Author's Note: Enjoy this hilarious piece of art. Jk not art art. Just enjoy! (Again sorry for the unconventional screenplay writing.)
Keep in mind Dillon is cousins with Princess Aleea.
And refresher is bathroom in Star Wars.
Also, as ranking officers in their royal army, the reason Dillon gets so mad is because what's assumed is highly inappropriate (she's the princess), and because Dillon is the overprotective cousin.
INT. ALDERAAN PALACE - PRINCESS'S BEDROOM - NIGHT
Aleea wears a large dress, an exotic hair updo, and lots of makeup (picture something Padme would wear). She has just returned from a late-night party, her energy is drained, and she has had a bit too much to drink. She's exhausted.
Cayson escorts Aleea from the party to her room. He opens the door for her and they both walk in.
Aleea heads straight for her bed and climbs on top, eyes closing from weariness. She collapses head first into the made bed.
Cayson walks over to Aleea's bed, wraps his arms around Aleea's waist and drags her off the bed.
CAYSON
(struggling)
Stand up.
Cayson looks down at her, trying to hold her upright so she doesn't fall back in bed.
Aleea, now standing, struggles to escape his grasp, but can't. She's hopelessly tired and buzzed.
CAYSON
Oh no you don't. Aleea, you can't go to bed dressed in that.
ALEEA
(grumbles)
No.
CAYSON
If you at least wash off all that makeup, I'll help you take down your hair.
Aleea mumbles in agreement, eyes half closed, and stumbles to the refresher, with Cayson following her.
As she sleepily washes off the makeup, Cayson starts to pick out the bobby-pins from her hair. When she finishes washing her face, her hair is not nearly close to being done, so she goes over to sit at the foot of her bed. Cayson sits next to her, and Aleea turns her back to him so he can finish helping her with her hair.
Aleea, exhausted, starts to drift off, her head nodding forward. Cayson puts one hand against her face to steady her. She drifts off while leaning against his hand.
When Cayson finishes taking down her hair, he lays the sleeping Aleea down at the foot of the bed, stands up, gently picks her up and places her on her pillow. He pulls the covers up around her and sits beside her on the bed, Aleea still completely passed out.
With one hand Cayson softly strokes Aleea's hair. He folds his other hand inside Aleea's hand and sits there, staring at her peaceful form lying in the bed.
Cayson, completely distracted by the cuteness of this moment, leans down and kisses Aleea on the forehead.
When Cayson pulls away, Aleea's eyes flutter open. Aleea, being slightly confused because of the one too many drinks, looks at him in confusion.
ALEEA
What are you doing here? I was asleep.
CAYSON
You only fell asleep a few minutes ago. I finished taking down your hair for you. You're welcome.
ALEEA
What? How come I don't remember any of that?
CAYSON
Aleea, I think you've had too much to drink. Go to bed.
ALEEA
I was in bed. Why are you in my bed?
Cayson gives her a confused look, thinking to himself "I'm not IN your bed". He looks down at himself to make sure he's still sitting at the side of her bed. When he's satisfied that he's done nothing wrong, he looks at Aleea again.
CAYSON
I'm not 'in bed' with you. You're clearly dazed.
ALEEA
No, I'm not. I'm sure I would know.
Cayson laughs to himself, only a smug look appearing on his face.
CAYSON
Aleea, just go to bed. I'm leaving now.
Cayson stands up from the bed. Aleea sits up and looks at him with big, pleading, mischievous eyes.
ALEEA
Why leave now? I'm awake.
(temptingly)
You can stay.
CAYSON
I'm leaving.
ALEEA
No, Cayson, stay.
Cayson reaches the door, puts his hand on the door handle, and turns around.
CAYSON
Aleea, you're not yourself. Go to bed.
Aleea gives him a pouty look and falls back onto her bed, whining about him leaving.
Cayson tries to shove down a smile, shakes his head slightly to keep himself from laughing, and opens the door.
CAYSON
Goodnight Aleea.
Cayson glances back to Aleea and sees she's already fast asleep on her bed.
He smiles to himself and shuts the door.
INT. ALDERAAN PALACE - HALLWAY - CONTINUOUS
A voice from behind him calls out in panic.
VOICE
What are you doing in her room?
Cayson turns around, his face frozen in shock.
Cayson sees Dillon standing in the hall, on patrol duty for this wing of the castle.
Cayson, still frozen after being caught leaving the princess's bedroom after midnight, opens his mouth in protest, but nothing comes out.
Dillon angrily storms up to Cayson, fists clenched and hanging by his sides.
DILLON
What were you doing in there!? It's past midnight!
Cayson manages to speak, but his throat is all dried up.
CAYSON
I... I...
(panicky)
It's not what it looks like!
Dillon rolls his eyes in disbelief.
DILLON
Oh yeah. Uh-uh! 'It's not what it looks like'. Oh please.
Dillon pushes Cayson aside and knocks on Aleea's door.
DILLON
If you won't talk, she will.
Cayson waits, his eyes still wide and his body stiff as a board.
Aleea groggily opens the door, exhausted, stoned, and in need of sleep.
Dillon stares at her, his mouth agape.
ALEEA
What now?
DILLON
What happened to you?
ALEEA
(sleepily)
Hm?
DILLON
I mean... ugh never mind about that. Why was Cayson just leaving your bedroom? It's past midnight.
Aleea gives him a confused look, her voice indicating she's been drinking.
ALEEA
What?
(suddenly remembering, says smugly)
Oh. Cayson walked me back from the party and I fell asleep for a bit. I woke up later and he was next to me on my bed, kissing me and touching my hair.
(noticing Cayson)
Were you making out with me while I was asleep?
Cayson's eyes widen larger than Alderaan's moons. He stares at Aleea in befuddlement.
Dillon distorts his face in utter shock, repulsion, and anger. His head quickly snaps towards Cayson's, and he roars.
DILLON
WHAT!?
Cayson, his eyes still wide, gulps and turns to face Dillon.
CAYSON
That's not true! That is NOT what happened.
DILLON
You were IN BED with her?! Doing force-knows-what while she was sleeping!?
CAYSON
I WAS NOT!
DILLON
Aleea just said so!
Aleea glances back and forth between the two speaking, still dazed. Sick of their arguing, she rolls her eyes and closes the door so she can go back to sleep, leaving the two boys to argue in the hall.
Cayson frowns at Dillon for not giving him time to explain himself.
CAYSON
I escorted Aleea back to her room, just as the queen insisted. When we got to the room, Aleea almost fell asleep in her exotics so I told her that if she washed her face, I would help her take out her hair. Aleea fell asleep while I was taking down her hair, so I let her sleep and put her in her bed. I was just watching her sleep for a few minutes, trust me I'm not trying to be creepy. She looked really cute while asleep so I kissed her on the forehead and she woke up, confused as to how she got under the covers and why my hand was in her hair and why I was kissing her. Trust me, I didn't do anything wrong.
All Dillon can do is stare.
CAYSON
(says seriously)
I would never sleep with Aleea.
(mutters)
Let alone leave just after midnight.
Dillon hears his mutter and jabs Cayson in the guts. Cayson yelps and hunches over in pain.
Dillon shakes his head and walks away.
Cayson, still hunched over in pain, watches Dillon walk away.