XII. The Heart Bleeds the Hardest

Bill grabbed a large tree branch that just happened to be laying on the walkway next to him, much as conveniently placed as that chair from the last chapter was. Holding the branch at ready, he glared at Boba.

"Come and get some."

Fett burst out laughing at the stupidity and general lameness of the taunt and shot Bill with a dart.

"By tomorrow, he'll have forgotten everything. You, however..." Boba stood back and crossed his arms, looking Mill up and down. "You, my dear, could be useful. If you're not in love with bill, he will be inconsolably heartbroken." Fett nodded. "I'm liking this."

"BOBA!" Momo had just happened upon the scene. "As much as I would love to see that wretched slave suffer, you are not to toy with them! Love is a complicated enough business as it is, without you and your...drugging making it worse!"

"But, Momo, my darts might not work on feelings as strong as--"

"Stop making excuses! You will shoot my sister now!"

'Boba sighed, defeated. "If that's what you really want..." He turned to face Mill. "'Night."

"Boba--" She dropped to the floor, unconscious.

"Now drag them back to their huts. March!"

"Dictator..." he muttered.

-

"Hey, Your Lordship. 'Sup?" Bill greeted Boba is his usual silly matter. It seemed that the Twi'lek had no clue what had happened yesterday. That wouldn't last long. All that had to happen was him entering living room...

"Wow. What happened here?" The room was covered in green vines spattered irregularly with small pink flowers.

"Bill, it's not what it--"

"Hey, I found a little card! Why is there a drawing of you and Mill?"

"Bill, don't open it! Don't--"

"Dear Boba, I love you! I hope you know that! I'm going to prove it to you! Love, Mill. P.S. The Wookiees said the flowers mean 'undying love.' P.P.S. I don't mind that you drugged me. It's cute."

"Bill...Bill?" The Twi'lek was standing frozen, shocked, the note fluttering out of his grasp to land softly on the floor.

"Bill, it--it happened yesterday. I tried drugging you both, but her emotions...they interfered with the sedative. Bill, I'm sorry. Bill? Are you conscious?"

Bill blinked several times. His mouth scrunched into a short line. His eyes narrowed.

"I'm gonna kill you!" Boba drew his blaster. "Go ahead! Shoot me!" The Twi'lek launched himself at Fett, battering him with punches until he realized the armor was protecting him. Fett grabbed him by the shoulders and threw him to the ground.

"Oh, Mill! Why? Woman, thou art cruel!" Bill cried out as he held his bruised hands and curled up on the floor.

"Oh, go get yourself a drink!" Boba said, disgusted. As he watched Bill limp towards the kitchen, he had a stroke of genius...

Well, at least I updated quicker this time. Please review!

Boba: Or else!

Me: What have I told you about threatening reviewers?

Boba: ...

Me: That's better.