Handmaiden Diary 5--Supporting Role--Sabé's Diary

by princess-sari1

The fifth and final Diary in the series. What was Sabé really thinking while she pretended to be the Queen? If you like a solemn and serious Sabé, don't read this fic. :p

3. Entry 3

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~recorded as a holo~ (anything in <> indicates visuals)

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Hooray for Tatooine! Doo-doo doo DO doo-doo! Sorry. Flashback that time to a Second Grade concert...

Ahem. Who knows where that came from?

Let's see, what to talk about. Oh, I know! Tatooine! I can tell you about Tatooine! Tatooine is the name of the planet we are currently on. It is very...dry. Desert, sand, rocks, sand, city, sand, ship, sand. Lots and lots of sand.

If I sound neurotic, it's because I think I'm going crazy.

We landed here to effect repairs on the hyperdrive, but I am, of course, stuck hiding away as the Queen. Padmé managed to convince Master Qui-Gon to take her along as he went to the city. I am soooo jealous. I would much rather be out there than in here. Especially since I'm stuck wearing this heavy dress and sticky makeup pretty much constantly. But just in case someone needs the Queen all of a sudden, I have to be in disguise and ready. Ick.

The others–Rabé and Eirtaé–have been keeping busy around the ship. It is so not fair!!

Actually, I shouldn't be complaining. It's not like they're doing anything fun, mostly they're just polishing, cleaning, and organizing. But it's better than having to lay around, veeerrrry carefulllllly so as not to muss your gown or makeup, with nothing to do. I've played every computer game available to me on the ship's computer. I've written letters to anyone who could possibly want one from me. I've rewritten those letters. I've even tried sleeping as a form of recreation–I don't think it will ever catch on. I've gotten so desperate that I decided to try the holocording function on this nifty diary of mine. It doesn't seem to be helping though, because all I'm talking about is how bored I am.

So now I'm imagining how I'd look in restraints. Ooo–or one of those straight-jacket thingies like they use in those old holos! Heh heh... "Dr. Amidala and Miss Sabé," the newest horror holo!

Okay, now I'm starting to scare myself a little. And if anyone hears me talking to myself like this, they really will start fitting me out for restraints!

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