Blue Tonic Water
Disclaimer: The only people I own are Grah'sa, Bon, Tekka, and Jass. I only half own Lukina, Han the dog, and Chewie the Baseball bat. The rest belongs to George Lucas
Author's note: I know you're probably thinking "I thought this was compleat." Well, it was for a LONG time. But then I thought about some more stuff to add to this story and here it is! This chapter is a bit more serious then the others. I'll make the others goofier. Oh, and it written better then the other chapters.
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Ten years after the first little adventure. . .
"Mommy!" A little blond haired boy that looked around six years old, wearing a pink, knee-length dress called, running down a corrider.
"What's up Bon?" Lukina asked him, holding out her arms to catch him as he ran into her legs.
"Can I go on a hunt with Daddy please?" He asked, looking up at his mother.
"You know Mommy doesn't like you going on Daddy's hunts. They're far too dangerous for a six year old to go on." Lukina told him.
"But Jass and Tekka get to go." Bon whined, pouting.
"They're also older then you." She pointed out.
"I wanna go!" Bon yelled, stomping his feet, his blue eyes filling with tears.
"You act just like I did when I was a little boy." Lukina said, watching Bon throw his little tantraum.
"You were a boy Mommy?" Bon asked, quitting his tantraum and looking at Lukina.
"I meant girl." She corrected quickly.
"So, can I please go with Daddy please?" He asked, tryng a differant approach and giving his mother Bambi eyes.
"Okay." Lukina said, giving in. "Go with Daddy. Just make sure you stay out of trouble and listen to what Daddy tells you!" She called after Bon, who was already running down the corrider as fast as his little legs can carry him.
* * *
"Shwoopie, here boy!" A woman with red hair called, patting her legs. Han reluctantly went over to her. He hated his new name the Snipntucks gave him.
"Does Shwoopie want to eat?" She asked him and he thumped his tail on the ground, pretending to be happy. The women put a plate down in front of him and on it was a big Bantha steak. Hand made a confused noise and looked at the steak. He was expecting the nasty dog food they usually feed him.
"Today, you get to celebrate with steak because tomorrow. . . " She trailed off and started to make a cutting motion with her hand.
"Oh, hell no!" Han thought and bolted off to the doggy door and ran through it and out of sight.
"There goes another one." She said, shaking her head mournfully.
* * *
On the Slave I. . .
"Dad, why does Bon have to come? He'll ruin everything." A fourteen year old girl with short, black hair and dark brown eyes and a blue, boy style tunic with matching pants on, whined at Boba.
"Tekka stop whining, you sound like your mother. Besides he said Mom told him he can come with us." Boba answered.
"So there." Bon said and stuck his tongue out at Tekka.
"Why you little-" Tekka started before a sixteen year old boy with waist length blond hair and dark brown eyes and a girl style purple knee length dress on with matching pants under it, stopped her.
"Do you want Dad to get mad and send us back?" He asked, his voice high and feminine.
"No Jass, we don't, don't we Bon?" Tekka asked, glaring at Bon. He shook his head. "Anyway, where are we going Dad?"
"First, we're going to Corellia, there's someone there I would like to find, then, we're coming back here to give him to Jabba." He told them, starting the engines up and blasted off.
* * *
Leia spun around a pole in a slummy strip joint in the lower levels of Coursent. She didn't like all those scummy males looking at her, but, it was a easy way to make alot of money.
"Yeah! Take it all off baby!" A human male cheered as she crawled seductivly around the stage.
"You want it all off, well here it is." She said huskily and undid her bikini top and threw it at the male right as the music stopped. The others cheered and threw credit chips at her, along with her bikini top. She hastily gather her credit chips and scurried off the stage.
"You did good tonight sweetheart." Her boss, a old, balding, fat guy with yellow teeth, told her. "Take the rest of the night off."
"How about the rest of my life." Leia whispered under her breath.
"What was that?" Her boss asked.
"Nothing." She said, throwing on grey robe and running out of the strip joint.
* * *
Grah'sa walked across the diner in her waitress outfit, her head wrappings and gloves still on, balancing a large tray on her shoulder. She finally got a job and settled down on Bespin after getting jobs at multiple places on countless other planets she never even heard of, then getting fired because of her temper over the past ten years.
