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Luke's weekend was pretty miserable. On Saturday, he'd gone to Toshi's station with Mark, and then had gone to the comic book store to pick up some new comics. As he and Mark were delving into their new comic books in a nearby coffee shop, Jabba Hutt had come in with a slutty cheerleader. Jabba had to twist sideways to fit in through the door, gabbing to the cheerleader the entire time.

"Oh, I'd better leave," he said loudly enough for the entire shop to hear after spotting Luke. "I wouldn't want Skywalker to puke all over me."

Mark just stared after him. "Luke, did you notice that he has the cheerleader handcuffed to him? What, are they into bondage? I hope Marilou isn't into that." Mark had a huge crush on Leia's friend Marilou.

Luke just shrunk down into his seat in embarrassment. Mark, noticing his friend's discomfort, just smiled and nudged him. "It's okay, Luke. He doesn't matter. Just take a deep breath."

"But it does matter," Luke said quietly. "If he isn't picking on me, Mark, he'll be picking on someone else."

"Everyone knows he's a bully, Luke. Nobody likes him! Can you imagine how he's going to turn out twenty years from now? He'll be sitting in a basement, too heavy to move, with a girl chained to him for sex. That isn't a productive lifestyle."

Luke had to agree, but Mark wasn't the one being bullied.

Sunday wasn't much better. Luke and Leia woke up around eight in the morning to find that Han Solo was outside, spraying a hose on their sidewalks.

"Han what're you doing?" Leia yawned, going out to investigate in her pink bathrobe. Thank God he wasn't making a lot of noise; Darth was probably going to follow through with his threat to place him in a chokehold one of these days.

"Oh, someone doodled all over your sidewalks with chalk. I'm washing them for you, Leia."

"Doodled, how?"

"Oh, just wrote stuff about how your brother is a baby and a wimp."

"You really want to make me happy?" Leia asked him. "Go to Jabba's house and write on his sidewalk that he's a big ugly cow with no morals."

"How do you know it was Jabba?"

Leia explained to him about Jabba bullying Luke.

"Well." Han turned off the hose and straightened up, rocking back on his heels. "It seems to me that this gentleman deserves a taste of his own medicine."

"How?" asked Leia, a twinkle developing in her eye. This was beginning to be the one conversation she was glad to be having with Han Solo.

"I don't know. Give me a few days to think of an idea."

Darth had to go into the office on Sunday afternoon to fill out some report. He went, but he griped and threatened the entire way there. Luke went along because he didn't have anything else to do, and he wanted to see his father's new office.

"Young Master Luke! Oh, I haven't seen you since you were a little human!" C3PO, his father's droid assistant, greeted Luke as he walked into his father's office.

"Hi, Threepio," Luke smiled. "Hi, Artoo," he added as R2D2 beeped out a greeting.

Yoh Da, the CEO of RebelCorp, was already in Darth's office working on a report. He stood up when Darth entered the office, and eyed Luke at once. "So, young Luke, this is?" he asked Darth. Yoh Da was very short, had skin so pale it had a greenish tint to it, and big ears. He wore a nondescript gray suit.

"Yes, this is Lukey. Lukey, meet Yoh Da."

"Hello, Mr. Da," Luke greeted him.

Yoh Da took one of Luke's hands. "Very uncomfortable, you are," he noted shyly. "Something stressful in your life, you have?" Luke, amazed that he knew all of this information just from holding Luke's hand, nodded miserably.

"Meditation, you need!" Yoh Da declared. "To my office, we go, to do meditation. Darth, Luke and I, in my office we will be."

"Fine," Darth growled as he examined the report his boss had been working on.

Luke was lying on a yoga mat in Yoh Da's office. He was simply lying on his back, eyes closed, breathing deeply.

Yoh Da said that the point of meditation was to clear everything out of your mind and just focus on your own self. He also kept mentioning something called "the Force."

"What's that?" Luke had asked him as he lie down.

"The Force, very important it is! All of the energies in the universe, combine to build the Force they do. Use the Force, you can, if you learn to control it." He went on and on about the Force, as if it were some special power. He also noted that both Luke and his father were very strong with "the Force."

Whatever. All Luke wanted to do was relax.

Luke stretched out on the mat and took some deep breaths. He felt his breath entering and exiting his body, just as Yoh Da was instructing him to do. Now, he was pushing all of his thoughts out of his mind, concentrating on being at one with his own body.

Luke felt himself going into a light sleep. For a couple of moments, he concentrated on moving his mind into an abyss of nothingness. Yoh Da was right; this was very relaxing! Why hadn't he done this before?

"Just as I predicted, young Luke, strong with the Force, you are!" Yoh Da cried.

As soon as he heard Yoh Da's voice, Luke felt himself slam against the yoga mat. Not hard; only as if he'd been dropped an inch or two out of the air.

Luke sat up, looked around, and then stared at Yoh Da. "Did I…did I just…lift up into the air?" he choked out.

Yoh Da just chuckled. "Strong with the Force, you are," he repeated, smiling.

"What else can this Force do, Mr. Da?"

"Young Luke, telekenesis this is not. A state of mind, the Force is. Perfected with years of meditation, it must be."

"Can I meditate with you more often?"

"Talk to your father, I will, and we will see."

Darth eventually finished his report, and grumbled to his boss that this was counting as an hour of his 40-hour workweek. Luke said goodbye to Yoh Da and then went home with his father. He found Leia in her room.

"Dad's new boss taught me how to meditate," he told his sister. "It makes me calmer. I don't want this Jabba Hutt thing to get to me, but I still want him to get a taste of his own medicine."

"Han is working on it," Leia told her brother.

"Han is working on it?"

"Believe me, Luke, he's on a mission. You'll get even soon enough!"

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