Pit of Carkoon: Neva Kee sat at the edge of the pit in contemplation with his favorite apple. Keira was pacing nervously behind him as she snapped up her blaster every time a tentacle got near. But the tentacles were mainly moving around listlessly as the Sarlacc was writhing in agony.

"I-how-why," began Keira flabbergasted as she looked down into the pit with worry.

"He'll be fine," Neva assured her while taking a chunk from the apple. "He's done this before."

Keira's eyebrows furled at that. "So why would he still sink his shot in there?"

"The thrill I suspect," figured the diplomat. The Sarlacc was now convulsing with the equivalent of dry heaves.

"Here it comes," said Neva Kee bolting off as Keira took one last look and ran off as well as the Sarlacc upchucked its previous week's meals in a flood of gastric juices that covered the entire area as a golf ball hurtled out of it's mouth. The rain of puke fell all over Neva and Keira as Zoda hurtled out and crashed into the sand. Keira and Neva Kee looked at the Jedi as he grinned maniacally before dropping his club into the sand. Keira then took one look at the gunk all over her and ran off to hurl behind the golf cart as Neva Kee looked at the Jedi darkly.

"I'm still penalizing you a stroke," he declared and walked off to find his scorecard. The Jedi grinned before wincing and pulling an orb with various objects on it that looked like test tube stoppers out of his robe.

"The hell is this?" he said bewildered before throwing it up into the air and blasting it away with the Force where it trailed off into the distance.

"What was that?" asked Neva as Zoda piled back into the cart.

"I don't know," said the Jedi shrugging. "But it doesn't really matter so let's keep going."

"If you say so…," said Neva doubtful. They both knew that object would come to bite them later but they were willing to put it aside for now.

"So where's our next destination?" asked Keira looking at the mirror in her compact.

"The town of Mos Mos," said Neva. Keira looked at him in disbelief.

"They called it Mos Mos?" she asked bewildered before rolling her eyes. "Oh that's original."

"Well they were going to call it Mos Def but the name was taken," Zoda stated as the cart rumbled along the ground to a city barely visible in the distance.

"So what's the deal with this city?" asked Keira curious. Zoda rummaged around in the glove compartment before producing a brochure.

"Home of Tatooine University," the Jedi answered. "It's state of the art too or as state of the art as this place can get."

"What do they teach?" asked Keira curious leafing through it.

"Oh the basics really, political science, law, business…," began Zoda nonchalantly.

"Moisture farming, self-defense in the event of Tusken attacks, light and heavy weaponry operation," Neva Kee added with a chuckle. Zoda nodded.

"That was a very good class," he stated pointing at the diplomat defensively. Neva Kee nodded lightly at that.

"Must've been since you took out the whole western wall of the university for your final exam thereby ruining my Tatooine bar exam at the same time," the diplomat groaned as his head slumped down onto the wheel. Keira was still leafing through the leaflet only half listening to them and another one of their countless tales of urban destruction.

"Guess that explains the new addition," she commented offhand still looking through the leaflet. An abrupt silence from up front caused Keira to look straight past the rim of her sunglasses and out at the dunes with a sense that something was immediately amiss.

"…New addition?" asked Zoda perplexed.

Keira's head dropped into her hands.

Trial: "That new addition was built over a hundred years ago!" shouted IG-24. Zoda rolled his eyes.

"So we haven't been here in awhile. So sue-," began Zoda when Neva Kee slapped him and the Jedi realized what he'd been about to say and clamped his hands over his mouth.

"Besides," said Zoda innocently whistling trying to change the subject. "How long has the Dowager Queen been stuck out there?"

Neva slapped him again as IG-24 brought down his arm and snapped their table in two.

"Moving on," said Neva Kee also whistling nervously.

Tatooine University: Two golf balls whistled through the air and demolished the gym. The student body, basically consisting of one class of twenty students, poured out of the university including one in the equivalent of a Hawaiian getup with a packed straw suitcase and folded up lounge chair. From the dust Neva Kee and Zoda became visible with their golf cart.

"Howdy boys," said the Professor Layton walking up to them. "Well, vaya con dios!"

He then tore off out of there as Zoda collapsed onto the sand in spasms as Neva Kee thought about slamming his head against the side of the cart before realizing the gesture was pointless.

"Come class, let's resume our learning," he said motioning to the class to follow him back into the building. The class looked at the distant form of Professor Layton before following the short blue alien back into the building. Keira watched them go before standing next to Zoda's now motionless body.

