A/N: I'm finally updating this! I know haven't spent as much time on this story as I do my other fan fics. But that doesn't mean I haven't been thinking about it. I came up with a pretty good way to end it and make it tie in with ESB (BTW: In case anybody was wondering, this story takes place right after ANH). Now it's just the middle part I have to worry about, which would explain why I haven't updated in a while.

The Force will be with you, always.

Master Evenstar

Disclaimer: I don't own Star Wars. I'm still in denial, though.

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5. Run into him and knock him over yelling, "The sporks are coming! The sporks are coming!"

Ariadne yawned and took another sip of Red Bull. She already wasn't a morning person. But this morning, she had been up since 530 hours scrubbing toilets with Omi in the detention block (which probably hadn't been cleaned since the start of the Empire).

Today's task included running and screaming, which was something she was normally good at, especially when fueled on caffeine. She drained the rest of the can in one gulp, then went off in search of Vader.

She found him on the main deck yelling at some new recruits for failing yet again for failing to find the Rebel base. Feeling the caffeine coursing through her veins, she backed up and started running.

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Vader looked up just in time to see Commander Ayortha sprinting toward him and leap, sending them both crashing to the ground. He looked up at her in shock. He had no idea that such a petite young woman had so much strength.

"Uhh, Commander Ayortha," he said once he found his voice and his breather returned to normal speed. "What are you doing?"

"Guess what Vader!" she said in an excited voice. "The sporks are coming!"

"The what?"

"The sporks! They're coming! Maybe they'll make me their queen! Do you think I'd make a good spork queen?"

Vader blinked up at her, then turned to the soldiers he had just been yelling at and said, "Peeks, Macmillan, would you please escort Commander Ayotha to the infirmary, and have the medical droids examine her mental health?"

It had been a long time since Vader had so much as chuckled, but he couldn't help but double over laughing as he watched Commander Ayortha being dragged screaming that her head was just fine.

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Well, was this chapter worth the wait? Review, and I'll be a very happy author! I go back to school in 11 days :P. But keep reviewing and I'll try to keep writing!

XOXOXOX,

Master Evenstar