More Disclaimers:George Lucas,the almighty fanneled one,owns Star Wars,and Boba Fett. As well as a slew of other characters in this story,Boba Fett's kids were inspired by other Star Wars fanfics and my nieghbor's daughter.Also I should note,my friend Karen(another fanfic nut) inspired this with a photo of her and her dad,Happy Father's Day everyone.
Sorry,this is a short chapter but it's disgustingly cute.
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"Daddy?",came a soft voice at the edge of Boba Fett's awareness,he half opened one eye to look at the small girl laying on top of his chest plates.
"What is it baby,you need something?",he asked in a slightly groggy tone as he rubbed the top of her head with one hand gently,"Missing your mother and brother already?",he asked.
His wife had taken their son back to the jedi academy for training,Fett grimaced at the thought of his son working with people that were once his enemies.The universe was filled with odd irony like that.....
His daughter nodded her small head making the hair that framed her round little face bob with the motion,"Yeah....don't you,daddy?",she said as she rested the side of her head on the cool armor.
The hunter smiled down at the five year old,"Yes...but I have you to keep me company,what more could a father want?",he asked.Indeed,she was closer to him than his son in certain respects,"daddy's little girl" as his wife like to refer to her.
A small giggle emitted from the child,"Oh daddy....",she said in her sweet little voice,"....you're so silly".
Boba Fett gave a snort,"I don't believe anyone has ever called me that",he said with a low chuckle."So,are you going to tell your old dad what it was you wanted,or are you going to make him guess?",he asked with mock annoyance,arching his eyebrow and tilting his head slightly.
The little girl sat up suddenly at the tone of her father's voice,and bounced wildly up and down on his armor,"Guess,daddy,guess,guess,guess!!!!",she shrieked in girlish delight.
The bounty hunter placed a finger on his chin as if he was giving it quite some thought,"Well.....let's see.It must be.....that you want a jetpack ride to the beach,so I can tell you a story",he said matter of factly as he rolled his eyes upward and he furrowed his brow in mock concentration.
The young girl looked surprised,"Omigod daddy!How did you know?",she asked in awe.Five year old girls were easily impressed it seemed to Boba Fett,but his daughter was a bit of a con artist,she would probably grow up to be a smuggler,another of the universe's odd little ironies perhaps....
The Mandalorian laughed,"You always ask for the same thing,sweetie",he retorted."We can go....",he smiled broadly as his daughter tried to hug his chest which was broader than her present arm span.
"You're the best,daddy!!!",she gushed as she clung to his armor,"So your mother likes to remind me",Fett said with a sly smile,his daughter didn't quite understand.
One short jetpack ride later........
Boba Fett walked along the sand watching his daughter showing off her latest ability to do cartwheels,"Look,daddy!",she squeeled as she would spin along side of him.
The hunter gave an approving nod of his helmet,"That's very good,you must be practicing",he said as she went on to do more cartwheels.
His daughter suddenly stopped and turned to look at her father,adorned from head to toe in his armor,a frightening figure of a man to the galaxy at large."Daddy,will....will you come home with me and mommy this time?",she asked.
"Mommy and I,baby",the hunter corrected,he feared that this question was coming,it always did."No,baby........I can't go home with you",he said sadly,and sighed at the disappointed look that he got.
Her lower lip quivered,threatening to bring forth sobs,"Why daddy,don't you love us?",she asked in a such a small voice,that the hunter's helmet had to adjust its audios to pick it up.
Ouch,Boba Fett thought,she cuts right to the quick."Of course I love you,but....but daddy...has to work",he said.His daughter was a smart girl,but she was still to young to understand his life off planet,and the hazzards it brought with it.
"Do you love work more than me,daddy?"
Double ouch,if she was this precise with a pistol,Fett wouldn't have to worry about which of his kids would replace him when he retired."No baby,but it's a necessity",he said,setting himself down on one knee.
The girl kick at the sand at her feet idlely,"What's a neces...necess....?",she tried to ask using the big word.
"It means something you have to do,even if you don't like it or want to do something else",Fett explained as he reached out to brush a piece of wayward hair from his daughter's face.
"Like brushing your teeth,or eating vegetables?",she asked as she walked closer to her father.She liked it when he tried to tidy her up,it made her want to do cartwheels in the mud,anything to keep him near if only for a little while.
Boba Fett smiled behind the black visor,"Something like that",he replied quietly as he brushed sand from her clothes and hair."Just remember,no matter what,that your dad loves you very much",he said.
"Oh Daddy",she said softly and kissed the front of his visor,"I love you too".There was a quiet pause as the hunter and the small girl,knelt and stood with their foreheads touched together.
Boba Fett held his daughter's far smaller hands in his own,and then she perked her little head up,"You still owe me a story,daddy",she exclaimed tightening her small fingers on his larger ones.
