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Jedi Christmas Chapter 3
In very little time Padme, Anakin, and Sola were in the family speeder. Making their way through the crowded sky-lines toward the mall. Anakin wouldn't have been surprised if this 'Christmas Shopping' was on the same level as a civil war. Padme wore the same expression he'd seen on Geonosis when she had been faced with hundreds of battle-droids.
Anakin was launched out his daydreaming when Padme slammed on the breaks.
"Watch where you're going!" Padme yelled through the windshield, "You over- glutenous excuse for a life-form!"
Looking out Anakin saw a pair of blue aliens in a sports speeder. Quickly flying away through the sky-lines. And gesturing in what he guessed would have be a negative comment, but since they had a dozen fingers it was hard to tell.
"Wouldn't want to accidentally cut you off." Anakin said, leaning back in his seat. . "It was on purpose!" Padme stated. Still a little steamed.
"No," Sola said, turning and looking over her shoulder at him, "You wouldn't. When she's mad she drive's like a crazy-woman."
"I do not!" Padme insisted.
"Do too!"
"Do NOT!"
"Ladies," Anakin said, intervening, "If you keep this up you'll I'll have to separate you two." He leaned up again, resting his arms on the two pilot-seats.
It wasn't until Padme looked in the rear-view mirror she saw that gigantic smile on his lips. "Anakin!" Laughing she reached around and pushed him back into the back-seat.
"Okay, quit clowning around." Sola said, smiling, "We're here."
Anakin looked out the side windows, down at the immense building they were landing outside of. The parking-lot was full, and he saw only about a dozen spaces open.
Padme set the speeder down in one of the spaces, turned off the engines, and switched the nob that opened the doors. Then they all stepped out into the busy night air of the Naboo city night.
"What are we actually looking for?" Anakin asked as he surveyed the entrance to the over-crowded mall.
"A bathtub in a Jawa Sand-Crawler." Padme answered.
Anakin looked around, "Hmm..." he said thoughtfully. " Doesn't look like a wretched hive of scum and villainy."
Padme slipped into a nice warm sweater. "You'd be surprised."
"Yeah," Sola said, closing her door, "Especially on Christmas Eve, half of Theed is probably here."
They walked through the parking lot and up into the mall. Each store had it's music piped all the way up, and each looked just as crowded. Every store had it's specialty: women's clothing, men's clothing, Gungan clothing... The toy store was what they were looking for, and it was also the most crowded.
Just as soon as Padme walked through the entrance of the toy store she knew that this was going to even be harder than looking for a bathtub in a Jawa Sand-crawler. The place was a mess, and that was putting it in a nice way. There were toys everywhere, on the floor, and some were operating by just hovering above it. Baby-dolls and toy ships were everywhere, not to mention a stuffed animal had lost most of it's stuffing that lay dejected on the floor.
Anakin groaned, "I've seen war-zones that were neater."
"What we're looking for is a Fashion Girl doll. She's in a pink package and has purple hair." Sola said.
"Only purple hair?" Anakin asked.
"Yup."
"Would you like a side of a billion credits?"
"No. Just purple hair."
Thus, the search began....
Anakin swam through the bin of stuffed animals. So far he'd found a shoe, a sticky candy-bar, and girl's underwear. But no sign of the Fashion Girl doll. Not to mention the very strange looks people were giving him. One scaly sand-snake alien said something in huttese about 'lo-jo Jedi' and he retorted with a 'stinky salmon' comment. In his mind's eye he could still see the three-eyed alien turning a bright orange and leaving without another word. Obi-Wan would have given him a lengthy lecture about that but since Obi-Wan was here.It wouldn't hurt.
"Have you found something yet?" Padme asked from where she was perched precariously on a stool, rummaging through a high shelf.
"Yeah, but not what we're looking for." Anakin answered, still leaning over the rim of the large toy container. He still hadn't reached the bottom of the barrel yet, although he was almost dreading what he might find next.
"Have you ever done anything like this Anakin?" Sola asked, looking through the lower shelves of misplaced toys and gadgets.
"Sort of," Anakin pushed a large toy gungan out of the way, "But it had to do with a spice-trade out near Ord Mantell."
"How?" Padme asked.
