Disclaimer: George's universe, I just play here.

Characters: Jaina Solo / Jacen Solo

Rated:K

Genre: Humour


"Can you hear them?"

"Yeah. What are they fighting about?"

"Oh I don't know. Star charts, hyperspace jumps, cleaning the caf machine, the auto-dim setting in the fresher; take your pick. They fought about Dad's flight logs this morning."

Jacen laughed. "Really? Why?"

"Because they can! I don't know. It's not funny Jace. I've had enough; I'd forgotten how irritating they can be. The worst part? They enjoy it! I'm really jealous of Jag, he's alone, happy and peaceful in his Craft, while I'm stuck in here listening to this," she jabbed a thumb over her shoulder in the general direction of the cockpit. "And you know-"

They were interrupted by a loud bang.

"Maybe she's finally shot him." Jacen offered, grinning.

Jaina sighed. It was alright for Jacen, he was light-years away.

"Maybe. I guess I should go check on them. I'll talk to you later." She sighed and rolled her eyes, defeated.

"Have fun!" He called, before the line went dead.