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Babysitting

Threepio was about to start the ninth verse of the song, oblivious to the twins, who were occasionally cringing.

"Solo!

What a man, Solo!

He's every Princess's drea-"

Once again, he was interrupted by Jaina.

"If Daddy's a King, does that mean I'm a Princess just like my Mommy?"

Threepio sighed. "He's not a King! It was a mistake! Your great great grandfather was hanged for impersonating the King!"

"Hanged?"

"Never mind. Besides Jaina, the only planet you could have been Princess of was blown up by Grand Moff Wilhuff Tarkin."

"Wilhuff?" cried the twins, delighted that the name was so odd. Then their faces fell.

"Blown up?" asked Jacen, his chin started trembling.

"I've told you about the destruction of Alderaan before," said Threepio. "Your mother lost everything and everyone she held dear to her in that explosion."

Jaina looked at him curiously. "Even Daddy?"

"Well, at that point she didn't really hold him dear to her."

"What? They didn't like each other?"

"Well there were a few problems with garbage," admitted Threepio. "And a lot of name calling, and your father couldn't learn to take orders."

"Dad never learned to take orders," agreed Jacen, nodding his head.

"Anyway!" said Threepio enthusiastically, "On with the song!"

At that point there was a loud bang as the door of the cargo hold slid open.

Dengar walked in. He was a tall, broad man with bandages covering part of his head. Ironically enough, he was about to save the twins from another hour of song. He shuffled over and pressed the button on C-3P0's back to switch him off.

"Hey!" cried Jaina, "We were talking to him!" She said this, even though she knew full well that Dengar had saved her ears from an indescribable torture.

He lifted her up by the scruff of the neck. "Look here you little twirp! We're about to take off so you better not be disturbin' us, or I might be forced to chuck you out the air lock!"

Jaina grinned. "You're a lot like Daddy!" When Han was in a bad mood he had often threatened to throw the twins, Chewie and on a rare occasion, Leia out the air lock of the Falcon.

Dengar, insulted at being compared to Solo, dropped Jaina on the floor.

She started crying.

Jacen sensing his sisters pain, also burst into tears.

Dengar swore violently, and these words were quickly picked up by the crying twins.

He tried everything from patting them on the head to clamping his hand over their mouths (they bit his fingers). He even tried singing, though after an hour of listening to Threepio's own composition, this only made them cry harder.

It was then Dengar heard a cold, cruel laugh behind him. He spun round to face the man who was cloaked in shadows.

"I never thought I'd see the day when the great Dengar would be babysitting." The mysterious man laughed again.

"You try it then!" said Dengar exasperatedly. "It's not as easy as it looks you know!"

The man sighed and shook his head. "Get outta the way."

He drew a blaster and set it for 'stun'. Then he pulled the trigger twice. One shot hit Jaina, the other, Jacen. They collapsed limply, unconscious on the floor.

"You can't go easy on kids Dengar. They're twice as dangerous as adults."

Dengar sighed and stalked out of the cargo hold. He was distinctly heard saying, "No bounty is worth this!"

A.N. Once again this was meant to be the start of a chapter, but it grew too long. So now we're gonna have two chapters!

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