"There was a tanker-ship full of cargo, and we had to find which one of the boxes held the shut-off devise." "What was the shut-off devise for?" Padme was obviously getting interested.
"For the bomb." Swatting a squeeze-it toy, Anakin made the little automatic voice squeal in fear. "The only tricky part was that if we opened any wrong container the bomb would go off."
"Well," Padme said, getting down from her perch, "Since you're here with us, I can tell what happened in the end, but how did you do it?"
"Great Jedi Mind Powers."
"Really. How'd that work out?" Padme could tell he was joking with her, but she couldn't see just what he was getting at.
"You know how a Trangloid changes his colors when he's nervous?" Anakin had a twinkle in his eye.
Padme's realization was quick and it showed on her face. "Oh sure, some 'great' Jedi Mind Powers Anakin!"
He laughed, "We could tell when we were going to open the wrong one because he turned a dark green."
"Well, that's very convenient, too bad we don't have a-" Padme was cut off when suddenly Sola yelled,
"I'VE FOUND IT!"
All eyes turned to the triumphant Sola, holding up the pink plastic box containing the much looked-for Fashion Girl doll.
"Great." Anakin said, pulling himself out of the stuffed animal toy bin. "Sometimes I don't like being a Jedi because I'm not allowed to really posses anything. But when it comes down to Christmas shopping, I'm thankful!"
"Let's buy the stupid thing and go." Padme said, sighing with relief.
Very soon they were all standing in line at one of the cash registers. The line crept slowly forward. The people in front of them had at least twenty items, and they were stuck behind them with their one. Finally, when they got to the register the freckled-faced cashier looked them over. His red hair stood up in several places and his grey eyes surveyed the scene.
"I'm sorry, but this lane is closed." He said in a very nasal tone that sparked Anakin's temper like flame to gunpowder.
"We only have one item." Padme said, her voice hinting at a plea. "I'm sorry, this lane is closed." The putrid little snit took out the 'lane closed' sign and plopped it down right in front of their dearly searched for Fashion Girl.
"Look bud," Sola said, anger clearly visible on her features, "You let us buy this one artifact and I won't ask our Jedi friend to blow your face off!"
The cashier looked at Anakin, who stood a good two heads taller than him. "I'm sorry but this lane is closed. You are free to get on another."
Anakin put his hands down on the conveyer belt, "You get off after this don't you?" He asked.
"Y-yes." Freckles said, noticing how Anakin could probably squish his head with one fist.
Anakin raised his hand, "Then you'll let us buy it."
The cashier stared out into the distance, nodding. "Then I'll let you buy it." He fumbled with the Fashion Doll. "Would you like some coupon discounts?" He asked dreamily.
"No thanks." Padme answered.
"That'd be ten fifty." Freckles said, still staring out into la-la land. "Thank you for your cooperation." Anakin said, again waving his hand.
"Thank you for your.." But by the time the cashier got to the last word, Sola had placed the money in his hand, and they had taken the bag containing the doll and left.
As they all stepped out of the toy-store Sola laughed, "Wow, next Christmas I want you to help us do our shopping."
Anakin snorted, "The I.Q of a bantha."
"We have to get back." Padme said, "Don't want mom and dad to wrap all the presents."
Anakin stopped, "I'll meet you out next to the speeder okay?"
Padme looked at him skeptically. "Why?"
"Because I need to get something." Anakin answered plainly.
"What?" Anakin peered into her eyes, "It's a SURPRISE!"
Padme looked stepped back, embarrassed, "Oh!"
Sola laughed, "Padme, need to know everything don't we."
"What, I-"
"Common, Sis." Sola said, "We'll meet you back at the speeder Anakin."
Padme and Sola didn't have to wait long in the speeder before they saw Anakin walking up, a smile on his face.
"Did you get what you needed?" Padme asked, flipping the switch and letting him in.
"Yeah."
"What was it?" Padme asked, temporarily forgetting she was dealing with a Jedi. If she had been talking to someone else they probably would have accidentally let it slip.
"No more questions." Anakin said.
"Oh," Sola said, "You got her a No More Questions? I think I've heard of it."
"Yup, but it's nice enough I'm thinking about keeping it."
Padme smiled, "I guess I'll find out tomorrow."
To Be Concluded (sorry this was a little long. Hope you guys forgive me!)
