the other hand, was already on his feet, whipping from side to side and brandishing his now broken stick like a rifle.

"That fun! Boom! Splat!" it chattered excitedly.

"Yeah, loads of fun," Jolee grimaced, walking away from the Rodian…who of course, started to follow him. Jolee knew he was starting to develop a tick in his brain.

"My name Twitch! I your humble bodyguard! Protect you from baddies I will! Boom!" he swung the stick wildly, as if that showed off his "expert" fighting skills.

Jolee sighed, "I think I can take care of myself, thanks," he tried once again to get Twitch off his tail but the Rodian persisted.

"But there's many baddies around!" Twitch made a sound like a laser just as a real one sounded in the distance and Bastila came running out of the swamp with STAPs chasing her.

Jolee rolled his eyes yet again and pulled out his saber to go help his Padawan.

"I can't leave you alone for five minutes can I?" he yelled to her and Bastila glared.

"I would be happy to take care of them, but the water fried my lightsaber. So could you just help me out here for once?"

Jolee smiled mentally, sometimes he actually liked his Padawan. The STAPs fired and Jolee easily deflected the bolts back at the droids and they in turn blew up.

The Jedi Master took the fried saber from Bastila and scowled, "Remember to turn off the power next time." Bastila nodded bashfully.

"It'll be easy to fix, once we get outta this place…"

Bastila nodded and looked past her Master, finally noticing the Rodian.

"Who's this?"

"A local," Jolee said, still inspecting the lightsaber as he began walking.

"I'm Twitch! You save me again! My hero! Zap zap! Kaboom!" Bastila's eyes narrowed in annoyance and she had only known the creature for barely a minute.

"So, we're going to have to find a way to Theed without being noticed by these Federation ships?" Bastila asked Jolee, deciding to completely ignore the new arrival.

"No, we want to be discovered and captured by those cretins. Of course! What did you think?" Jolee rolled his eyes, "Do you have any ideas for getting past them? Because other than a huge impenetrable cloaking device which we don't have, I'm out."

Bastila eyed the Rodian in a way that wasn't very nice.

"Well, if we weren't Jedi, and didn't believe it was wrong to sacrifice innocents, I would suggest sending him in to draw their fire. But as it is… No. I don't have any ideas either."

"I can help! Twitch help good! Yeah!" the Rodian chattered and Bastila looked ready to hit him but Jolee stopped his Padawan from inflicting pain on the strange yet maybe helpful creature.

"How can you help?" Jolee raised an eyebrow.

"We can go to Twira Oryo! My home! It's safe!" Twitch said proudly.

"Your home? And where is that?" Bastila asked, curious despite herself.

"It's hidden! An underground cave city!"

"Hidden is a good thing. Can you take us there?" Jolee asked the Rodian and Twitch seemed to consider this although he wasn't very good at it.

"Um…yes? Didn't Twitch just say that?"

Bastila shook her head and Jolee gave a small chuckle, maybe this creature wasn't as stupid as he seemed.

"Alright, take us to Twira Oryo then before more ships show up." Twitch instantly stiffened at the thought of more ships and then his tube-like mouth gave a smile and he started walking off, making ship and laser noises…maybe that smart comment wasn't quite on the mark.

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"But Uncle Owen! I wanted to go to Toshi station to pick up some power converters!" –Luke, A New Hope

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Finally, after what seemed like hours of hacking through the forest, Twitch led the two Jedi to a mossy opening in a rock face.

"See? See? Pretty Twira Oryo!" Twitch declared proudly, pointing into the dingy cave.

"Yeah, sure it's beautiful. Let's get moving!" Jolee barked and pulled a twig out of his ear, pushing past the Rodian into the cavern.

Bastila ignited her lightsaber for the meager amount of light it gave off, and narrowly avoided impaling herself on the second blade, quickly following her master before he noticed.

Instantly, Rodians surrounded the Jedi with shock-spears.

"What you doing in our city?" the one at the front asked.

"It's okay brothers!" Twitch entered the cave, swinging his arms.

The group of Rodians surrounding the Jedi seemed to grow pale at the sight of Twitch reentering their city.

