Hello one and all!

Pitdroid: Option 2, eh? We'll see...

muffinnatalie: Thank you!! But I would rather marry Han than Janson...

ninjamonkey: Crazy people are often loveable!

Kazzy: Thank you! You give such long reviews! I really look forward to reading them!

Vorquellyn: Thank you!

Barefoot Contessa: Thank you!

Pokey1984: A bit short? Hers's a longer one for you! Thanks for the review.

Sithspawn-13: Thank you for pointing out the spelling mistake. It's not annoying, it's helpful.

: Thank you!

Hello again: He's in even more trouble now!!

Ann: Thank you! And I hope it will go across all three movies.

Lioma-Formerly Darth Flirt: 2 to 4 weeks, huh? Well...

Off we go..


Message sent at 0600 hours, Day 5, Month 5, Year 3042

ATTENTION REBELS:

There is a small beach just south of our current base location that has the potential to be a perfect landing site for our ships. However, we need it cleared before we can begin to build. All who wish to be part of a special cleaning crew may sign up on the sheet outside supply.

The High Council


Clean-up Sign-up Sheet

1. Darth Vader

2. Palpatine

3. Darth Palpy


Message sent at 0600 hours, Day 6, Month 5, Year 3042

ATTENTION REBELS:

The lack of the response to the cleaning sign up sheet is disgraceful. We cannot defeat the Empire if we qualm at the simple task of picking wood up off a beach. The clean-up date is officially set for Day 8, Month 5. For those of you who cannot count or clean, that gives you beings two days to sign up. If there are no signatures on it by that time, we will be forced to start picking people.

The High Council
Message sent at 0741 hours, Day 6, Month 5, Year 3042

ATTENTION, ATTENTION, ATTENTION,

Wes Janson is speaking.

For all those who are interested, there is to be a beach party on Day 8. There will be music, dancing, and girls in bikinis. What more can you ask?

Your ticket in is your signature on the cleanup crew. Don't worry though; the beach will be cleaned long before the first partygoers arrive. So come one, come all, and remember, keep this secret from the bigs.

Janson, Wes Janson


Message sent at 1004 hours, Day 6, Month 5, Year 3042

Mon Mothma,

Congratulations on such an inspiring message. You certainly guilted our soldiers into responding. I have never seen so many people sign up.

J. Dodonna


Message sent at 0902 hours, Day 7, Month 5, Year 3042

Hey Leia, are you gonna go to the party tomorrow?
-Solo
Message sent at 0904 hours, Day 7, Month 5, Year 3042

Han, feel lucky I didn't report it.

Leia


Message sent at 0907 hours, Day 7, Month 5, Year 3042

Aw, come on, Your Worship. Luke's gonna be there. It'll be fun.

-Solo
Message sent at 0909 hours, Day 7, Month 5, Year 3042

Han, what'll be fun is my fist connecting with your jaw if you keep this up.

Leia
Message sent at 0910 hours, Day 7, Month 5, Year 3042

Please!
-Solo
Message sent at 0911 hours, Day 7, Month 5, Year 3042

If only to shut you up...

Leia
Message sent at 0913 hours, Day 7, Month 5, Year 3042

See ya there, Sweetheart.

-Solo
Watch Log

2021 hours, Day 8, Month 5, Year 3042

It is strangely quiet around the corridors tonight.


Journal of Princess Leia Organa

9th Day, 5th Month, 3042nd Year

Perhaps illegal parties have their uses. However, having the entire base hung over this morning, myself included, is certainly not one of them.

Still, it was fun. Just like Han said.

He and Luke met up with me outside my quarters and we walked to the beach together. When we got there the party was already in full swing; people were dancing everywhere and there were even a few swimming. Somehow, Wes had gotten a whole bar out there on the sand. Complete with stools!

Han suggested we head over that way, but when I looked back at Luke he was staring openmouthed at the lake.

"I've never seen so much in one place. Where did it come from?"

