Part Nine: Pre-Wedding Jitters

"Wait wait wait - the wedding is in four days and you haven't bought a wedding dress?!"

Satine grimaced, glaring at her eldest child over her wine glass. She wondered why she had even said anything. This was supposed to be a nice dinner with the kids before the next few days of madness. Glancing at her fiance, she found him staring in shock as well. "Oh my God, not you too?"

Obi-Wan gave a nervous chuckle, taking a sip of his wine to avoid looking at her.

It shouldn't have been a shock to anyone. She hated shopping. Everyone knew it. The media had commented for years that she wore the same fifteen outfits for years, and that's how she liked it. Wasting money on clothes was a waste - she'd much rather give personal money to charity or spoil her kids then anything else.

"I'll just wear a white dress I have in my closet - I'm sure - "

"Oh my GOD!" Korkie banged his head against the table, then glanced his head upwards when Lillian copied him and giggled. He reached his hand over and tweaked her braid, earning more giggles.

Jinn rolled her eyes, setting down her fork and looking at her mother. "Mama - I thought you always say to be prepared for everything?"

A muffled snort came from both father and son, though they silenced when a glare was tossed their way. Obi-Wan bit his lip to keep from smiling, taking the pitcher near him and helping Freya refill her cup. Korkie ducked his head, focusing on eating and not laughing. He was thankful Lillian copied him - it was hard as hell to keep her at the table long enough to eat a meal, or so his parents often complained.

"Well…" Satine looked at her daughter and smiled. "Sometimes things get away from me - it's only natural. I don't particularly like shopping either."

Jinn cocked her head before accepting the explanation and nodding.

Satine had never been more thankful when her daughters began to beg her husband for stories about his younger days, and ate quietly. Internally, she was screaming.

"I need your help, please don't tell you husband."

Padmé glanced upwards from her screen to the Senator of Mandalore striding in and looking at her desperately. She touched the screen carefully, allowing it to sink into its compartment in her desk before looking at the frantic look in her friend's eyes. "...didn't you take the the next few days off, so you could prepare for the wedding?"

"I swear if you say wedding again you will summon your husband." Satine sat on the chair opposite of her friend and shoved a few Holomags at her. Wedding dress Holomags. "I need a wedding dress. In two days."

There were many things in life Padmé had never expected to happen. Being a Senator, marrying a goofy Jedi knight, the war, having her twins - but hearing that her longtime friend hadn't picked out a wedding dress yet wasn't very surprising. Yes, she knew there was a lot to do in the Senate. Mandalore was facing immense pressure to join the Republic. The Senate was trying to figure out how to pay all their debts now that the war was over -

But this was top priority at the moment.

Padmé stood, giving a smile that often made Senators a little fearful to sleep. "I'll tell my staff I'm taking the rest of the day off - and I'll comm Anakin that I'm not coming home until late tonight."

Satine had never been more terrified.

Tina: Help. Me.

Ben: Anakin is currently in a screaming match with our flower shop and Korkie.

Tina: I have tried on 20 dresses. 20. I don't care what I wear!

Ben: oh great, Freya is starting to cry - wait one second

Tina: I should just show up nude

Ben: it's midnight, I swear I will kill Anakin

Ben: or maybe our son. haven't decided yet

Tina: apparently I need more shit? WHY

Tina: let's just elope in a nudist colony. Let the Order and my Clan have a giant-ass party without us

Ben: Round 3 of the Mando'a / Jettise Wars Starts at Wedding!

Tina: I hate you. Why did you ask me to marry you?"

Ben: I can't believe you agreed

Tina: Oh god, Padmé just said I should have matching lingerie

Ben: I am so tired I don't even care

Ben: I love you - I'll have a bottle of wine open when you come home and Anakin's mouth taped shut

Tina: I love you!

"Do not get my husband drunk, do not get my son drunk, do not try illegal drugs or do anything that will put you in prison or cause Mandalore to kick Korkie off the throne."

Anakin grinned, leaning back in his seat. "Why would I do anything like that Satine?"

The hologram of Satine scowled, raising her thin eyebrows. "You get drunk after a glass of wine Anakin - I was talking to Quinlan and Cody giggling behind you."

The two men - already drunk and tripping over their feet - leaned over Anakin's shoulders from the booth behind him and grinned. The lights of the club were bright enough to make them squint, though Cody was the only one to make a coherent sentence.

"Don't - hic - worry Duchess! We'll be - oh my God, Korkie you idiot!"

Anakin turned off the comlink before he was yelled at, turning around and witnessing the Mand'alor climb onto a table and start dancing with Rex, who was laughing hysterically. He laughed, watching Garen whip out a Holorecorder and begin to film, only to have it be batted out of his hands by Bant.

Someone cranked the music higher - probably some of the clones, who were standing on chairs and loudly singing "99 beers on the wall, 99 beers!"

"My god Anakin, why did you subject me too this?"

"Because it's tradition," Quinlan chirped at the Negotiator, reaching over and snagging his drink. "You need a bachelor party - Kit, Oddball, Rex, wait - "

Obi-Wan could only thank sober Anakin had enough wits to rent the club out for the night. He really didn't need any of this being broadcasted on the 'net.

Tina: how hungover will you be for our wedding?

Ben: shut. up.

Tina: You should have faked a stomach bug to avoid a bachelor party like I did :D I had a nice, relaxing evening watching a movie and no kids - or you

Ben: you're so caring

Tina: Anakin sent me videos of you dancing on a bar table. Shirtless.

Ben: ...don't. Just...don't

Author's note: helloooo. Enjoy Obi-Wan and Satine freaking out about their wedding and everyone else having too much fun :D

Any ideas to what should happen at the wedding? A battle breaking out? Someone getting too drunk?

ii Digestive Reader ii