Jedi Christmas Chapter 3
In very little time Padme, Anakin, and Sola were in the family speeder. Making their way through the crowded sky-lines toward the mall. Anakin wouldn't have been surprised if this 'Christmas Shopping' was on the same level as a civil war. Padme wore the same expression he'd seen on Geonosis when she had been faced with hundreds of battle-droids.
Anakin was launched out his daydreaming when Padme slammed on the breaks.
"Watch where you're going!" Padme yelled through the windshield, "You over- glutenous excuse for a life-form!"
Looking out Anakin saw a pair of blue aliens in a sports speeder. Quickly flying away through the sky-lines. And gesturing in what he guessed would have be a negative comment, but since they had a dozen fingers it was hard to tell.
"Wouldn't want to accidentally cut you off." Anakin said, leaning back in his seat. . "It was on purpose!" Padme stated. Still a little steamed.
"No," Sola said, turning and looking over her shoulder at him, "You wouldn't. When she's mad she drive's like a crazy-woman."
"I do not!" Padme insisted.
"Do too!"
"Do NOT!"
"Ladies," Anakin said, intervening, "If you keep this up you'll I'll have to separate you two." He leaned up again, resting his arms on the two pilot-seats.
It wasn't until Padme looked in the rear-view mirror she saw that gigantic smile on his lips. "Anakin!" Laughing she reached around and pushed him back into the back-seat.
"Okay, quit clowning around." Sola said, smiling, "We're here."
Anakin looked out the side windows, down at the immense building they were landing outside of. The parking-lot was full, and he saw only about a dozen spaces open.
Padme set the speeder down in one of the spaces, turned off the engines, and switched the nob that opened the doors. Then they all stepped out into the busy night air of the Naboo city night.
"What are we actually looking for?" Anakin asked as he surveyed the entrance to the over-crowded mall.
"A bathtub in a Jawa Sand-Crawler." Padme answered.
Anakin looked around, "Hmm..." he said thoughtfully. " Doesn't look like a wretched hive of scum and villainy."
Padme slipped into a nice warm sweater. "You'd be surprised."
"Yeah," Sola said, closing her door, "Especially on Christmas Eve, half of Theed is probably here."
They walked through the parking lot and up into the mall. Each store had it's music piped all the way up, and each looked just as crowded. Every store had it's specialty: women's clothing, men's clothing, Gungan clothing... The toy store was what they were looking for, and it was also the most crowded.
Just as soon as Padme walked through the entrance of the toy store she knew that this was going to even be harder than looking for a bathtub in a Jawa Sand-crawler. The place was a mess, and that was putting it in a nice way. There were toys everywhere, on the floor, and some were operating by just hovering above it. Baby-dolls and toy ships were everywhere, not to mention a stuffed animal had lost most of it's stuffing that lay dejected on the floor.
Anakin groaned, "I've seen war-zones that were neater."
"What we're looking for is a Fashion Girl doll. She's in a pink package and has purple hair." Sola said.
"Only purple hair?" Anakin asked.
"Yup."
"Would you like a side of a billion credits?"
"No. Just purple hair."
Thus, the search began....
Anakin swam through the bin of stuffed animals. So far he'd found a shoe, a sticky candy-bar, and girl's underwear. But no sign of the Fashion Girl doll. Not to mention the very strange looks people were giving him. One scaly sand-snake alien said something in huttese about 'lo-jo Jedi' and he retorted with a 'stinky salmon' comment. In his mind's eye he could still see the three-eyed alien turning a bright orange and leaving without another word. Obi-Wan would have given him a lengthy lecture about that but since Obi-Wan was here.It wouldn't hurt.
"Have you found something yet?" Padme asked from where she was perched precariously on a stool, rummaging through a high shelf.
"Yeah, but not what we're looking for." Anakin answered, still leaning over the rim of the large toy container. He still hadn't reached the bottom of the barrel yet, although he was almost dreading what he might find next.
"Have you ever done anything like this Anakin?" Sola asked, looking through the lower shelves of misplaced toys and gadgets.
"Sort of," Anakin pushed a large toy gungan out of the way, "But it had to do with a spice-trade out near Ord Mantell."
"How?" Padme asked.
