Disclaimer: I don't speak Scots Gaelic aside from a few words, so if my translations are wrong then blame Google Translate, not me. I also don't own any character that is not my own creation, obviously. Wish I did though. Could use the kind of money Star Wars rakes in.

Caibideil 1

"I still don't see why we couldn't have just let a probe droid do this." Ahsoka complained as she landed the Twilight on the grassy knoll.

Barriss rolled her eyes, "Is a simple, 'because the Council said so' not enough?"

"You do realize that Anakin Skywalker is my master, right?"

"I know," Barriss said with utmost sarcasm, "Believe me, even if I didn't, I could tell."

"I just think we'd be more useful at the front."

"And I look forward to the respite. Besides, this planet seems to be quite pretty from orbit."

"Yeah and here it's just fog, cold, and blech."

Barriss narrowed her eyes slightly, "It reminds me of Mirial."

"Oops," Ahsoka added sheepishly, "Sorry."

"You didn't know. But if we find any locals please refrain from insulting their planet."

Opening the door, Ahsoka shivered as she wrapped her cloak tighter around her, "Whatever, let's just find the signal and get out of here as soon as we can. It's freezing."

"It's 15o C Ahsoka, you'll be fine for a day or two." Barriss teased. Then it started to rain.

"You were saying?" Ahsoka smirked.

"Shut it." Barriss answered as she walked into the rain and fog being careful to not slip on the rocky patches. Ahsoka followed behind her, silent save for her teeth chattering. The signal was supposed to be somewhere around this area, and both girls eyed their scanners and the horizon for anything that could possibly be of Separatist manufacture.

"You know, it'll be time for you to pick your Padawan soon enough."

"Ahsoka, we're busy."

"Come on! Don't tell me you aren't thinking about it. You wouldn't shut up about it when you got knighted. Is there a youngling you've kept an eye on so far?"

"Not yet. I'll know when it's time."

"Not even the little Pantoran girl?" Ahsoka quizzed her.

"No, besides I think she's already taken," Barriss answered, resisting the urge to smile at the thought of her own "little Pantoran girl" back on Coruscant. She would never give Ahsoka the satisfaction of outright saying she'd rather be at home, but she'd give anything to be sitting in front of the holo-projector cuddling Chuchi right now instead of on some wild nerf chase in the back end of nowhere.

"Well if the tinnies wanted secret, they got it. An undiscovered planet on the other end of the known universe and so covered in mist you can't see two meters in front of you." Ahsoka complained before slipping on a wet rock and sliding down a sheer cliff.

"Ahsoka!" Barriss shouted, sliding after her.

The Togruta padawan rolled down the cliff until she came to rest at the bottom, her montrals just poking something made of cold metal. Lifting her face off the mud and dirt just as Barriss came up to her, she said, "Is that… an escape pod?"

"I… I think so." Barriss answered. If it was an escape pod it had clearly been abandoned here for years, maybe decades as it was completely overgrown with moss and algae from the river it had crashed into, while what wasn't covered seemed to have rusted over almost entirely. "It looks like it's Trandoshan in design."

Ahsoka peeked in, seeing a long dead skeleton of the reptile who crashed the pod, everything save the scraps of cloth that used to be clothing having long rotted away. Taking a look at her scanner, whatever they were looking was right here. "There's no way this is what we came all the way here for. No way."

"Scanner says that it is."

"For a decades old escape pod with some lizard's bones? This has been noting but a waste of time!"

"Ahsoka! Hush! Do you hear that?"

Listening for a moment, Ahsoka replied "An animal screaming in pain?"

"No, the music."

"You call that racket music?"

"We should at least investigate it."

"If you say so."

Climbing the cliffside on the other bank of the shallow river to follow the sound, Barriss poked her head over the cliff to see a small fluffy herbivore nibbling on the grass, bleating. Pulling herself up and offering a hand to Ahsoka, the pair turned to see reclining on a rock a young Togruta woman wearing what was quite possibly the ugliest plaid dress they had ever seen playing some form of wind instrument with a bag.

She was facing mostly away from them with her eyes only half open. She hadn't noticed them yet. Ahsoka looked at Barriss and whispered, "How did she manage to get here? This planet wasn't on any star charts until last month."

"How did the Trandoshan escape pod get here? Maybe she crashed."

"Maybe but if she crashed here then why is she wearing that Force-awful monstrosity?"

"Ahsoka!"

"What? I know you were thinking the exact same thing!"

"But I didn't say it!" Barriss chastised. As she stepped forward to introduce herself, she tripped over one of the fluffy white animals, causing them both to yelp in surprise.

The strange Togruta was up in a second with a massive axe in hand screaming "Cò th 'annad? Carson a tha thu a 'sàrachadh mo chaoraich?"

Barriss put her hands up in surrender and yelled "We mean you no harm!"

Not lowering her axe from striking position aimed straight at Barriss's face, she switched to Basic, or some rudimentary, heavily accented form of it form of it. "What are ye doin' in me highlands? And git off Angus ye doaty bampot!" Barriss quickly backed off from the animal, apparently named Angus, which trotted off a few meters bleating before nibbling on the grass again.

"We were looking for something, and we found it."" Barriss answered truthfully, "We're terribly sorry to disturb you and, erm, Angus." That was when she noticed it, looking at Ahsoka out of the corner of her eye, she saw that she noticed it as well. This barely comprehensible Togruta was completely identical to Ahsoka in every, shape, and form, only a few centimeters taller.

