Ch. 2
Confessions, Friends, And Sorrows
Authors note: sorry for the lack of updates. I've had one major case of writers block. Anyway, heres Ch. 2!
Aarma recovered quickly and was back to the goofy and fun loving young man he always was. The others and their Masters were glad to have him back. They all admitted that the 2 days he was in the infirmary (one for treatment and one for observation) were very boring and dull. Aarma made up for it with his crazy cartoon antics.
He was impersonating C3PO when Master Skywalker came up to them. While the others stopped laughing when they saw him but Aarma, whose back was turned to him didn't notice him. "That's pretty good. But the only problem is that your moving too loosely. You have to make your joints stiff. Like this!" Luke said and did an impression of Threepio walking. When he was done, Luke was delighted to find his old students and new students laughing at his imression. "Well, I'm glad you enjoyed that. Anyway, I came to find out what happened on your mission." Luke said after he saw his students calm down a bit.
"Well, Master, you see, I sort-of, kinda, might've-"
"He got in over his head again, Uncle Luke." Jaina finished for him.
"Uhhh, yeah, anyway, what we did find out, is that someone is trying to tear apart the Jedi again. A riot started and the crowd was trying to kill us!"
"Why would they want to kill you?" Luke asked.
"We don't know!" Jaina and Aarma answered at he same time. This brought a laugh from everyone.
"Okay, well, I'll look into it."
When Luke was gone Jaina turned to the others. "Well I gotta meet Jag. Bye!"
"Bye." Aarma said and sat down. Ashley, seeing that Aarma was a depressed wanted to cheer him up. Ashley walked up to him and sat down next to him. "Hey, cheer up. I know what you need. A lightsaber duel with us!"
"Yeah! Let's go practice!" Al'riti chimed in.
"Ok. I'm just tired of always doing stupid things like that."