We had forgotten that the moisture farmer from Tatoonie had never seen so much moisture. Han told him jokingly that he could swim in it, and Luke promptly ran into the water. Han and I exchanged a mock-exasperated look. Then he pulled me down to the sand to sit with our feet in the water and watch Luke's attempts at swimming. It felt nice sitting there with Han. Comfortable. It almost seemed as if we were two parents watching our over- exuberant child play.

"Come on guys! Come in!"

I will forever blame Luke for putting that idea in Han's head.

I will forever blame Han for what he did.

Before I could so much as squawk, Han had dumped me into the water, clothes and all. Then he jumped in after me. I was initially pretty miffed, but it's fairly hard to stay angry with Han Solo carrying you around in the water. They passed me around; I went from Han to Luke to Wes to Wedge, both who joined us in the water. I felt like everyone's favorite toy. Somehow, I always ended up in Han's arms. It was almost like the rest of the men were giving me up to him, like they knew something that we didn't. It was strange. However, I must admit I preferred that. I preferred Han. He was the most gentle with me.

After the swim we moved on to the bar, and the rest of the evening is an alcohol-induced blur. Though, I do remember dancing with Han. Dancing on the beach's edge. Half in, half out of the water.


Falcon Ship Log

Day 9, Month 5, Year 3042

Waking up with a splitting headache and remembering nothing is a bad experience. Waking up with a splitting headache and remembering a wet Leia with her clothes plastered to her body is a good experience. A very good experience indeed.

The party was great. I gotta remember to congratulate Wes.

I really can't believe I convinced Leia to come. Sith, that women is determined to have as little fun as possible. But it was worth it. Boy was it ever!

I actually got to carry her around in the water, hold her close while she shouted things at Wes for dunking her, see her smile and put her arms around my neck. For support only, of course.

Then later, when we were both more than a little drunk, she let me dance with her and breathe in the scent of her hair.

Damn it all to hell; I am in it deep. This women is way outta my league. Back off buddy! I have to do something about this.


Message sent at 0957 hours, Day 9, Month 5, Year 3042

Results for the betting:

THEY WILL KILL EACHOTHER WITHIN A WEEK: 1 bet

BETWEEN THE SHEETS WITHIN A WEEK: 24 bets

THEY WILL KILL EACHOTHER IN A DAY: 0 bets

BETWEEN THE SHEETS IN A DAY: 52 bets

Hmmm... I wonder if Han knows he'll be bedding a princess...

Wes Janson

Message sent at 1143 hours, Day 10, Month 5, Year 3042

Hey Wes, can you change my bet to the third option?

Luke


Message sent at 1145 hours, Day 10, Month 5, Year 3042

Whatever for?

Wes


Message sent at 1146 hours, Day 10, Month 5, Year 3042

Come on Wes. Surely you can hear the shouting.

Luke


Journal of Princess Leia Organa

10th Day, 5th Month, 3042nd Year

I hate him. And I hate flour!

My clothes are absolutely ruined!


Falcon Ship Log

Day 10, Month 5, Year 3042

I'm bantha-brained!

That's what Leia called me today; bantha brained. I guess this is what refusing to swear does to a person; you're forced to come up with new insults so you make up some of your own.

I think that Leia covered in flour shouting custom-made insults at me is the sexiest thing I have ever seen.

You've got to have some imagination to come up with names like that. I told her that she could patent some of them and make a fortune. At which point she threw some of the batter at me. After I had gotten out of the direct line of fire, I asked her why she had done that. She told me it was retaliation.

It's not as if I meant to pour flour over her. Her fault she got in the way.

She had come over earlier today, for no reason at all. I was making Correlian Tques, so she sat on the counter to watch.

I guess I wasn't paying attention.

I guess I got distracted, looking at her.

Sith, whatever it was, I got flour on her. Just a harmless bit of flour!

Then she threw some of the batter. After that, all hell broke loose. So now I'm sitting here writing this, covered in flour and batter and, I think, some salt. Now where did that come from?

Leia left a while ago, looking like the abominable snow creature. Except shorter. She was smiling as she left.

In all the time I've known her I've never seen her smile as much as she did today.