"Why did you bring these outsiders here Twitch?" the leader asked nervously, afraid of what Twitch might destroy this time.

"They need to get to Theed and avoid the baddies out there! Boom!" Twitch jabbered excitedly.

The leader turned to Jolee, hiding his mouth behind his hand, whispering urgently almost pleadingly to the Jedi Master, "If we give you safe passage out of here, please promise to take Twitch with you!"

Bastila, however, overheard, and looked like she would rather go without "safe passage" than spend another five minutes in the company of the Rodian.

"Master-" Bastila started but Jolee cut her off.

"If you want to fight droids on the surface and force your way into Theed, be my guest but Twitch and I will be taking whatever path these fine soldiers give us," Jolee said, smiling happily at his Padawan.

Bastila bristled at the way he was already saying "Twitch and I" after knowing the crazed alien for only a few hours. After all—and she couldn't believe she was thinking this—she was his Padawan.

"Fine, Twitch may accompany us," she sighed in defeat and seemed to shudder as she let the name of the Rodian pass her lips.

The Rodian soldiers let down their spears as looks of concealed joy spread across their faces.

"This way to the tunnel to the capital," the leader said waving his arm for the Jedi to follow him.

Jolee smiled at Bastila, "See? No confrontation and all it took was a few more hours in Twitch's company. Maybe we can leave him once we get to Theed…"


Bastila put her face in her hand as she leaned against the wall of the Queen's transport that was currently en route to Coruscant. Twitch was still with them even after meeting Queen Talia, heading to her personal ship and fighting their way through the Federation blockade.

Twitch was actually sitting right next to her, jabbering away about the many delectable ways he liked to eat all varieties of slugs. Every so often, the Jedi banged her head against the wall, trying to kill the brain cells that made her ears function.

She wished she could be with her Master instead of babysitting this insufferable annoyance but Jolee was filling in Queen Talia on all he had found out about the Federation's plans for Naboo…

"Our ship never would have made it through the blockade if it wasn't for this utility droid," one of the Queen's pilots said pointing to the little droid next to him.

"What is its number?" Talia asked interestedly.

The pilot reached forward to clean some grime off the droid's hull, "T3-M4, your Majesty."

"Thank you Carth, I want this droid cleaned. He deserves our gratitude."

Carth nodded and walked out with the droid rolling behind him, beeping happily.

"That boy seems too young to be a pilot," Jolee commented in surprise, Carth couldn't be more than 16 and he was already like the Queen's right-hand man (in pilot terms at least.)

"Carth was at the top of his class at the academy and has proved himself loyal time and time again," Talia said, proud of her young protégé.

Jolee nodded and was about to say something when the lead pilot cleared his throat.

"Excuse me, your Majesty, we've just finished with our scan of the ship and our hyper drive is damaged. We cannot make it to Coruscant without getting it repaired," Trask said nervously.

"Well, are there any nearby systems where we can land and get repairs?" Talia inquired.

"The nearest planet is Tatooine, a desert planet, with few large cities, the largest being Anchorhead," Trask replied, checking his data.

"Sounds perfect," Jolee said. "The Federation will never think to look for the Queen there."

"Alright, then we set course for Tatooine and Anchorhead," the Queen nodded her permission and the pilots set to work.

Jolee bowed, "I must go inform my Padawan of our plans," he said and walked out to find his distraught apprentice.

Meanwhile, on the Federation ship-

"We control almost all the cities in the northern part of the planet," Davik said to the hologram of Darth Traya.

"And has Queen Talia signed the treaty?" the Sith lord asked with a razor-sharp edge to her voice that demanded respect.

"She has disappeared my Lady," Davik said, shutting his eyes as if that would help save his life from the dark lord's wrath. "One republic cruiser got away."

"Kang, you must find her. I want that treaty signed," Traya said forcefully yet calmly.

"My Lady, it's impossible to locate her ship, it's out of our range," Tobin piped up unhelpfully.

"…Not for a Sith…" Traya gave a small smile as a cloaked figure appeared behind her. "Kang, this is my apprentice, Darth Juhani, she will find your lost ship."

