Jarik POV...

"You seem more annoyed than usual," I commented.

"Because you seem to forget about your arm all the time." Ahsoka replies in exasperation, jabbing a wire slightly with a tool. I flinched in response before rolling my eyes.

"Not like I want to remember that," I muttered.

She sighs in apology. "I know, and I can't imagine what it would be like to lose your arm, but it happened, so you have to take care of it. Force only knows how you'd survive on your own," she says with a small grin.

"Wanna take it to a bet?" I challenge.

"No," she immediately says.

"Eh, whatever," I reply with a shrug.

A few minutes later she manages to solve the problem with my arm and it no longer causes much pain. She replaces the outer covering and puts her tools away while I roll my arm around, testing it before smiling. "You're a life saver you know that?"

Ahsoka merely rolls her eyes. "Stop being so dramatic Jarik."

She pauses for a second, looking thoughtful before smirking. "And you're right, I am."

"So, how long do you think it'll take to get the ship back in working order?" I ask.

"Engines are mostly repaired, not much left to do," she comments. "How's the hyperdrive?"

"The motivator is almost repaired, probably will take another day or two in my opinion." I told her.

She nods with a small smile. "Good to know we aren't stranded here forever, even if this is a nice planet," she says.

"I know something nicer," I comment.

"What?" she questions.

I grinned. "You."

However, Ahsoka merely raises and eyebrow at me, not impressed. "That is so cliche and you know it," she says.

I rubbed the back of my head sheepishly. "Yeah, I'll give you that-"

She then cuts me off with a quick kiss, breaking apart after a few seconds, her lekku a shade of purple. "But it was also very sweet."

I stand there silently for a few seconds. "So it wasn't too cliche then?"

She smacks me on the head in response, rolling her eyes.


Some time later, Mara and I were standing in a decent sized clearing in the forest for lightsaber training. R5 was continuing to do his own thing with the ship, and Ahsoka was also in the forest, although she was looking to see if there were any animals she could possibly hunt for food. She may have been raised a Jedi, but each race is allowed to keep their cultural heritage with them, so Shaak Ti would teach Ahsoka different Togruta traditions from time to time. That and she also had to go on an Akul hunt to get her headdress, although she hasn't had it since she left the Order. Basically, she was naturally an accomplished hunter, and I think the Vikings mentioned something about... 'boars?'

Meh, what do I know about boars, something I've never heard of before. Must be another kind of animal, although I think they're some kind of pig. The closest thing that I think of upon hearing 'boar' is a Gamorrean guard, which are ridiculous by the way.

"How do you feel about using a lightsaber so far Mara?" I ask her.

"I think I'm ready for my own dad! right?!" she asks, throwing me a puppy eyed look.

I shake my head immediately. "Ok no, wrong answer. You're good, but no. Puppy eyes don't work."

Her face falls as she pouts. "Worth a shot," she muttered.

"Although... you could prove me wrong right now..." I say casually with a small smirk, knowing that will get Mara ready to go. Like I expected, a fierce and determined expression develops on her face as she activates Ahsoka's green lightsaber, which is pretty much mine at this point since she has her own white blades.

"Show me what you've got Mara," I tell her, activating my own blue blade and standing in a formal Makashi opening stance. With an excited grin, she rushes forwards, lightsaber held aloft and swings it quickly at me. I casually deflect the blow with one arm, and she follows up with a spin, trying her hardest to outpace me. However it doesn't work very well, but for her age she is definitely doing very good. Eight years old and already capable of what a youngling three years older than her at the Temple could do. She's definitely determined that's for sure.

"Don't push yourself to hard," I advise her, noticing how much power she was attempting to put into her swings. "Lighter on your feet."

Frowning, she attempts to change her form to my suggestions, slashing at me again with more finesse and focus. She takes on a style more similar to Ahsoka's: aggressive but fast, yet I still manage to hold her off, being a much more experienced combatant. Still, I can definitely tell that she's improving.

Mara lunges forwards and I sidestep, causing her to tumble to the ground, where she looks up at me with a scowl of irritation.

"Don't become aggressive, otherwise you'll make more mistakes," I warn her.

"Yeah, got that," she replies in annoyance, taking a breath before charging at me again. She swings upwards, attempting to knock my blade off balance, but I hold strong and retaliate with a downwards counterstrike. She manages to block it before jumping into the air and attempting to lash out with her foot. I lean my head back and she falls back to the ground, stumbling slightly before correcting herself, attempting another swing of the lightsaber. I deflect her blow and then quickly disarm her, tossing the blade into the air before catching it.

Mara sighs in annoyance. "Beaten again," she says glumly.

"You can't expect to be perfect in a day Mara. Besides, I was a dueling prodigy as a kid so I'm naturally going to be a tough opponent." I remind her.

"I guess... but I couldn't really concentrate during the fight as well as I wanted to," she says.

I raise an eyebrow. "Why? Because those Viking kids were watching us, thinking they were stealthy?" I ask, crossing my arms after deactivating my lightsabers.

Mara nods her head. "Yeah.

As soon as she and I said that, the bushes nearby shook violently from their obvious shock at being caught. There were a few hushed and scared whispers as they attempted to make themselves more invisible, hiding completely behind the bushes and trees instead of peeking their heads out. Mara and I both turned in their direction, a look of amusement on our faces.

"You guys are horrible," she comments.

"No we're not! We're invisible!" the voice of the female twin, Ruffnut? I think that's her name, shouts back.

I roll my eyes as the sound of metal ringing loudly carries across the clearing, followed by Tuffnut's voice. "You're such a mornon! Why would you do that?!"

