"You know, I think that R2 may have been stolen." Luke stated his thoughts right as he passed the doorway, followed behind by a Sam. She lingered for a moment, taking another look at the droids she just 'met' before joining the family at the table. Has it seriously just been a day in this dreamlike state? She sighed, only half listening to Luke and his uncle argue. Things were going just as planned; R2-D2 will be starting his escape as they sat unawares, and then in the morning the real adventure begins.

Luke, on the other hand, was outraged. Not only was now he's being set back from joining the Academy for a promised season, his uncle wasn't going to let him leave for another year! Aggravated, he hopped up from the table excusing himself.

"Where are you going?"Aunt Baru asked.

"It looks like I'm going nowhere," he grumbled, storming off. "I still have to finish cleaning up those droids. Come on, Sam."

She sighed. "Luke's just not a farmer, Owen," Baru smiled. "He's got too much of his father in him."

"Yeah, that's what I'm worried about," Owen replied, shaking his head sadly. Sam shrugged, looking a little vacant as she passed a glance at the couple. This was the last time should be able to see them. Hesitating, she cleared her throat. "I wanted to let you to know that I'm grateful for what you've done for me."

Baru smiled, putting her hand over Sam's. "Of course dear. Don't think anything of it, we were happy to help." Sam felt a little shaken up. How is she going to just let them die? It was hard, the words that she wanted to say stuck in her throat and tears stung her eyes. She simply nodded dumbly and slowly got up, following after Luke.

"GREAT! " she heard him complain. "That little Droid is going to get me into lots of trouble!"

"Oh he excels at that," C3-PO groaned, or at least the Android equivalent of such an exasperated tone.

"What happened?" Sam added, attempting not to look like she had an inkling of an idea.

"That that little R2 unit just went and took off into the desert!" He groaned, flailing his arm out into the darkening sandy wilderness.

"Well shouldn't we go after him then?" She offered, giving a shrug.

"No it's too dangerous now at dark. Plus there's sand people. We'll have to go early tomorrow morning. You'll come with, right?" He stared at her with eyes full of hope, looking almost desperate for some help. "Uncle Owen would kill me if he finds out. He'll think that I couldn't handle this."

She nodded, affirming that she would indeed go along. "No problem, SkyWhiner. What are friends for?"

This gave a bit of a smile back to the lad until he made a face. "SkyWhiner? Really?"

"Yeah. With that attitude it really fits." She chuckled, ruffling his hair before going back inside. "Make sure you don't leave without me."

"Yeah yeah. Good night. I'll get you in the morning."