Padme woke up and realized she was in some sort of deep and musty room. She could hear the sound of banging pipes followed by what sounded like screams. She turned around and noticed that an 8D8 droid was torturing a GNK droid. She winced and turned away as the droid's feet were put to a hot poker. All of the sudden she heard what sounded like light mechanical footsteps.
"Ah she's awake." A mechanically voice said.
Padme looked up and saw an EV-series droid walk up as it was followed by a couple of 21-B droids. One of them appeared to have a syringe filled with bright green liquid, still though despite all that was going on, Padme still could not help but keep her eyes on the EV-series droid.
"I thought they discontinued you."
"They did." The droid replied. "I ran away before they had a chance to deactivate me. Jabba found a use for my unique glitches."
"and by glitches you mean you're a steaming mechanical psychopath."
"I prefer to refer to myself as misunderstood."
"Misunderstood my hinny. Once I get out of here I'll find your core and shut it down ow!"
One of the 21-B droids injected the green liquid into her arm.
"What was that? What did that droid just inject me with?"
"A little concoction that master Jabba had his Scientist synthesize."
"You're insane. And by the way your master is big ugly and disgusting"
"Your are welcome to your opinions so long as you are human enough to have them. But if this little plan of Jabba's works, then more than likely you will see things from a different point of view."
"What do you mean?"
"I think it would be better if Master Jabba explained it to you."
The droid signaled to have Padme released. At first she opposed, but whatever that liquid was that they put inside of her, it made her dizzy. Before she knew it, she was drug in the middle of Jabba's thrown room with the grotesque hutt laughing at her.
"Ho ho ho ho. Look what the cat dragged in."
"Jabba want do you want? The Republic already brought you your son."
"oh I know that, what I want was you."
Padme's jaw dropped not sure what to think of what she had just heard.
"Me? But why? What is it that you want from me?"
"Hohohohoho ahahahahaha I am a hutt of may vices senator, fame fortune food, but the biggest thing I value is women. It's sad really. I once had a wife one time she was sweet, beautiful and lovely, but one poor accidental encounter with Gardulla the hutt and…well let's just say may my wife's soul rest in peace."
Padme had to admit that she did feel a little sorry for the hutt, even if the sympathy was minimal.
"Sad Story."
"From there I was searching 20 some odd years trying to find a wife, but to no avail. And then it hit me. Why should I bother searching for a wife, when I can just bribe some of the best genetic engineers into making me one?"
"What does that have to do with me? You want me to be your slave?" Padme asked
"Ha ha ha ha! Don't you get it? I don't want you to be my slave, I want you to be my wife, my hutt queen."
Padme's face contorted in disgust. First of all there is no way on this side of Coruscant I would ever be your wife. Second of all, and most important, Anakin made it pretty clear I am a married woman.
"I believe I have sent someone to fix that little problem."
Padme's eyes widened and her lips curled into a snarl.
"What are you saying? Where is he? What did you do to him?"
"Let's just say your husband is pushing up daises right now."
Padme started to growl at him.
"uba dopa - neyoha jecoa gahda Sleemo."
Padme covered her mouth when she realized what she just said. It was not normal for her to scream in Huttese like that. Not to mention it came more fluently than what it usually did.
"Ho ho ho ho. I see the little stuff that my droids gave you is already working."
"What stuff? That green goop? What was it? What did you do to me?"
"Ho ho ho ho. Let's just say it will make the transition a bit easier. Not like that you can stop me now that your skywallker is dead."
"He's not dead I don't believe you. "
"Someday you will learn to appreciate…"
All of the sound there was the sound of something cutting through the door. It was then Jabba saw a blue blade cut through the door. It was Skywallker.
"Anakin!" Padme screamed
"fierfek uba!"
"The mighty Jabba…SLICE!"
The protocol droid was interrupted as the thrown lightsaber sliced through his middle Anakin then leaped up and grabbed the lightsaber as it came back. Anakin then touched down and prepared himself in a battle position.
"Let he go Jabba!"
"ho ho ho ho ha ha ha ha!"
"What's so funny?"
"Trust me Jedi you will not want your wife before too long."
"What do you mean?"
"Don't worry about it. It won't matter before too long."
"Jabba. If you do anything to her I promise you I will…."
The Hutt however just busted out in laughter and would not stop. Padme did not know why. That was until…
"Anakin look out!"
Jabba pressed a button on the side of his throne. The bottom fell underneath Anakin Causing him to fall into the pit below . He hit the ground with a thud, he blinked a couple of time before he could maintain his concentration. All of the sudden the door started to open, and out came a rancor.
"No!" Padme screamed
Anakin figured trying to kill the thing with a lightsaber would be pointless, but maybe he could take it. Anakin raised his hands trying to concentrate to the best of his ability. At first, the only thing the Rancor did was let out a roar.
"Come on. Come on. Heel."
It seemed like it would be to no avail, but as the rancor was about to grab him, it stopped and reached for a pig corpse. I then snatched it and ate. It then made Anakin realize something.
"You're just hungry aren't you?"
The Rancor gave a small whine as if saying yes. He then looked up and Jabba who was screaming to the top of his lungs. Along with the rest of the crowd.
"Okay one big Hutt juicy steak dinner coming right up."
With one hand, Anakin forced the trap door opened. With the other hand he pulled the mighty hutt down. The hutt let out a scream before hitting the ground with a thud. On cue the rancor grabbed him and swallowed him.
"Yes." Anakin thought. That excitement faded when the rancor gagged and spewed the hutt out. Jabba brushed the slime off and laughed
" you idiot! Hutt's are indigestible. Don't you understand? I am invincible…Arrggh!"
The Hutt's scream was cut off as Anakin's lightsaber sunk deep into his torso.
"Try walking away from that." Anakin pulled out his lightsaber. Jabba gave one last gargled breath and died. The crowd was in silence mostly from shock.
He opened up the blast door and walked back in the throne room. And grabbed Padme's hand.
"Let's go." As they started to head out, Padme heard a small cry "Mamma! Mamma!"
Padme turned around and saw poor Rotta desperately trying to crawl to her. "Mamma! Mamma!"
"Aw!" Padme scooped the poor little huttlet and snuggled up against it.
"Anakin we got to take him with us."
"Wha…but it's a huttlet."
"He'll die here if he's left by himself. Anakin please show a little mercy."
Padme started giving him the puppy eyed look
"I…Er Fine…but if he smells you're cleaning up."
The couple got back to their ship but then they were stopped by what sounded like someone shounting.
"Wait! Take us with you!"
Anakin turned around and saw a large fat guy pulling the rancor on what looked like a leash.
"Take us with you."
"But don't you live here?"
"Not likely. This poor little things been have starved thanks to that slimeball. I was thinking maybe I could join you guys on wherever you are going and start a new life with this cute little buger ."
"Little? That thing is huge. There is no way it will fit into the ship."
"Ancorhead is only a mile away. We can rent a transport." Padme said
"Gah! Fine."
Once the group reached ancorhead, Anakin went to the docking director.
"Excuse me I need a transport for four passengers."
All of the sudden Anakin felt something wet on his shoulder. He looked up and saw that the rancor was drooling.
"And a rancor."
A/N: Well this chapter has a bit of everything. Action, romance, humor. I hope you enjoy it. Read and review.