"There was a tanker-ship full of cargo, and we had to find which one of the boxes held the shut-off devise." "What was the shut-off devise for?" Padme was obviously getting interested.
"For the bomb." Swatting a squeeze-it toy, Anakin made the little automatic voice squeal in fear. "The only tricky part was that if we opened any wrong container the bomb would go off."
"Well," Padme said, getting down from her perch, "Since you're here with us, I can tell what happened in the end, but how did you do it?"
"Great Jedi Mind Powers."
"Really. How'd that work out?" Padme could tell he was joking with her, but she couldn't see just what he was getting at.
"You know how a Trangloid changes his colors when he's nervous?" Anakin had a twinkle in his eye.
Padme's realization was quick and it showed on her face. "Oh sure, some 'great' Jedi Mind Powers Anakin!"
He laughed, "We could tell when we were going to open the wrong one because he turned a dark green."
"Well, that's very convenient, too bad we don't have a-" Padme was cut off when suddenly Sola yelled,
"I'VE FOUND IT!"
All eyes turned to the triumphant Sola, holding up the pink plastic box containing the much looked-for Fashion Girl doll.
"Great." Anakin said, pulling himself out of the stuffed animal toy bin. "Sometimes I don't like being a Jedi because I'm not allowed to really posses anything. But when it comes down to Christmas shopping, I'm thankful!"
"Let's buy the stupid thing and go." Padme said, sighing with relief.
Very soon they were all standing in line at one of the cash registers. The line crept slowly forward. The people in front of them had at least twenty items, and they were stuck behind them with their one. Finally, when they got to the register the freckled-faced cashier looked them over. His red hair stood up in several places and his grey eyes surveyed the scene.
"I'm sorry, but this lane is closed." He said in a very nasal tone that sparked Anakin's temper like flame to gunpowder.
"We only have one item." Padme said, her voice hinting at a plea. "I'm sorry, this lane is closed." The putrid little snit took out the 'lane closed' sign and plopped it down right in front of their dearly searched for Fashion Girl.
"Look bud," Sola said, anger clearly visible on her features, "You let us buy this one artifact and I won't ask our Jedi friend to blow your face off!"
The cashier looked at Anakin, who stood a good two heads taller than him. "I'm sorry but this lane is closed. You are free to get on another."
Anakin put his hands down on the conveyer belt, "You get off after this don't you?" He asked.
"Y-yes." Freckles said, noticing how Anakin could probably squish his head with one fist.
Anakin raised his hand, "Then you'll let us buy it."
The cashier stared out into the distance, nodding. "Then I'll let you buy it." He fumbled with the Fashion Doll. "Would you like some coupon discounts?" He asked dreamily.
"No thanks." Padme answered.
"That'd be ten fifty." Freckles said, still staring out into la-la land. "Thank you for your cooperation." Anakin said, again waving his hand.
"Thank you for your.." But by the time the cashier got to the last word, Sola had placed the money in his hand, and they had taken the bag containing the doll and left.
As they all stepped out of the toy-store Sola laughed, "Wow, next Christmas I want you to help us do our shopping."
Anakin snorted, "The I.Q of a bantha."
"We have to get back." Padme said, "Don't want mom and dad to wrap all the presents."
Anakin stopped, "I'll meet you out next to the speeder okay?"
Padme looked at him skeptically. "Why?"
"Because I need to get something." Anakin answered plainly.
"What?" Anakin peered into her eyes, "It's a SURPRISE!"
Padme looked stepped back, embarrassed, "Oh!"
Sola laughed, "Padme, need to know everything don't we."
"What, I-"
"Common, Sis." Sola said, "We'll meet you back at the speeder Anakin."
Padme and Sola didn't have to wait long in the speeder before they saw Anakin walking up, a smile on his face.
"Did you get what you needed?" Padme asked, flipping the switch and letting him in.
"Yeah."
"What was it?" Padme asked, temporarily forgetting she was dealing with a Jedi. If she had been talking to someone else they probably would have accidentally let it slip.
"No more questions." Anakin said.
"Oh," Sola said, "You got her a No More Questions? I think I've heard of it."
"Yup, but it's nice enough I'm thinking about keeping it."
Padme smiled, "I guess I'll find out tomorrow."
To Be Concluded (sorry this was a little long. Hope you guys forgive me!)