"Do I even want to know?" she asked. Zoda's head shook once from side to side, still face down in the sand.

"Figures," said Keira before she produced a toothpick and chewed on it thoughtfully before walking into the building leaving the Jedi Knight alone with his thoughts.

Classroom: Zoda sat off to the side visibly annoyed as Neva Kee stood on top of the desk in some chancellor robes and hat that he'd managed to procure from somewhere that also conveniently fit him. Keira was sitting in the back cleaning out her laser pistols.

"Hello class I am Chancellor Kee," said the diplomat. "I'm fully accredited and ran this place back when it was at it's height of 30,000 students."

Keira whistled at that as the students were likewise impressed and at a loss.

"But that was…," began one of the students whose mouth was gaping wide open.

"When water still flowed freely on this planet," Zoda grumbled to himself.

"A long time ago," Neva Kee agreed. "So you probably shouldn't wrap your mind around it, it'll hurt. Long story short I'm in charge and Zoda's teaching the class."

He then bolted out the door clasping his hand onto his hat and vanished from the room as Zoda reluctantly moved to the desk from his spot while Keira leaned to the student next to her.

"I understand this place having so many students but…," she began.

"This place hasn't had that many students or water in a very long time," was all the student was willing to admit to as the sound of a lightsaber igniting was heard.

"A whooping stick is too primitive for me so I chose to trade up," said the Jedi swinging it around. "So believe me that when I say shut up you'd better shut up!"

The gulps of twenty students were heard as Keira quickly gathered her stuff and fled the room.

Office: Neva Kee was adjusting a photo on the wall when Keira knocked on the door.

"Knock, knock," she stated lightly rapping on the door. Neva turned to look at her and then returned his attention to the painting.

"Oh hey Kay, c'mon in," he said amicably. "How was the class?"

"It was good," she agreed. "Until Zoda started swinging his lightsaber around."

Neva chuckled. "Ah give it time, soon he and that class will be on the same page."

Zoda ran past the open window being chased by his angry class who had rulers and chairs.

"Oh I should think so," said Keira watching them race around the courtyard. Neva Kee was finally satisfied with the painting and spun around and dropped into his plush leather chair.

"So what's on your mind?" he asked putting on some glasses and looking through the school's financial reports.

"Not much," Keira said taking a seat as the diplomat produced a pitcher of water. "Except, what're we doing here?"

Neva Kee blinked and then raised the muscle above his right eye. Keira groaned.

"I'm not here to wax nostalgic about our place in the universe," she declared crossing her arms. The diplomat chuckled as he filed some papers.

"We're just here while Professor Layton takes a two week vacation," explained Enkidu. "We kind of promised him that if we ever destroyed another part of the university while he was teaching, we'd take over for a bit."

Keira nodded, that wasn't what she'd come in here to discuss but she wasn't sure how to bring it up. Zoda now ran the other way past the window being pelted by food from the student body.

"Some things just don't change do they?" said the blue alien watching the Jedi go as he took a watering can and lightly watered some small plants on the windowsill. Oddly enough that was the entry Keira had been looking for to the point that she wondered if the diplomat hadn't been able to read her mind.

"No I guess not," she agreed before asking tentatively. "So how long have you two been traveling together for?"

Neva chuckled knowingly at that. "Way too long."

Keira nodded as she poured herself a drink and slowly took a stirring straw and moved the water around in her cup. Neva for his part produced a pair of garden sheers and looked over the Bonsai trees deciding where to prune. The sound of lightsaber blades igniting was heard as Zoda stood his ground and began cutting items in half that were thrown at him.

"How long?" she repeated. Neva Kee made his cut and turned to look at her.

"Is it important?" he asked, his thoughts behind that statement unknown to her. Keira shrugged.

"It's just with every story I hear you guys tell, it just drives home the point that I really don't know anything about you," said Keira a little helpless. Neva Kee made a sour expression at that.

"Ah we're not worth it," he decided brushing off her concerns. "Besides, I thought you weren't here to wax nostalgic."

"No but…," began Keira as Zoda and his students ran from a herd of wild dewbacks. Neva Kee nodded his head.

"Everything has it's time," he said cryptically. Zoda's students now rode bareback on the dewbacks as Zoda pulled up alongside the window on his steed.

"Hey Zoda," said Neva Kee hopping up onto the windowsill. "Got a new pet I see."