The hunter smiled under his helmet,a change in tactics?She was just like his father Jango,he liked to do that as well."Sure,baby,sure",he said as he picked his only girl child up and walked down the beach,with her clinging her small arms around his neck.
"Once,not so long ago...........",he began.
Sorry,this is a short chapter but it's disgustingly cute.
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"Daddy?",came a soft voice at the edge of Boba Fett's awareness,he half opened one eye to look at the small girl laying on top of his chest plates.
"What is it baby,you need something?",he asked in a slightly groggy tone as he rubbed the top of her head with one hand gently,"Missing your mother and brother already?",he asked.
His wife had taken their son back to the jedi academy for training,Fett grimaced at the thought of his son working with people that were once his enemies.The universe was filled with odd irony like that.....
His daughter nodded her small head making the hair that framed her round little face bob with the motion,"Yeah....don't you,daddy?",she said as she rested the side of her head on the cool armor.
The hunter smiled down at the five year old,"Yes...but I have you to keep me company,what more could a father want?",he asked.Indeed,she was closer to him than his son in certain respects,"daddy's little girl" as his wife like to refer to her.
A small giggle emitted from the child,"Oh daddy....",she said in her sweet little voice,"....you're so silly".
Boba Fett gave a snort,"I don't believe anyone has ever called me that",he said with a low chuckle."So,are you going to tell your old dad what it was you wanted,or are you going to make him guess?",he asked with mock annoyance,arching his eyebrow and tilting his head slightly.
The little girl sat up suddenly at the tone of her father's voice,and bounced wildly up and down on his armor,"Guess,daddy,guess,guess,guess!!!!",she shrieked in girlish delight.
The bounty hunter placed a finger on his chin as if he was giving it quite some thought,"Well.....let's see.It must be.....that you want a jetpack ride to the beach,so I can tell you a story",he said matter of factly as he rolled his eyes upward and he furrowed his brow in mock concentration.
The young girl looked surprised,"Omigod daddy!How did you know?",she asked in awe.Five year old girls were easily impressed it seemed to Boba Fett,but his daughter was a bit of a con artist,she would probably grow up to be a smuggler,another of the universe's odd little ironies perhaps....
The Mandalorian laughed,"You always ask for the same thing,sweetie",he retorted."We can go....",he smiled broadly as his daughter tried to hug his chest which was broader than her present arm span.
"You're the best,daddy!!!",she gushed as she clung to his armor,"So your mother likes to remind me",Fett said with a sly smile,his daughter didn't quite understand.
One short jetpack ride later........
Boba Fett walked along the sand watching his daughter showing off her latest ability to do cartwheels,"Look,daddy!",she squeeled as she would spin along side of him.
The hunter gave an approving nod of his helmet,"That's very good,you must be practicing",he said as she went on to do more cartwheels.
His daughter suddenly stopped and turned to look at her father,adorned from head to toe in his armor,a frightening figure of a man to the galaxy at large."Daddy,will....will you come home with me and mommy this time?",she asked.
"Mommy and I,baby",the hunter corrected,he feared that this question was coming,it always did."No,baby........I can't go home with you",he said sadly,and sighed at the disappointed look that he got.
Her lower lip quivered,threatening to bring forth sobs,"Why daddy,don't you love us?",she asked in a such a small voice,that the hunter's helmet had to adjust its audios to pick it up.
Ouch,Boba Fett thought,she cuts right to the quick."Of course I love you,but....but daddy...has to work",he said.His daughter was a smart girl,but she was still to young to understand his life off planet,and the hazzards it brought with it.
"Do you love work more than me,daddy?"
Double ouch,if she was this precise with a pistol,Fett wouldn't have to worry about which of his kids would replace him when he retired."No baby,but it's a necessity",he said,setting himself down on one knee.
The girl kick at the sand at her feet idlely,"What's a neces...necess....?",she tried to ask using the big word.
"It means something you have to do,even if you don't like it or want to do something else",Fett explained as he reached out to brush a piece of wayward hair from his daughter's face.
"Like brushing your teeth,or eating vegetables?",she asked as she walked closer to her father.She liked it when he tried to tidy her up,it made her want to do cartwheels in the mud,anything to keep him near if only for a little while.
Boba Fett smiled behind the black visor,"Something like that",he replied quietly as he brushed sand from her clothes and hair."Just remember,no matter what,that your dad loves you very much",he said.
"Oh Daddy",she said softly and kissed the front of his visor,"I love you too".There was a quiet pause as the hunter and the small girl,knelt and stood with their foreheads touched together.
Boba Fett held his daughter's far smaller hands in his own,and then she perked her little head up,"You still owe me a story,daddy",she exclaimed tightening her small fingers on his larger ones.
The hunter smiled under his helmet,a change in tactics?She was just like his father Jango,he liked to do that as well."Sure,baby,sure",he said as he picked his only girl child up and walked down the beach,with her clinging her small arms around his neck.
"Once,not so long ago...........",he began.