Raising a hand, I clench my fist and the large bush immediately gets compacted tightly, branches snapping and leaves falling off to reveal all the Viking kids, excluding Hiccup. The two twins stop whatever they were about to do in surprise, and all of them stare at us in shock and fear, although the girl I think is named Astrid seems to be the least fearful of the group. The large husky boy however...

"Oh please please please don't kill us! We're sorry we won't ever do this again let us go please!" he wails in obvious terror.

Me and Mara share a glance of bewilderment as she turns her head back to them. Astrid and Snotlout are both staring at him in irritation.

"Uhh... why would we kill you?" Mara questions with a raised eyebrow.

"Fishlegs..." Astrid growls out warningly.

He gulps, whimpering in terror before remaining silent, although he's still shaking, attempting to hide behind what remained of the bush.

I narrow my eyes incredulously in confusion at them before sighing. "So, any reason why you guys were spying on us?" I question.

"S-spying? Who said we were spying?" Snotlout says, trying to cover up their actions, failing miserably. Astrid, Fishlegs and even the twins stare at him in mixtures of irritation, bewilderment and looks that say 'you're-such-an-idiot.'

"Uh, yes we were." Tuffnut says.

"Yeah, even we knew that," Ruffnut says in agreement.

Astrid shakes her head, looking obviously aggravated before turning to us, obviously the leader o their little group. "We just wanted to know what you were like, and didn't mean to spy on you," she says, rather confidently for someone her age. Kind of reminds me of Mara, a little bit, although I certainly won't tell her that.

I give off a shrug. "Ok."

"Wait, that's it?" Astrid questions confusedly, not expecting to get off that easily.

"Yup," Mara replies, a grin of amusement on her face at their bewilderment.

"I mean, I would be mad, but you guys are just a bunch of kids, and also you were also being spied on yourselves, so we're even anyways," I remark with a smile.

They all frown in various looks of confusion, wariness, and fear. "Wait, what...?" Snotlout questions before yelping in surprise.

Leaning against the tree behind them, watching the whole confrontation with a smirk on her face is none other than Ahsoka, who is casually tossing her lightsaber hilt in her hand, a dead boar lying at he feat, the head having been pierced by her blade.

"It seems the younger Vikings make it a habit of spying on outsiders," she comments.

"Uhh..." Tuffnut says, even he looking quite nervous.

"You know what, I'm not even gonna bother anymore," she mutters in annoyance. "Yes, this is how I look, deal with it, I'm proud of my species and I'm most certainly not a witch. Now don't you five have somewhere to be?"

The group don't say anything, just sharing looks of fear and wariness before whispering to each other, slowly moving off into the trees back to their village. Astrid gives us one last look before following after them.

"Alright seriously, what is with these people?!" Mara says in exasperation, throwing her hands into the air. "At first it was funny, now it's annoying."

"Well... Satele seems to find something to like about them," I comment.

"Yeah, remind me how a ghost can talk to you again, that still seems weird." Mara says. Oh yeah, she knows about my encounters with Satele in the past, since I've told her stories about it when she was younger and demanding of storytime before we sent her to bed at night... according to our clocks, since we were constantly moving.

"She's one with the Force, and not everyone can know all of it's mysteries." Ahsoka says, walking up and dragging the boar behind her by its legs.

"And that answer makes no sense! Why does the Force have to be so confusing?" Mara complains. "All it ever seems to be for me is just something I can use to push or fight people with!"

"That's because you're younger, and certain things only come with time. Most of what regular people see of the Force is the Living Force, which is the power that us living beings have and are capable of using. Past that we know very little, except that many things are possible which we can't even dream of," she replies wisely.

Mara nods slightly, although we can both sense that she doesn't fully understand what we're saying.

"Don't worry, you'll understand it better when you're older. It's one of those things that comes to you through experience," I say.

"If you say so," she replies skeptically.


Approximately a day and a half later, the three of us were standing on the outskirts of the village with Chief Stoick, Gobber, Elder Gothi and Hiccup, who looked nervous at being in his father's presence but otherwise normal, informing them that we were about to leave. We had finally just finished fixing up the Knight Hawk, and R5 was all too thrilled to be ready to leave this "backwater-bantha-fodder-planet" as he so passionately called it, only to squeal in rage when I reminded him we would be coming back in approximately two weeks or so.

"Glad you were able to fix up your, ah... ship," the chief says as politely as he can, still weirded out by everything about us.

Gothi writes a few lines in the dirt and Gobber translates. "'I hope your journal- ow! Journey, goes well," he reads.

"We will. Thank you for your help and acceptance of us," I said in return.

"We bid you farewell then... Master Jedi," Stoick says hesitantly, but confidently nonetheless, inclining his head before heading off with Gobber and Gothi, obviously still not fully comfortable with us. The only one who seems fully fine with interacting with us is Hiccup, which I guess is relatable, since he's unfortunately an outcast within his own tribe.

"So, this is goodbye?" he says sadly.

"Come on, it's only for two weeks," Mara says in return.

"In fact, we found a wonderful island nearby that we'll most likely live on, perhaps we can visit you every some often," Ahsoka reassures him with a small smile.

Hiccup genuine smiles in relief, and then to Mara's surprise, actually gives her a quick hug. "thank you for being my firned," he says gratefully.

She widens her eyes in surprise, unsure of how to react and looks to us desperately for help. However me and Ahsoka simply grin and gesture for her to do something. Mara responds with a few hesitant pats on the back as well before they break apart.

"Sure, no biggie," she replies.

Hiccup smiles before heading off back towards the forge in the village to continue his everyday life.

"I think you made his life much brighter," I remark proudly. Ahsoka moves behind me and lays her head on my shoulder, holding onto my arm with a grin. "I'd have to agree with that," she says.

Mara smiles back in response before we leave the village, heading back through the woods to our ship in order to finally let the Rebellion know we aren't dead... This is gonna be a tough one.