A/N: Yes, I know I take a long time for such short chapters, but I was spending time on finals this week, so chapters should come quicker than before.
Photographer's Log: 79
I didn't want take forever to get to this lake house again, so I made a risky move and spent the night here. Don't worry; I didn't do anything stupid like sleep in one of her many guest rooms (not that she'd notice); I just pulled out a blanket in pillow and slept in the closet. It's actually very roomy in there.
This morning, I realized I had forgotten to pack food, but there's no way I'm leaving right now! So, I had to sneak some Neonan red cheese from the kitchen. I tried to get a piece right after they ate. I snuck into the kitchen and just as I was about touch it I heard a voice.
"Hey, who are you. What are you doing here?"
I turned around; it was Skywalker! Crap! I'd been caught! I stuttered for a minute, but I quickly came up with a brilliant idea. I grabbed the hat that was on the counter.
"I'm the chef." I responded.
"Chef? I thought she had a droid do all the cooking." He glared at me.
"Well, someone has to make sure the droid gets the order right and make sure the droid is working properly!" I told him.
"Oh, I see, carry on." He said as he walked away. PHEW! I thought I could never get that past a Jedi. Then again, he's been distracted by his Lolita recently. Speaking of which, this afternoon my front page news went out for a little picnic. But, these kids couldn't think of any place safer to eat than in a field of giant wild boars. Darn, it was so hard to take a picture without a humongous pig stepping on you! I nearly got trampled to death! I think I have a permanent scar on my face. They rolled around in the grass a bit, but still no kiss! C'mon, I'm dying here! What happened to that make out session from yesterday?
For dinner, the Senator changed into this smoking hot black dress. Ay Chihuahua, Mammacita! That Jedi totally wanted her; he was flirting with her all night. He even said his master's going to be very grumpy when he used the force to feed her an apple. Grumpy? More like all-out ticked! They sat on the couch near the fireplace, and he drew in for another kiss. However, she drew away. Dang it all! I was so close! Then they got into this argument about how it couldn't be that way. Hm, maybe she would have convinced him if she had put on a bra this morning. Oh, but wait, I think the Chancellor put a tariff on undergarments which everyone disapproves, so a lot of the Senate is boycotting underwear. Overall, they called it a night and I still didn't get a kiss shot. I didn't get hundreds of romantic pics though. Dang it, I will intentionally make them bump head or something tomorrow.