DISLAIMER: I own nothing! Well Aisling is me, so she's mine and Beth is Jacintha, so she's hers. But beyond that, I own nothing!! You sue and your life will be more miserable than you can possibly imagine.

AUTHOR: Well if you haven't spotted it by now you're no use to anyone are you?

I'm gonna have to check if someones pulling the piss, sending me reviews that belong to someone else. But that means that I'll get less reviews. Hhmmm! *thinks deeply about what to do* Well its done now isn't it?! No point in messing it up now is there?!

In this one, shopping sprees feature, a slip is made and a night out is anticipated. Hows that for a spoiler? Speaking of spoilers I SAW EPISODE TWO!!!!!!!!!

IT ROCKS!!!!!!!! But seeing as there are those who have yet to view Attack of the Clones, I will attempt to steer clear of spoilers of the film. *sulk* But I don't have to like it!

There is a lot, a lot! Of dedications here so if you not interested, just scroll down. All of you who reviewed the last one had better read them dammit!

Jacintha: One dedication per! Omigod, where do I start! Okay *rolls up sleeves* right! The reason why I didn't put in anything about George having gorgeous eyes or whatever is because I wrote that literally FIVE MINUTES before I uploaded the chapter cos YOU couldn't write the rant! And what was the other reason? Oh yeah I am NOT, repeat NOT obsessed with George or Fred or Ron unlike SOME people I know! I am not a major Harry Potter fan! I'm sorry! I did the best I could! Yeah Weaver rocks! Weaver, you rock! And no wonder I never have any damn money if you keep telling people how to get it off me! (Jacintha that is, not Weaver) *evil smirk* How much money do you owe me again? Hmm? If people want to say who they prefer, Beth or Aisling, (and keep in mind that it ME who's writing this story!) they can! And Snapes hair? What's with Snapes hair? Oh, Snapes HEIR! *wicked grin* Why didn't you say so? Omigod, I cant believe I forgot about the other ones! *rubs hands together* HEHEHEHEH!! A plot bunny has arrived! Yay Im done.

Sage of Dreams (that's all your getting!): No, you're not annoying me yet, I got over thirty cousins on my mothers side and I've babysat every one of them. You'll have to try a lot harder than that to annoy me! AND YOU CANT HAVE HM BACK!!! ITS TOO LATE!! HES ALL MINE!!!! ER, AISLINGS!!!!!!

Dragonlet: Okay, well! Beth made a comment about lizards being big. Xizor is a lizard, a highly evolved lizard, but a lizard nonetheless. But the two together, add Aislings mind and all the sexual innuendo that goes with it and TA-DA! No? Okay, Aisling took it as Xizor being "that big." No? Does the word "genitalia" mean anything to you? Got it yet? *gives up* Shes talking about his height and they were high!

Jaina Skywalker: Thank you! And I can but try!

Jake the Steak: Woopedoooo! Thank you! And er, yeah as soon as I run out of humour!

Dark Side Luke: hey your right, who the hells cares what the, thingy, is called! So form now on, its now name is, THINGY! Cheers man!

Psycho Sith: Well finally! There was no pointing hanging on to the damn thing if you kept loosing it! So now you can adjust to really being without an ass.

Weaver: WOHOO YOU ROCK!! Ah, well d'you know what? You may know how to say, spell and type confuzzled, but until you are truly confuzzled, you can never grasp its true meaning. Which shall be revealed to you when you are, thoroughly confuzzled! *raises eyebrow* Why would I do that? I mean you only review every chapter, give loads of praise and generally act just like a proper loony should, um where was I going with this? *pause* Of course I will! Would parody LotR, but unfortunately don't know that much about it. Im getting the money up to buy the set *glowers at Jacintha* and I may be able to afford it this century if people don't keep telling other people how to take it all off me! To you're conFUSED questions, no its not the Executor or the Chimaera. The Chimaera is Grand Admiral Thrawns *sigh* Thrawn *sound of someone coming back to earth with a bang* and, (thanks again goes to Jaina Skywalker) Vader doesn't get the Executer until Luke and Leia and han and Chewie and them are on Hoth. K? I know! I saw AotC last night! Still in a daze! When he goes all pissy and chops up all the guys cos they, *looks up to see every reader who hasne seen the film yet levelling a weapon at her head* Er, yeah it rocked! And Yoda! *ducks* Alright! Ill shut up about it! *fume* BTW "over here" is Ireland, no deal please. And in all the Sith hells does "glomp" mean? WOHOO I'm done here too!

