Another chapter!!! Yay! I love this story! So anyways here it is and if
you want to see the disclaimer look back to chapter one. Thanks!!!!
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Jag called Jacen and asked him to come over for a favor that he needed. Jag had no idea what Jaina liked so he decided to ask the next best thing, her twin brother. Jacen, Jag knew, would know exactly what Jaina would like. Even down to the type of flower he put on the table. Jacen went over to Jag's quarters, looked around, and shook his head.
"First of all, your clothes are lying in the living room. Girls hate that. All girls. I know this from living with Jaina and my mother for so long. I still throw my clothes all over the place, but, remember this, always clean them up before any girl comes over. Now that we have that down, we have to put a tablecloth on the table and a single pink rose in a thin glass vase in the middle of the table. After we do this, then we can get started on the food." Jacen said.
"Thanks so much for coming over here on such short notice. The dinner is at 8:00 tonight." Jag said.
"No problem, now let's get to work, we only have 3 hours. Now Jag, you clean up your clothes and I will try to scrounge up the stuff for the table. Oh, and do you have placemats?"
"Yeah, but I never use them."
"Tonight you will." Jacen told him.
Jag went over to his pile of clothes as Jacen left to get things for the table and he had a grim look on his face. He picked up a shirt with one finger, smelled it, and threw it down immediately disgusted. His task was an uninviting one but one that had to be done. Quickly he picked up the pile of clothes while trying not to gag and walked into his room and placed them in the laundry hamper (AN: Surprised he has one? Me too, but he had to put the clothes somewhere!).
Jag walked into the kitchen and pulled out drawer after drawer searching for the place mats. He finally found two beige colored placemats. Jacen returned soon after with a forest green table cloth in hand and a glass vase. In his mouth he was carrying a long stemmed pink rose. Jag almost laughed and watched with an amused smile on his face.
"Where did you get all this stuff?" Jag inquired.
"I got it from different people and places. Now, what are you making for dinner?" Jacen asked as they put the table cloth on the table.
"I was thinking nerf-steaks." Jag said as he laid out the placemats.
"Okay, that's good for a main course. Make a salad for an 'appetizer' of sorts. Then make something with chocolate, white chocolate. Jaina hates any other kind." Jacen said as he walked into the kitchen and put water in the vase. He then picked up the pink rose and stuck it in the water. He gasped as he realized something.
Jag asked, "What is it?"
"We have no candles. You don't want to eat by candlelight, but Jaina always loves when some candles are in the room. Light them right after dessert or while she is eating dessert, but first I have to get some candles for you. I know! I'll jack some from her place. I know where she keeps them. I'll be right back." Jacen said as he darted out the door.
Jag sighed and flopped down on the couch, there was a lot more to know about Jaina than he had thought. Then again, he was complicated as well. It would take Jaina over a lifetime to know who he was exactly, but Jag hoped she was willing to at least try and get to know him. Jag closed his eyes and propped his feet up on the coffee table. If he was going to wait, he was going to relax.
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In Jaina's Quarters
Jaina was rushing around her room trying to find her favorite black boots when she heard a knock on the door. She dashed to the door and opened it. Standing outside was her brother. She smiled and asked him in.
"Jace, maybe you can help me. I have lost my favorite black boots. Think you can help me find them?" She asked eagerly.
"Sure, I'll look in your kitchen and such and you look in you room and bathroom." Jacen said easily.
"Alright."
Jacen walked down her hall as she entered her room to search. He walked right to her hall closet and opened it. The candles were there, on the top shelf. He decided to get the green kiwi scented ones. He then placed the candles in the deep pockets of his flight suit (AN: He has to put them somewhere! Like Jag and his clothes, but Jacen has to hide these) and walked back down the hall. He looked under the couch for her boots and there they were, as usual. She was always shoving them under there and forgetting.
"Hey, I found em sis!" Jacen called to her.
She walked out of her bedroom and smiled, "You always know exactly where they are. Where were they this time?"
"Under the couch.again."
"Oh, well thank and why did you come over here in the first place?" Jaina asked.
"Just wanted to see you a little bit before your big D-A-T-E!" Jacen spelled out the word and laughed as she ran after him. He whooshed out the door as she was gaining on him and slammed it shut in her face. She wondered how he knew when all of the sudden:
*Jaina. I knew because of Jag. I am helping him out. Be glad and remember you owe me big time for cleaning this one up!*
*Ha Ha Jace. I'll see you later* Jaina thought to him sarcastically.
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In Jag's quarters
Jag had fallen asleep on the couch when Jacen came in and shut the door loudly. Jag jumped up and went to take the candles from Jacen and decided where to place them. Jacen watched as Jag put them over his mantle (AN: No there is no fireplace.) and smiled. His work here was almost done.
"Now we have to make the food and you have to wait for my gorgeous sister to arrive." Jacen said.
They went into the kitchen and made the food. Jacen left Jag with strict instructions that were:
Treat my sister with courtesy always.
If you hurt her, you're getting killed by me and then sent to my dad and maybe then Uncle Luke will want to hurt you too.
