Disclaimer: I don't own Star Wars. I only own Arianna, Gina and Risa. I don't own the song used either.
Yay! 'Nother new chapter! Little note: I skipped forward in time by 3 years.
Chapter 6 - Night At The Bar
Anakin and Shmi were no long slaves of Gardulla's. She'd lost them in a bet to a Toydarian junk dealer named Watto. Arianna didn't like him, but he at least treated the two better than Gardulla ever did.
Anakin was now a boy of 6 and Arianna was 15. Anakin had a knack for being able to build or repair anything. It was giving him quite a reputation.
Arianna had a bit of a reputation as well at the Moonlight Bar. Gina, now 15 as well, helped her mother run the bar. They had more customers due to Arianna working there.
There were times when men would come onto Arianna and Risa had to chase them off with her blaster. She finally got tired of it and taught Arianna how to use a blaster. Learning to use a blaster was difficult for Arianna, but she eventually got the hang of it.
When she did, Risa got her one. Arianna was grateful for it. The blaster was in a holster on her thigh, hidden under her skirt. That was only when she was working though. Any other time she didn't have it with her.
Shmi didn't like the idea of her daughter wielding a weapon, but knew it was necessary to keep her safe. Anakin, on the other hand, thought it was cool. He'd watch Arianna practice whenever he could.
Arianna was proud of her ability to use a blaster. She even taught herself how to use two at a time. It made her feel safer knowing she had two blasters. Besides… if something happened to one of them, she always had a back-up. Sometimes she would even have both of them with her during her performances. She handled them with care, executing graceful but deadly shots.
Such as tonight.
Arianna looked at herself in the mirror, waiting to go on.
"Mind if I come in?"
Arianna smiled at her friend. "Come on in, Gina."
Gina smiled, shutting the door behind her. "Once again, you've attracted quite a crowd."
Arianna chuckled, smoothing out her dress. "I always do."
Arianna had on a black top that ended above her stomach and had off the shoulder sleeves that flowed to her wrists. She had a long flowing black skirt, with slits up the sides and her blasters strapped underneath. Her yellow hair was adorned with jewels and on her feet she wore flat black shoes, so as to dance easier.
"Arianna! You're on!" Risa called.
"That's my cue."
Arianna walked out of her dressing room, Gina heading back over to the counter. Arianna went up on stage, standing in front of the microphone. The music began to play.
Can anybody find me somebody to love?
Each morning I get up I die a little
Can't barely stand on my feet.
Take a look in the mirror and cry, Lord, what ya doing to me.
I've spent all my years believing in you, but I just can't get no relief.
Lord, somebody, somebody, can anybody find me, somebody to love.
Arianna sang into the mic, not yet starting her dancing. She tapped her foot along with the beat. She began her dance when she started singing the next part.
Got no feel I got no rhythm
I just keep losing my beat
I'm okay I'm alright
Ain't gonna face no defeat
I just gotta get out of this prison cell
One day I'm gonna be free
Lord somebody
Somebody
Can anybody find me somebody to love
Some of the audience started to clap along, watching Arianna execute graceful moves. Sweat glistened off her body as she danced, holding the last note.
(She works hard) Everyday
I try and I try and I try
But everybody wants to put me down
They say I'm going crazy
They say I got a lot of water in my brain
Got no common sense
I've got nobody left to believe
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah...
Arianna gracefully moved to the music, listening to her back-up singers. Her hair cascaded around her as she twirled.
(Find her somebody to love x6)
(Can anybody find me)
Arianna was now back in front of the mic. Her head was bowed, but she brought it back up. She looked out at the audience, singing her last part.
Somebody To Love
(Find me somebody to love x4)
The audience clapped and cheered as Arianna bowed. She gestured for her band and back-up singers to bow as well. They all bowed together one last time before Arianna walked off the stage, heading over to Gina.
"You were great!"
Arianna smiled. "Aren't I always?"
Gina rolled her eyes, smacking her friend on the shoulder. Arianna giggled, looking around.
"Where's your mom?"
"Gettin' some more stuff from the back room."
Arianna nodded, looking out at the people in the bar. A shadow fell over her and she looked up. A drunken man stood over her.
"Hey beautiful. Whaddya say you and I hook up?"
Arianna frowned, wrinkling her nose at the stench of alcohol on his breath. "No thanks."
She started to walk off, but he grabbed her arm.
"You listen here. No girl says no to me. Got that?"
Arianna's eyes narrowed at the man, while Gina watched on. What happened next was a blur.
Arianna kneed the man in the groin, flipping him over her shoulder. He landed on a nearby table, smashing it to bits. When the man went to get up, he found that he was staring down the barrel of two blasters.
"If I were you, I'd leave." Arianna hissed, her fingers on the triggers. The man paled, scrambling to get up. Arianna let out a warning shot and he sped out of the bar. The other occupants stared at her before slowly going back to what they were doing.
Gina sighed. "Mom's not gonna be happy about that broken table."
Arianna put her blasters in their holsters, turning to Gina. "She'll let it go when she knows what happened. Now I gotta go. It's getting late."
Arianna went to her dressing room, changing into her normal attire. It consisted of a white tunic with long flowing sleeves, a light blue ankle skirt and light brown boots.
The skirt had been part of one of her costumes, but she liked it so much that it became part of her everyday attire. She walked past the counter on her way out, taking her earnings from Gina. Arianna started the trek home, pocketing her money.
When she got to the hovel, she was tackled to the ground in a hug. Arianna smiled at Anakin.
"Good to see ya too kiddo."
Arianna pried Anakin off, dusting off her skirt. Shmi came over to her daughter.
"How was the show?"
"It was great… until some drunk came onto me."
Shmi gasped. "He didn't hurt you, did he?"
"Other way around Mom." Arianna said with a smirk. "They always run when they get a blaster in the face. Or two, to be exact."
"I hate when you use those things, but if it keeps you safe…"
Arianna hugged her mother. "I'm fine. Nothing to worry about."
Shmi returned the hug, before turning to Anakin. "It's your bedtime mister."
"Fine. But only if Arianna sings to me."
Arianna grinned, picking up Anakin. "Got yourself a deal little brother."