Zoda patted the dewback's side affectionately before producing a fedora and placing it on his head. "We'll see. So Short Round how 'bout we go raiding for the lost ark?"

"Maybe later Indy," said Neva with a smirk. Zoda shook his head.

"Your loss," he said before turning to Keira. "What about you Marion?"

"Who?"

"Forget it," said Zoda as he slammed his foot against the dewback's hide and off he rode with his class into the sunset. "Yee-haw!"

Neva Kee and Keira watched them go.

"So what exactly was that a reference to?" asked Keira bewildered. Neva Kee looked at her.

"Well maybe the truth starts here, one piece at a time," he decided. "Doctor Henry Jones Junior was…"

Elsewhere: The ball Zoda had launched earlier hit the ground and began rolling collecting dirt and whatever else it came into contact with.

Trial: "And you are qualified to be teaching?" asked the Judge doubtful. Zoda nodded as he lazily lifted his hands.

"Strange but true," the Jedi said lightly. The Judge shot a glance at Neva who gave a brief nod of his head.

"And the ball?" asked the IG-24. Neva Kee nodded in humility.

"Yeah I'll admit that we did have foreknowledge of what that ball was capable of," he began to the Judge's surprise.

"HA HA!" shouted IG-24 triumphant standing up from behind his demolished desk. Neva shot him a look.

"But we didn't make the connection to that particular ball until it was too late," the diplomat continued. IG-24 looked at him in what the diplomat only assumed was doubtfulness.

"It's true," he repeated in their defense. IG-24's sensors rolled at that.

"Of course it is," he said doubtful. Neva Kee shot him a look akin to a teacher lecturing a student.

"When you've lived as long as I have you'll realize that reality doesn't care if you believe it or not," he stated crossing his arms. "To continue…"

Tatooine U: Zoda and his students were looking at a mass of heavily rusted metal barely hovering above the ground.

"What is it?" asked one of the students poking the wreckage with a stick as part of it fell off and hit the ground startling the class. At this point Neva and Keira showed up to see what the commotion was all about.

"The hell," said Keira bewildered looking at the thing. Neva Kee walked underneath the floating ball of wreckage and picked up a piece of rusted metal that immediately disintegrated in his hands.

"Holy rusted metal Batman," he stated at a loss. "What have you done this time Zoda?"

Zoda turned to face them with an intent look on his face.

"What I have done is create a project for this class to do," he stated wiping his hands. "This is a former podracer and we are going to restore it to pristine glory and enter into the Boonta Eve."

The Jedi produced a rolled up poster and unfurled it before letting it drift into the wind over to the diplomat. The blue alien looked at the poster which had the newly constructed podrace arena in the center of the picture as rays of light and podracer flew out of it. On the bottom the words: 'First every Boonta Eve Classic!' was emblazoned on it along with the date and time as a podrace pilot was shown on the right while crowds cheered him on the left. Neva Kee rolled up the poster and then shook it in his hand to emphasize his following point.

"What kind of scam are you running this time?" he demanded. Zoda blinked at him curiously.

"No scam," he said lightly shaking his head. "It's just to obtain funds for a scientific experiment I plan on running."

"Oh," said Neva Kee before it hit him. "Wait! What sort of-."

"So how 'bout it kiddies?" said Zoda asking his class expectantly. The class looked at the wreckage once more.

"How much?" they all demanded in unison. Zoda looked at them curiously.

"Extra credit?" he asked. "Well it's for a grade not…"

The class shook their heads. "Percent of the earnings."

Zoda's eyes widened and his jaw dropped.

"Now wait just a minute!" he said as a massive argument broke out between him and the student body over that idea. Neva shook his head and headed back in with Keira in tow.

"This…," she began.

"…Is a great idea by Zoda to give his students some practical hands on experience with fixing things, knowledge any budding moisture farmer should know," responded the diplomat cutting her off. "Besides, it doesn't involve me for a change and that's good enough for me."

Trial: "But of course you did get involved," stated IG-24.

"Unfortunately," the diplomat agreed sighing. "Unfortunately."

"So the next chapter with the Boonta Eve ends badly?" asked the Judge also sighing.

"I wouldn't say that," chimed in a voice from the crowd. Everyone turned to see Zobba squirm up to the front of the audience.

"Oh right," said Zoda recalling what happened. "Because next chapter: Enter the Hutt."

Zobba flashed them a double thumb's up as both the aliens on the stand shuddered.