Jag looked at the chrono and saw that it was 8:00, Jaina would be there any minute.
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Jag called Jacen and asked him to come over for a favor that he needed. Jag had no idea what Jaina liked so he decided to ask the next best thing, her twin brother. Jacen, Jag knew, would know exactly what Jaina would like. Even down to the type of flower he put on the table. Jacen went over to Jag's quarters, looked around, and shook his head.
"First of all, your clothes are lying in the living room. Girls hate that. All girls. I know this from living with Jaina and my mother for so long. I still throw my clothes all over the place, but, remember this, always clean them up before any girl comes over. Now that we have that down, we have to put a tablecloth on the table and a single pink rose in a thin glass vase in the middle of the table. After we do this, then we can get started on the food." Jacen said.
"Thanks so much for coming over here on such short notice. The dinner is at 8:00 tonight." Jag said.
"No problem, now let's get to work, we only have 3 hours. Now Jag, you clean up your clothes and I will try to scrounge up the stuff for the table. Oh, and do you have placemats?"
"Yeah, but I never use them."
"Tonight you will." Jacen told him.
Jag went over to his pile of clothes as Jacen left to get things for the table and he had a grim look on his face. He picked up a shirt with one finger, smelled it, and threw it down immediately disgusted. His task was an uninviting one but one that had to be done. Quickly he picked up the pile of clothes while trying not to gag and walked into his room and placed them in the laundry hamper (AN: Surprised he has one? Me too, but he had to put the clothes somewhere!).
Jag walked into the kitchen and pulled out drawer after drawer searching for the place mats. He finally found two beige colored placemats. Jacen returned soon after with a forest green table cloth in hand and a glass vase. In his mouth he was carrying a long stemmed pink rose. Jag almost laughed and watched with an amused smile on his face.
"Where did you get all this stuff?" Jag inquired.
"I got it from different people and places. Now, what are you making for dinner?" Jacen asked as they put the table cloth on the table.
"I was thinking nerf-steaks." Jag said as he laid out the placemats.
"Okay, that's good for a main course. Make a salad for an 'appetizer' of sorts. Then make something with chocolate, white chocolate. Jaina hates any other kind." Jacen said as he walked into the kitchen and put water in the vase. He then picked up the pink rose and stuck it in the water. He gasped as he realized something.
Jag asked, "What is it?"
"We have no candles. You don't want to eat by candlelight, but Jaina always loves when some candles are in the room. Light them right after dessert or while she is eating dessert, but first I have to get some candles for you. I know! I'll jack some from her place. I know where she keeps them. I'll be right back." Jacen said as he darted out the door.
Jag sighed and flopped down on the couch, there was a lot more to know about Jaina than he had thought. Then again, he was complicated as well. It would take Jaina over a lifetime to know who he was exactly, but Jag hoped she was willing to at least try and get to know him. Jag closed his eyes and propped his feet up on the coffee table. If he was going to wait, he was going to relax.
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In Jaina's Quarters
Jaina was rushing around her room trying to find her favorite black boots when she heard a knock on the door. She dashed to the door and opened it. Standing outside was her brother. She smiled and asked him in.
"Jace, maybe you can help me. I have lost my favorite black boots. Think you can help me find them?" She asked eagerly.
"Sure, I'll look in your kitchen and such and you look in you room and bathroom." Jacen said easily.
"Alright."
Jacen walked down her hall as she entered her room to search. He walked right to her hall closet and opened it. The candles were there, on the top shelf. He decided to get the green kiwi scented ones. He then placed the candles in the deep pockets of his flight suit (AN: He has to put them somewhere! Like Jag and his clothes, but Jacen has to hide these) and walked back down the hall. He looked under the couch for her boots and there they were, as usual. She was always shoving them under there and forgetting.
"Hey, I found em sis!" Jacen called to her.
She walked out of her bedroom and smiled, "You always know exactly where they are. Where were they this time?"
"Under the couch.again."
"Oh, well thank and why did you come over here in the first place?" Jaina asked.
"Just wanted to see you a little bit before your big D-A-T-E!" Jacen spelled out the word and laughed as she ran after him. He whooshed out the door as she was gaining on him and slammed it shut in her face. She wondered how he knew when all of the sudden:
*Jaina. I knew because of Jag. I am helping him out. Be glad and remember you owe me big time for cleaning this one up!*
*Ha Ha Jace. I'll see you later* Jaina thought to him sarcastically.
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In Jag's quarters
Jag had fallen asleep on the couch when Jacen came in and shut the door loudly. Jag jumped up and went to take the candles from Jacen and decided where to place them. Jacen watched as Jag put them over his mantle (AN: No there is no fireplace.) and smiled. His work here was almost done.
"Now we have to make the food and you have to wait for my gorgeous sister to arrive." Jacen said.
They went into the kitchen and made the food. Jacen left Jag with strict instructions that were:
Treat my sister with courtesy always.
If you hurt her, you're getting killed by me and then sent to my dad and maybe then Uncle Luke will want to hurt you too.
Jag looked at the chrono and saw that it was 8:00, Jaina would be there any minute.