Does she know?
Ok this is super AU. like, it s a star wars fic and it takes place on earth, if that's any indication. It's not really humor, but it involves pacman... it's something i thought up while i was playing pacman and i just had to write it. I wanted something a little less, i don't know, intense. Whatever, i hope you all enjoy it. If it sux, please tell me! If it's good, please tell me!
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I sit and I watch my daughter play pacman with her friends. And I wonder, does she know?
We came to this planet, Earth, to escape assainations and various different forms of danger that faced us
and our children on corscant. We both decided it would be better if our children never knew who they
really were. It would cause to much strife, make them to different on this narrow minded and divided planet.
I watch as she moves her whole body with the joy stick, even though she doesn't need to.
I watch as she makes several excellent evasive manouvers to escape the "ghosts" in the game.
She'd make a decent pilot, I think to myself, and i can't decide if she gets it from me or from
her mother's side of the family. After all, her grandfather was known to be a great pilot. Her grandfather.
I love my wife, but i can't ignore where some of my daughter's traits and qualities come from. I watch as
she cries out that "the bastard trapped me!" and i wonder if she knows that i screamed that my very self,
a long time ago, on a city in the clouds. I wonder if she knows how i was betrayed, and then came to forgive.
I listen to her tell her friends her strategies for defeating this game. She's planned this out, she knows her
enemies strengths and weaknesses, her tactics are excellent,a trait she decidely got from her mother.
I watch as she yells in frustration as she gets a game over. "They killed me! Damn it!" I wonder if she
knows that I screamed that about lost friends and comrades, "you killed them! damn you!" That the very
fear of losing more to death is the reason why I'm sitting her watching her play pacman with her friends.
I watch as the joy stick switches hands, and two of her friends argue over who's turn it is next. I watch
my daughter diplomatically solve the situation. Just like her mother. Then i realize. She has the skills
and abilities of her mother's side of the family. I decide her piloting skills come from her mother's side,
from her grandfather. But her soul, the dreams she has at night, the way she cries out in frustration or how
she reacts when bad things happen. The inner turmoil of her soul, I feel the instant guilt to know that that comes
from me. And i wonder, does she know?
REVIEW PLEASE! oh, and i was thinking if ya'all liked this i would do another chapter on luke watching jaina play. If you didn't get it, by the by, it was han watching jaina play pacman. ok, so review, i know this isn't the best thing ever, but just tell me what ya think!