"What are ye gawkin at ye oaf-lookin bawbags? Ya ne'er seen a woman shepherd before?" The Ahsoka döppleganger yelled before glancing at her match. Physically taking a step back, she looks between the two of them and asks "What kind ae trick'ry is this?"

"No tricks,"Ahsoka declared, just as confused as the woman. "We're just as shocked as you are."

The Togruta in plaid eyed them for a moment and cautiously replaced her axe back on her back, "Well ye prob'bly want oot'a the rain. Me maw and da live o'er the hills. Should make it by sundown if we leave now." Taking up her windbag and crook she played to beckon the flock to follow her.

Shrugging, Barriss said, "Well, getting out of the rain is nice."

They followed the Ahsoka-looking woman to her family home where she led the sheep into a fence and a canine ran out barking to greet her. "Aodh! Ciamar a tha thu òg? Cò am balach math? Cò am balach math? Coimhead a 'chaora dhomh gu math ceart?" the canine barked in confirmation, wagging its tail, running around her a few times before running to the pen, barking away. Entering the little dirt and thatch farmhouse The Ahsoka look-a-like called out, "Mam? Càit a bheil athair? Thug mi staigh grunn aoighean airson an suipeir."

A very much not Togruta woman, quite human in fact, stood up from a brick oven, "Bidh d 'athair anns a' cheàrdaich, a 'glanadh suas." Turning around she asked, "Fuirich, càite an d 'fhuair thu aoighean?" Seeing the Jedi pair, the woman nearly dropped her bread. "Gràinne? Cò th 'annta? Carson a tha iad an seo?"

"I dunno Mam, but tey needed to get oot'a the rain. Mam, one o' em looks like me!"

"A bheil Gàidhlig aca?"

"Chan eil mi a 'smaoineachadh sin."

"Well, it's a saintly ting tae give a stranger shelter. Go wash up."

"What're we havin' Mam?"

"What I give ye!"

Washing their hands off in a tub that looked suspiciously like animal trough, the trio entered the house again just as the local Togruta's also very human father entered, still wearing his work apron but having apparently washed himself off wherever he was. He was an extremely large, muscular man with red hair, but was clearly balding, his beard having just a twinge of grey in it proving his age. "Gràinne," he said "Yer mam tells me ye brought foreigners tae supper, how'd ye find-" one look at Ahsoka stopped him mid-sentence. Stumbling over to her, he touched her face, just to make sure she was real, before looking back at his daughter. He muttered something in their language to his wife and sat at a small table that barely kept food off the floor, with his daughter following suit and sitting right next to him. The Jedi followed suit, sitting at opposite ends of the table from Gràinne and her father. The mother brought out a platter with a brown grain bread and some type of pudding while the father poured them all glasses of what looked like beer.

The three locals folded their hands as Ahsoka was about to eat, earning a quick smack on the head from Barriss, and began to say in unison, "Beannaich sinn, a Thighearna, agus na gibhtean sin, a tha sinn gu bhith a 'faighinn bho do dhuais, tro Chriosd ar Tighearna. Amen." and started moving their fingers in four different directions, then began eating.

Ahsoka began to eat the pudding, quickly discovering that it was actually a delicious meat pudding. Barriss hesitantly ate a bite seeing Ahsoka's enjoyment, and flinched as she swallowed. Taking a deep breath, she started to turn every shade of green except the one she was supposed to be and narrowly avoided vomiting immediately. She smiled politely and nodded while nudging her plate towards Ahsoka. "What is this food called?"

"Haggis!" said Gràinne, enjoying her helping. "Tank ye Mam!"

"Aye, I know it's yer favorite."

"And what is in it?"

"Sheep heart, kidneys, and liver cooked in its stomach!"

At this revelation Ahsoka stopped eating Barriss's haggis. "Well, we should probably address the obvious point of tension here," she said pushing the meat pudding back to Barriss before turning to Gràinne, "Umm, how did you get here?"

"What'd ya mean?"

"I mean, you look like… well, like me. Not your parents."

Her father interjected, "We found her as a wee lass. Two years old. Fell from heaven she did." He stopped and tried to avoid tearing up, "We had just lost all our twelve children to that damned Plague. We couldn't have more of our own. So when we found a lost changeling left tae die, we saw it as a gift from the lord Jaysus."

"We love her as she was our own flesh and blood," the mother added.

"Do you know, what she is though?" Barriss asked between nibbling the bread (which was actually quite good).

"I already said, a changeling."

"We're actually called Togruta. We're from…"Ahsoka hesitated, realizing they probably had no concept of space travel and probably thought their planet was flat, "very, very far away from here."

"Do we all look alike?" Gràinne asked, "How do we tell each ot'er apart?"

"No, no. We, we don't all look the same. Would you mind if I ran a test to see something?"

"What kind o' test?"

"A very simple and quick one." Ahsoka assured her, taking out a medical scanner, "It'll just take a quick prick."

"Aei! Ye hackit nyaff!" Gràinne exclaimed as the needle jabbed her arm, drawing blood.

Ahsoka jabbed herself with the scanner as well. It was normally used to count midichlorians but could be used to determine genetic similarities. Within a few minutes of Gràinne's nigh incomprehensible insults the little machine beeped that it had a result. They were twins.