"Yes, my Lady," Davik said as the hologram faded before he began to glare a hole in the table he sat at. "This is getting out of hand! Now there are two of them!"

"I wonder what will happen when the Jedi become aware of them also," Tobin muttered.


"Ooo! It is very bright! Burn burn!" Twitch yelped as sunlight hit his eyes when he stepped off the ship with T3.

"Yes, it's called the sun," Jolee said irritably, coming down the loading ramp in farmer's garb. "I hate these clothes!" he cursed to himself as Bastila came down behind him.

"So I am staying behind?" Bastila asked trying to hide her disappointment that she was stuck on the ship but also happy that Twitch would be annoying her Master instead of her.

"Yes, and do not let them make any transmissions, we need to keep hidden," Jolee told his apprentice.

"Good luck Master," Bastila said and Jolee could've sworn he saw a smile on her face but it was gone when he took a closer look.

Jolee shook his head and urged the Rodian and droid to follow him to the distant Anchorhead.

"Wait!" Trask called after the Jedi Master and the "old man" turned warily, instantly noticing the young pilot named Carth following the captain.

"The Queen wants you to take along Onasi, she's curious about the planet."

"Alright, but no more orders from her Highness today, this spaceport will not be as easy as it seems," Jolee said and gave Carth a thoughtful look. He looked much younger in his peasant clothes.

Trask nodded, wishing them luck and headed back to the ship. Carth looked up at Jolee with a slight blush.

"I hope I won't be a burden," the boy muttered.

"No, a farmer coming to a port with a kid will give us more cover," Jolee said and continued on to Anchorhead. Carth tried not to look insulted at being called a kid and followed the Jedi through the glaring sunlight.

"Ooo! Look at all a this stuff!" Twitch cooed over broken parts of the many dealers that now surrounded the stranded travelers.

"Just don't break anything!" Jolee hissed at the Rodian as he tried to find a shop that would have what they need.

"How about that one over there?" Carth called, pointing to one of the smaller ones. It looked cleaner than most.

"Sure, why not," Jolee said, and the group picked their way across the street.

The group was instantly met with a scowling face that brightened when it realized they were potential customers.

The woman wiped her smudged face on a cloth, revealing a band of purple diamond tattoos on her forehead, "Hello, I'm Jana Lorso, how may I help you?"

"We need parts for a Nubian," Jolee said, holding up a hologram of the ship.

"Ah yes, I have those type of parts, what do you need?"

"My droid has the list of parts," Jolee said offhandedly.

Jana nodded, "Excuse me," the woman walked to the back of the shop and peered outside, "Girl, I need you to watch the shop while I go out back with some customers."

"Alright, I'm coming! I was just cleaning the droids like you asked me to!" a dirt-covered girl stumbled into the shop, her dark hair tossed in a short messy ponytail.

Jana turned back to Jolee, "If you would follow me out back," she walked away and Jolee and T3 followed.

Carth looked around the shop and eyed Twitch warily as the Rodian poked around at different objects. He shuddered as a pile of neatly stacked parts went crashing to the ground when Twitch "accidentally" touched them.

"You're a jumpy guy aren't you?" the girl said from where she sat on the counter, watching the cute pilot with interest.

"Excuse me?" Carth looked at her, eyebrows raised.

"You haven't stopped moving since you got in here," the girl smiled, eyeing his fingers that were moving at his side as he stood awkwardly in the middle of the small shop.

"You're pretty observant," Carth said, returning the smile, the girl's being somehow infectious. "But it's just that I've never been here before and it's all so new."

The girl gave Carth a weird look, "I've been on Tatooine since I was three when me and my mom got sold to Zax the Hutt, but he lost us to Jana betting on the swoop races. I think Zax was a better master, even with the smell. At least he wasn't as creepy as Jana is."

Carth turned to look at the girl fully, with wide eyes, "Y-you're a slave?" he asked incredulously.

"No, I'm a human just like you, you nerf-herder!" the girl glared with a slight grin, "And you can call me Revan!"

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Ta-da! There's the end of our wondrous second chapter! I hope it was worth the long wait. Just consider yourselves lucky you didn't have it as bad as Bastila on that ship…

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