Biblehermione: maybe later, but mesa got ideas for the crew!

Phoenix Wing Star: I'm so glad you like! First time someones given me strawberries and chocolate, internet or "real" life. Nuf said.

Celestia Vitaria: Yeah, one of my better ones! *snigger* I hope you do have it updated, cos if I go check after this and its STILL not updated. Well *smirk* you wont be having much fun, but I will!

Yeah dedications finished! Now, on with the fic! To all of you not fallen asleep on you keyboards that is!

Do enjoy, then tell me!

'Hey baby, hey baby, hey!' echoed around the corridor as the pair made their way to the Grand Corridor and the way out of the Palace. Two stormtroopers trailed behind them, each cursing their own rotten luck.

'Why are there trees in front of us?' Beth asked, turning a corner and walking out in the Grand Corridor. 'I could have sworn I was in a building a moment ago.'

'Yes Beth,' Aisling replied. 'But this is Coruscant, remember? Nothing but buildings? The trees have to go somewhere. These are ch'hala trees. Here, check this out.' She went to the nearest tree and traced a line on the trunk, knowing full well that the microphone inside the trunk was recording everything. Where her finger touched, the bark of the tree flushed a vivid purple, which spread and flared before dissipating and fading back to the normal colour of the bark. 'Isn't that just deadly?'

'Very nice,' Beth yawned. 'Come on, I got money burning a hole in my pocket. I wanna go shopping!' Aisling chuckled and let her friend drag her along.

'I wonder why we got the money,' she mused, when going out the huge double doors.

'I guess all that whingeing finally got to him I guess, or at least to the guys listening at least,' Beth replied, then stopped dead, gaping. The plaza that they had walked out on was dozens and dozens of stories up in the air, but it wasn't the height that shocked her. It was all the ships and speeders and things that were crisscrossing the skies on forty different levels, and some, Aisling noted, that weaved around the others with reckless and foolhardy abandon. 'Woah,' Beth gasped. Aisling, who had seen the sight many a time on the TV and cinema screen, grinned at her.

'Well at least now we know that we're definitely bugged,' she said, completing the thought. After Vader left, the girls had set up a campaign of complaints, whines and wails, all of which centred around the fact that they had no money and only one set of clothes, bar the dresses. After some three hours, an officer had arrived at their door with a pouch full of credits, which added up to a considerable amount of cash. The officer had handed over the pouch, said; 'Now bloody shut up!' and stalked off. Immediately, the pair had gone out shopping. Unfortunately, since they had bumped into Vader on the way, they were now saddled with the two troopers "For their own protection." Exactly who needed protection from who was unclear.

'Where to first?' Aisling asked. A loud growl sounded from the region of Beth's stomach. 'D'you want to wait before we eat?' she continued innocently. Beth looked at her.

'Maybe we'll just get a snack?' she replied wryly. 'She turned to the stormtroopers. 'D'you guys know a good place to eat?'

'And what then?' The stormtrooper shifted uncomfortably. He was giving his report to his superior officer, but in the presence of Palpatine and Vader. After the day he'd had, he could feel his nerves snapping.

'Well, Denaet and I brought him to The Lazy Eye; it's a diner, for breakfast. After that they went shopping.' The officer, a sergeant, looked at his datapad.

'I've got a report here that says you and Denaet came into the Palace, "laden down with bags and boxes." Explain.'

'The females went into every boutique, shop, stall and open cargo hold we passed and every time tried on at least five outfits. Each. And they asked our opinions. On every one of them. And then asked why.'

'Why?'

'I have no idea, they bought nearly every one of them anyway.'

'No, what did they ask you, about your opinions.'

'Why, for example, I thought the pink looked better than the yellow.'

'Oh, why did it?'

'I don't know! I had to say something!' Vader and Palpatine exchanged glances, both fighting to keep from grinning.

'What happened then?' the sergeant asked, and immediately regretted it as the troopers face -he had removed his helmet- fell.

'They went shopping for shoes.'

'Shoes?'

