Genderswapping – Han and Leia

"Mommy, Daddy, I wanna play pwetend!"

Three-year-old Ben toddled up to his parents, who were sitting on the living room sofa and had been watching him play with his toys on the floor. "Okay," said Han, grinning down at his son. "What kinda pretend do you wanna play?"

"Hmmm," said Ben, puffing out his cheeks as he tapped his chin as if deep in thought. "Hmmm . . . how bout . . ." Suddenly he pointed at Han. ". . . you be Mommy . . ." He pointed at Leia. ". . . an' you be Daddy?"

Leia and Han looked at each other, each trying not to snicker at the idea of pretending to be each other. "All right," said Leia, "let's do that."

"Yay!" exclaimed Ben. "Okay, you Mommy and you Daddy!"

Leia cleared her throat. "Hey, Your Worship," she said in the lowest voice possible, which sounded rather like she had a sore throat. "How's it goin' in the senate? Ya know, I gotta go fix the Falcon, but if you wanna have some fun first, I could be convinced."

Ben burst out giggling.

"Oh, HAN!" Han said in his highest possible voice, which sounded like something was crushing his toes. "You're so immature – don't you know that my work has to come first and I have to work even if it means I miss out on eating and sleeping?"

"Look, Your Worship," said Leia, pointing a finger at her husband, still talking in the "Han voice," "I don't CARE about your work! I think you should just kick back and relax even if it means you fall behind on everything! Now excuse me, I'm gonna go fix the Falcon because it's always broken no matter how much I fix it."

Ben was giggling even harder.

"Oh, you and that stupid ship!" Han shouted in the "Leia voice." "Why don't you just get a new one? You'd think I might appreciate that ship more after it saved our lives so many times, but nope, I still think it's a piece of junk!"

"How DARE you call it a piece of junk!" Leia shouted back in the "Han voice." "That ship is my everything! I love it and cuddle it and kiss it goodnight like it's my baby! In fact, I think I might be dangerously obsessed with it, but I don't care, cause it's MY BEAUTIFUL BABY, you hear?"

Han pouted, folding his arms and sticking his nose in the air. "Oh, you love that ship more than you love me, don't you?" he said in the "Leia voice." "You'd have married that ship if you could!"

"What?" Leia exclaimed in the "Han voice." "How can you say that, baby? You know you mean the galaxy to me, right?"

"Suuuuure," said Han in the "Leia voice," still pouting. "That's why you said 'I know' in the carbon freezer, right?"

Leia reached over and put her hand on Han's shoulder. "Hey hon," she said in the "Han voice," "ya know that was my own special way of sayin' I love you, right?" She wrapped her arms around him. "C'mon baby, you know that's why you love me – cause I got my own style."

Han slowly relaxed in Leia's arms. "All right," he said in the "Leia voice," "you do have your own style. You're not bad looking either."

"True," said Leia in the "Han voice," "and you're beautiful – much better-looking than the Falcon, in fact."

By now Ben was laughing so hard that hiccups were interrupting his giggles.

"So," said Han in the "Leia voice," "I think I might have time for a little kiss before going to work."

"Think you might have time for more than just a little kiss?" said Leia in the "Han voice."

"Maybe," said Han in the "Leia voice. "Let's just see."

With that, they threw their arms around each other and broke into a long, passionate kiss that ended up lasting for several seconds, until Ben poked them in the legs and jolted them out of the kiss.

"Oh," Han said in his normal voice with a sheepish grin. "Sorry buddy, guess we got a little carried away there."

"Did you wike da pwetend?" Ben asked in as sincere a voice as a three-year-old could manage.

"Yes," said Leia, leaning over and kissing her son's head. "We had a lot of fun."

"Okay," said Ben. "Now you pwetend to be me!"

Han flashed a large grin at his son. "Okay, son, but who're you gonna be?"

"I be you!" Ben exclaimed. "I be Mommy and Daddy!"

Both Han and Leia chuckled as they slid down to the floor so they could better play with their son. "All right," said Han, unable to stop grinning. "Let's play pretend, Daddy."