"Hear's your Nerf steak sir." She said, putting the plate down in front of a young man in a black, one peice outfit.
"I said I wanted it MEDIUM rare, not RARE." He told her irritably.
"It IS medium rare." She answred.
"Look at the blood!" He yelled, pointing at at the plate.
"That's juice, not blood, can't you tell the differance?" She asked, feeling her temper start to flare.
"I refuse to eat this." The man said, pushing the plate away from him.
"Fine! I'll go fix it for you." Grah'sa said, snatching the plate off the table and stomping into the kitchen. She came back a couple minutes later and plunked the steak down in front of the man.
"Here your highness." She said sarcastically.
"There's no need to be rude." He added. That was the straw that broke the camel's back and her temper got the best of her. She started screaming obsenities at the man in Basic and Tusken.
"Well, if that's how it is. . . " The man said, throwing down the napkin he was holdind and stood up and stormed out of the diner.
"Grah'sa, that's the third customer today you chased off today." The owner said to her as she stood there, breathing heavily, her fists clenched at her sides, totally unaware that all eyes on the diner were on her.
"Do you want to start something too!" She screamed, turning on the owner.
"I'm going to have to ask you to leave and not come back." He said, handing her her last paycheck.
"Good, I was sick of this grease trap anyway." She said, throwing her apron on the counter and stomping out of the diner.
* * *
"Boona, your up next." The Tatooine Little league coach said to a ten year old male Rodian.
"Batter smells like Bantha Poodoo." The other team taunted.
"It's alright Boona, just concentrate on the ball." The coach told him, trying to stay down wind. The pitcher, a eleven year old Bothan female, threw him a mean curve ball. Boona swung and missed.
"How could you miss that? It was a perfect pitch!" The coach said, starting to get annoyed.
"I'm sorry, this bat has a mind of its own." Boona said. Just then the bat fell out of his hands and rolled twenty feet before stopping by the pitcher.
"AHHHHHHH! THE BAT'S POSSESED!" She yelled and picked it up and threw it over the fence. It continued rolling until it was pretty far away from the park.
"It gotta be the heat." The coach mumbled, shaking his head.
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Well, at least you know what everyone's been doing over the years. Leave a review and tell me what you think!
Disclaimer: The only people I own are Grah'sa, Bon, Tekka, and Jass. I only half own Lukina, Han the dog, and Chewie the Baseball bat. The rest belongs to George Lucas
Author's note: I know you're probably thinking "I thought this was compleat." Well, it was for a LONG time. But then I thought about some more stuff to add to this story and here it is! This chapter is a bit more serious then the others. I'll make the others goofier. Oh, and it written better then the other chapters.
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Ten years after the first little adventure. . .
"Mommy!" A little blond haired boy that looked around six years old, wearing a pink, knee-length dress called, running down a corrider.
"What's up Bon?" Lukina asked him, holding out her arms to catch him as he ran into her legs.
"Can I go on a hunt with Daddy please?" He asked, looking up at his mother.
"You know Mommy doesn't like you going on Daddy's hunts. They're far too dangerous for a six year old to go on." Lukina told him.
"But Jass and Tekka get to go." Bon whined, pouting.
"They're also older then you." She pointed out.
"I wanna go!" Bon yelled, stomping his feet, his blue eyes filling with tears.
"You act just like I did when I was a little boy." Lukina said, watching Bon throw his little tantraum.
"You were a boy Mommy?" Bon asked, quitting his tantraum and looking at Lukina.
"I meant girl." She corrected quickly.
"So, can I please go with Daddy please?" He asked, tryng a differant approach and giving his mother Bambi eyes.
"Okay." Lukina said, giving in. "Go with Daddy. Just make sure you stay out of trouble and listen to what Daddy tells you!" She called after Bon, who was already running down the corrider as fast as his little legs can carry him.
* * *
"Shwoopie, here boy!" A woman with red hair called, patting her legs. Han reluctantly went over to her. He hated his new name the Snipntucks gave him.
"Does Shwoopie want to eat?" She asked him and he thumped his tail on the ground, pretending to be happy. The women put a plate down in front of him and on it was a big Bantha steak. Hand made a confused noise and looked at the steak. He was expecting the nasty dog food they usually feed him.
"Today, you get to celebrate with steak because tomorrow. . . " She trailed off and started to make a cutting motion with her hand.
