"Im tired. Im bored. Im hungry. Im hot. My feet are burning." Shippo Binks whined.

"Don't forget annoying." Inu-wan Kenobi growled.

"Patience, padawan." Qui-gon Sesshie reminded, "Use the force."

"Ok." Inu-wan paused. "Hey, Shippo."

"Yeah?"

"'The force' is giving you the finger."

"Qui-goooon!" Shippo screamed, "Is it? Is it!"

"The force can not give 'the finger.'" He glared at Inu-wan Kenobi, who kicked the dust innocently. Shippo stuck his tongue out at Inu-wan.

"Hey, you." Qui-gon Sesshie said to a toadlike creature, "Is this a mechanic shop?"

"Eh? Ahhh... business! Yes, this is a mechanic shop." It said, "The name's Jaken. How can I be of your service, milord?" He chuckled mockingly.

Qui-gon Sesshie pulled out a hologram-like object, which showed his ship. "We need fuel and a new engine for this ship." He said.

"Eh? This is a federation cruiser!" Jaken cried, "Even if I did have parts for it--which I do--They will be veeery expensive."

Qui-gon Sesshie waved his hand. "30 credits will be enough."

"No, they won't."

He tried again "You will take 30 credits."

"No, I won't!" Jaken huffed, "Who do you think you are, some kind of Jedi waving your hand around like that! Mind tricks don't work on me! Only money." He grinned, "And you couldn't even buy half a tank of fuel for 30 credits, much less parts for a federation cruiser. But maybe I have something that could suit you... You there! Boy!" He turned around, "Come show these people around, or I'll beat you!"

"Yes, master!" a voice called out from the back room. Then a little boy ran out to greet his visitors. No one really remembers what his face looked like, because this was so many thousands of years ago, and such details are lost. But when this boy laid eyes upon his guests, he realized from the start these were no ordinary people. Especially the girl... his face, though there is no record of how it looked, blushed a deep shade of crimson as she smiled at him.

"Um..." He stammered, "If you only have 30 credits, im sure I can find something for you to buy!"

"Get them to buy something, and then you can go home." Jaken said, trotting off.

"Yippee!" the boy cheered. The girl giggled and he turned around, even more embarrassed than before.

"Kikyo, humor the child while we look around for a bit." Qui-gon Sesshie said, rolling his eyes and motioning for his padawan to follow him. Inu-wan Kenobi nodded and walked after him.

"Are you a goddess?" the child blurted out.

"A goddess?" Kikyo repeated.

"Yeah, a goddess. They're the most beautiful creatures in the universe. They come from the moons of Diebo, I think."

"You're a funny little boy. How do you know so much?" the girl asked with a smile on her face.

"Well, im Jakens slave worker so I overhear stories pilots tell him when he's fixing their ships." The boy answered.

"You're a slave?" The girl said with a shocked tone.

"Im a person, and my name is Onigumo." The boy said angrily.

"Oh, im sorry." She said quickly, "Im just not used to the fact that slavery still exists in this galaxy."

"Well, it does. Both me and my mom are slaves." Onigumo sighed, "What's your name?" he asked.

"Im Kikyo." She smiled. Qui-gon stuck his head through the door flap.

"Lady Kikyo!" He called, "there's a sandstorm coming. We need to get back to the ship."

"Where is your ship, sir?" Onigumo asked.

"On the outskirts of town." Kikyo answered.

"The outskirts of town? You won't make it in time!" He cried, "Sandstorms are very, very dangerous. Come with me! You can stay in my house for the night."

"That would be wonderful." Kikyo smiled.