Truth or Dare
by Valerie Vancollie
valeriev84 at hotmail dot com
Note: 1) This fic appeared in the Star Wars fanzine I Don't Care What You Smell" in May 2006.
2) While this fic has not appeared online before, it is not a new fic, it was written 2006 and so has my writing style from back then, not now.
3) This fic will be posted in parts, one for each Rogue & Han participating in the game. Each new chapter should come out quickly (I'm aiming for 1 a day) as the fic is already finished. Just be warned, as this was written as a single fic, some of the 'chapters' will be very short!
"Why, our beloved commander of course," Wes stated. "What will it be, Luke, truth or dare?"
Luke hesitated briefly, not sure what to take. Both truth and dare had turned out to be equally bad so far. But was there anything that they could ask him to reveal if he took truth that he wouldn't want to? Rapidly searching his mind, he couldn't immediately come up with anything while he could very readily conjure up a few disturbing dares. Several of which had the words 'snow' and 'near nudity' in the same phrase.
"Truth."
"Not again," Han complained in disappointment as he reached for a second bottle of ale. He'd had big plans for the young Jedi's dare.
"Truth," Hobbie repeated thoughtfully. "What do we want to know about Luke but would never ask him otherwise?"
"I've got one," Wedge said a few silent minutes later as he leaned towards his commander and friend, seeing the others do so as well. "Have you ever been kissed by a girl, either on the lips or the cheeks. If so, who was she?"
"Yes, yes I have," Luke replied reluctantly as he felt his face flush a little, mentally kicking himself for not thinking of that. "Twice."
"Lips or cheek?" Han demanded, instantly interested.
"Cheek, both times."
"Who was she?" Hobbie asked, smiling at the discomfort Skywalker was showing. He liked his naive young commander, but it was always fun to watch people squirm during this game. So much came to light in a single game, both embarrassing and surprising information, that he always looked forward to them. "Do we know her?"
"I..." Luke began as he thought furiously. Could he get out of this? After all, he was sure the woman in question wouldn't want her name mentioned. "I can't say."
"Ah, ah, ah, tsk, tsk, tsk," Han scolded. "You promised at the start of the game that you would do whatever was required. You can't back out of your promise now."
"Thanks for the support," Luke mumbled before he took another careful sip of his drink. At least he wasn't drunk on his turn. Han, however, might very well be at the rate he was going and that would definitely make things interesting. "I know I made a promise, but..."
"Out with it!" Wes chanted and Dack quickly joined him. "Out with it! Out with it!"
"Okay, okay!" Luke said loudly, seeing the glances they were getting from the officers and techs on the other side of the cave and not wanting more people in on this. "Just don't tell anyone. It was Leia."
"The Princess?!" Wedge responded incredulously as Han choked on his ale.
"Yes," Luke confirmed as he saw the astonished looks on the faces of the others.
"When was this?" Dack inquired. "Where was this?"
"I answered the question," Luke protested. "You can't add to it."
"Ah, come on!" Wedge complained. "You can't leave us hanging like this."
"Sure I can."
"Tell us," Wes begged. "What are friends for? We'll keep it a secret."
"Yeah right, you keeping something quiet, that'll be the day!" Hobbie snorted in disbelief.
"Hey, I'm trying to get him to talk here, can't you be quiet yourself for once?" Wes replied when the others snickered.
"Knock it off guys, he won't talk. If he wants to keep the juicy details of his little relationship with Princess Organa a secret, then let him," Han interjected, knowing it would draw a response. But why did the thought hurt? Why should he care if her Royal Highness liked the kid? Just because he hadn't thought it would happen didn't mean that it couldn't. "It was probably some private and romantic thing."
"If you consider being chased by stormtroopers romantic, then sure, it was," Luke stated, knowing that he was falling right into Han's trap, but not caring as he also knew that it was better to give in and tell all than to leave the whole thing unknown. That would only start rumors and he didn't want them to get out of hand least Leia heard them.
"Stormtroopers?"
"Yes, it happened onboard the Death Star," Luke explained, startling everyone. "Just after you decided to take on a bunch of stormtroopers by yourself and Chewie wisely decided to go help you," he continued as he looked pointedly at Han. "That left Leia and myself to go another direction. We ended up in an unfinished part of the station and were stuck on a ledge behind a closed blastdoor with the stormtroopers trying desperately to open it. Once I'd gotten my grapple hook secured so that we could swing across the abyss before us to the other side, she planted a kiss on my cheek saying it was 'for luck.'"
"And the other time?" Zev inquired visibly disappointed that it wasn't something juicier.
"Just before I got into my X-wing for the Battle of Yavin," Luke smirked, their disappointment delighting him. "Same reason, though."
"You win some, you lose some," Dack stated. "Who's next?"
Well I did warn you that they'd be short. What did you think?
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