"Oh, hell no!" Han thought and bolted off to the doggy door and ran through it and out of sight.
"There goes another one." She said, shaking her head mournfully.
* * *
On the Slave I. . .
"Dad, why does Bon have to come? He'll ruin everything." A fourteen year old girl with short, black hair and dark brown eyes and a blue, boy style tunic with matching pants on, whined at Boba.
"Tekka stop whining, you sound like your mother. Besides he said Mom told him he can come with us." Boba answered.
"So there." Bon said and stuck his tongue out at Tekka.
"Why you little-" Tekka started before a sixteen year old boy with waist length blond hair and dark brown eyes and a girl style purple knee length dress on with matching pants under it, stopped her.
"Do you want Dad to get mad and send us back?" He asked, his voice high and feminine.
"No Jass, we don't, don't we Bon?" Tekka asked, glaring at Bon. He shook his head. "Anyway, where are we going Dad?"
"First, we're going to Corellia, there's someone there I would like to find, then, we're coming back here to give him to Jabba." He told them, starting the engines up and blasted off.
* * *
Leia spun around a pole in a slummy strip joint in the lower levels of Coursent. She didn't like all those scummy males looking at her, but, it was a easy way to make alot of money.
"Yeah! Take it all off baby!" A human male cheered as she crawled seductivly around the stage.
"You want it all off, well here it is." She said huskily and undid her bikini top and threw it at the male right as the music stopped. The others cheered and threw credit chips at her, along with her bikini top. She hastily gather her credit chips and scurried off the stage.
"You did good tonight sweetheart." Her boss, a old, balding, fat guy with yellow teeth, told her. "Take the rest of the night off."
"How about the rest of my life." Leia whispered under her breath.
"What was that?" Her boss asked.
"Nothing." She said, throwing on grey robe and running out of the strip joint.
* * *
Grah'sa walked across the diner in her waitress outfit, her head wrappings and gloves still on, balancing a large tray on her shoulder. She finally got a job and settled down on Bespin after getting jobs at multiple places on countless other planets she never even heard of, then getting fired because of her temper over the past ten years.
"Hear's your Nerf steak sir." She said, putting the plate down in front of a young man in a black, one peice outfit.
"I said I wanted it MEDIUM rare, not RARE." He told her irritably.
"It IS medium rare." She answred.
"Look at the blood!" He yelled, pointing at at the plate.
"That's juice, not blood, can't you tell the differance?" She asked, feeling her temper start to flare.
"I refuse to eat this." The man said, pushing the plate away from him.
"Fine! I'll go fix it for you." Grah'sa said, snatching the plate off the table and stomping into the kitchen. She came back a couple minutes later and plunked the steak down in front of the man.
"Here your highness." She said sarcastically.
"There's no need to be rude." He added. That was the straw that broke the camel's back and her temper got the best of her. She started screaming obsenities at the man in Basic and Tusken.
"Well, if that's how it is. . . " The man said, throwing down the napkin he was holdind and stood up and stormed out of the diner.
"Grah'sa, that's the third customer today you chased off today." The owner said to her as she stood there, breathing heavily, her fists clenched at her sides, totally unaware that all eyes on the diner were on her.
"Do you want to start something too!" She screamed, turning on the owner.
"I'm going to have to ask you to leave and not come back." He said, handing her her last paycheck.
"Good, I was sick of this grease trap anyway." She said, throwing her apron on the counter and stomping out of the diner.
* * *
"Boona, your up next." The Tatooine Little league coach said to a ten year old male Rodian.
"Batter smells like Bantha Poodoo." The other team taunted.
"It's alright Boona, just concentrate on the ball." The coach told him, trying to stay down wind. The pitcher, a eleven year old Bothan female, threw him a mean curve ball. Boona swung and missed.
"How could you miss that? It was a perfect pitch!" The coach said, starting to get annoyed.
"I'm sorry, this bat has a mind of its own." Boona said. Just then the bat fell out of his hands and rolled twenty feet before stopping by the pitcher.
"AHHHHHHH! THE BAT'S POSSESED!" She yelled and picked it up and threw it over the fence. It continued rolling until it was pretty far away from the park.
"It gotta be the heat." The coach mumbled, shaking his head.
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Well, at least you know what everyone's been doing over the years. Leave a review and tell me what you think!