'And boots and sandals and stilettos that they cant walk more than three foot in and odd little things called kitten heels,' he droned in the manner of a man who had to learn more about footwear in one day than any sane man wanted to know in a lifetime. 'And after that, they went and spent three hours doing something to their hair while we sat in the waiting room.'

'I did not notice any difference,' Vader remarked, surprised. The trooper nodded.

'Neither did we, but we decided not to say anything.' *we prefer our heads on our shoulders you know* he added in the semi-privacy-he was in the presence of the Sith Lords after all- of his own skull. 'Then we went to a tapcafé,' he continued aloud. 'And they sat and talked and laughed and giggled. For hours.' The stormtrooper frowned. 'They got very giggly round about the time they stopped speaking Basic.' There was a moments silence as each male contemplated exactly what they may have been talking about. Vaders idea, amazingly enough, was the cleanest.

'And after that?' Vader said at last. The trooper came back from the world of Smut with a bang.

'Hmm.' The trooper frowned. 'They wanted to come back.' The sergeant caught the puzzled expression on the troopers face.

'Why does this seem odd to you?' he asked him.

'Well sir, I've been on shopping trips with my wife and her friends before,' he said. 'And they never return before the money is spent and the feet are worn off. Their feet sir, not mine.' He winced, remembering a particularly long spree. 'The females had barely spent half the money given to them and they were practically running down the street when they told us that they wished to return.

'Half the money,' Palpatine interrupted, eyebrow raised. 'They came back with at least fifty outfits each. They didn't have that much credits.'

'Yes sire,' the trooper agreed. 'But they haggled for every purchase and paid practically nothing for half the stuff.'

'I see,' Palpatine murmured, exchanging a wry look with Vader. 'Continue.'

'Thank you sire. I feel there is a reason for their coming back so early.'

'Early?' the sergeant repeated, looking at him like he were mad. 'You call five and a hours, early?'

'With the amount of money they had left over sir, I would call three days early.'

'Dismissed,' Palpatine said after a moment. Both trooper and sergeant bowed and left. 'What do you think of that Vader?' Vader shrugged.

'Beth asked me once what the nightlife on Imperial City was like. I think they're planning on heading out. For the rest of the week it seems.' Palpatine drummed his fingers on the arm of his chair.

'What do you suggest?'

'Send Mara Jade out with them,' Vader replied, though a bit reluctantly. He had a grudging respect for the woman, but didn't trust her. *Mind you* he thought. *I don't really trust anyone do I?* 'That way we can keep an eye on them without drawing attention.' There was another reason. He really didn't want to hear Beth and Aisling giving out hell with large shovels about how their night was ruined because of trooper chaperones.

Evidently Palpatine felt the same because he agreed and called for Mara Jade.

'When will the Avenger be ready to leave orbit?' he asked, while waiting for her to arrive.

'Ten hours,' was the reply. 'Does anyone else know that I am going to the Unknown Regions?'

'No,' the Emperor replied, a bit surprised. Vader never asked that before. 'Why?'

'Aisling said that she thought that I was supposed to be in the Unknown Regions this morning. I am curious as to how she knew.'

'As am I,' Palpatine murmured. 'We'll have to keep a closer watch on them. Ah, Mara Jade,' he said as the door opened.

'Master,' Mara Jade said, bowing. 'Lord Vader.'

'Mara Jade, you are to go out with Aisling O' Connell and Bethany Walsh tonight.' Mara Jade blinked.

'Yes Master, but since I'm heterosexual that may prove a problem.'

'No,' Palpatine said hurriedly, ignoring Vaders sudden coughing fit. 'They are going out for a night on the town and you are to accompany them.'

'Oh, of course Master,' Mara Jade said. 'Should I go and introduce myself?'

'Yes, do it now.'

'Yes Master.' Mara Jade bowed and left and as the door closed she heard Palpatine yell, 'Stop sniggering!' She chuckled to herself and set off in the direction of the pairs flat. Now, if the stories she'd heard were even partly true, tonight would be a bloody good night indeed. Maybe she should see if Daala was still in town, make a right girls night of it.

She smirked and hummed a party tune to herself in the elevator.

Oh the endless possibilities for fun!!

Waddya think? Sorry about the delay, had it all written (Yes I still use pen and paper!) but not typed, so I obviously couldn't update it!

There will not be so long a delay for the next one, I think. No promises!!