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Mr. Lucas, I came into your world and brought J.K. along to have fun. For free even.
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When I came back, I had to do secretly a reparo to get everything in working order, remove some explosives from my engines, and place them on an orange Pod that looked pretty fast. I guess I am ready to win a race.
2 It is fun being a kid… NOT!
Hey! That orange Pod is Sebulba's! Now I don't have to feel guilty for planting those explosives on it. He was the only one that I made mad at me, so it was easy to see who messed my Pod up. A small cutting spell on a fuel line made certain that he will go out with a bang… a big bang.
Being a newbie, I had to start on the back row, not that I minded it, after all, I promised to give Sebulba a head start. Now, my gear, it was nothing like it was from the movies, in the movie he wore a helmet and goggles like the car racers on Earth wore in the fifties.
My helmet is state of the art, complete with a visor and a HUD display, it showed the intel of my Pod and a mini-map of the region of the race track. My Pod you ask? Instead of an open convertible, my Pod was closed, that was the only demand Mother made. Her boy must be safe in his Pod. It was fine by me though, I have Airco in my Pod, so I am better off than those guys, who are sitting in a Pod with two hot engines beside them.
The start was hilarious, Sebulba was in pole position when the start sign was given. He went off full throttle, just before the first bend, he activated his explosives. Two of his four engines went up with a bang. It stopped him dead in the sand, the ones behind him could not avoid him and crashed into his Pod, shoving him aside, three more bumped into Sebulba before the rest passed him by. The fuel line I cut burst open and leaked on the hot engine, which caused another big bang. It left the poor lad with a bunch of scraps. Meh, too bad, I did a roadrunner Beep, Beep when I passed him safely.
The other racers are not exactly chivalrous either, Mr. Lucas took his inspiration from the Ben Hur movie, instead of horse chariots, so now we have Pods with two badass engines, playing bumper cars. I never raced before, but I have experience in driving my car through Paris and Rome. Believe me, you have to got steel balls to drive in those cities as a tourist. The moment they notice your license plate is from another country, all gloves are off, and you are the mouse the local cats play with.
That experience helped me to pass the bullies, the first one I needed to pass was the worst, he knew I am the last one, with my passing him will cause him to lose his sponsors, so he did every dirty trick in the book to keep me behind. In the end, I cut him off in a bend of the track, like those Parisians love to do, and pushed him into the decor. The second and third ended the same way, no that is not playing dirty, ask any citizen from Paris or Rome, they will tell you it is normal practice.
I don't know if it was the Force that was guiding me or my own talent… I vote for the talent, but driving this Pod is easy, Watto will make a killing if he buys the scrap. I made certain different parts of those Pods get damaged. I can make at least three good ones from them… four if I pass the next ones.
I bet this is the first race with so few reaching the finish line, I ended first with a big lead to the second one, the third one just managed to get his Pod over the finish line before his engines gave up. I'll bet that will make Watto happy… he looks happy though.
Watto floated to me: "You made me a lot of Pegats, brat. I even took a risk and bet your Mother and you against Sebulba's Twi'leks, he proposed the bet himself. Now, get my prize money, and bring it to me."
That mother fucker! I don't get shit? That fat Doxy is claiming my hard-earned prize money? That blue mini-blimp even had the nerve to bet me and Mum for two Twi'leks? Oh, he is going to pay for that!
Xxxxx
We ended up with two Twi'leks in our home, twins, which made them worth double, Aola Fenn and Shiri Fenn. Both are hotties, the downside? I have to bunk with Mum. The next day, we made two single beds to accommodate them both. Compared to living with Sebulba, bunking with us made them think they landed in heaven. Sebulba may have looked like a crossover between a goat and a dog, but he was as horny as the two combined.
Mother damped their enthusiasm: "Sorry girls, but I expect that Watto will sell you sooner or later. Even when you show how skilled you are, it will just raise your worth."
Aola desperately asked: "What can we do to stay here? Getting sold to someone like Sebulba is the worst."
Mother shrugged: "I can't think of something unless you both are skilled mechanics, there is nothing stopping Watto from selling you. He only sees Pegats, and loves to bet on Pod races."
Shiri jumped in: "We helped Sebulba tinker his Pod! We can be mechanics, Smi! Please give us a chance!"
Mum sighed: "That is not up to me to decide, girls, I am just a slave too. I'll speak with Watto to give you a chance. But remember, as Twi'leks you are worth a lot of Pegats, you better be good mechanics to top that."
I commented: "We will help with that. I am pissed at Watto for betting on us at that Pod race. Girls, if you can keep a secret, then you are welcome to stay. It requires a contract though."
Yeah, you think I am thinking with my wiener here? No, I need to train my Magic and Force and need to pull one over at the blue mini-blimp. That is a poor excuse you think? Alright, they are nice eye candy, and living in close quarters, they showed a lot of candy to me. I am seven and a half, eye candy is all I got from it. I let the girls sign a small contract, enough to let them stop spilling my secrets.
Xxxxx
Mum and I cornered Watto, Mum said: "Watto, you won big with those Twi'leks, they are skilled mechanics, as it is now, Ani and I can hardly keep up with the demands from Jabba. The other clients are going somewhere else right now. What if Jabba suddenly decided to take his business elsewhere? Can we give those Twi'leks a chance to prove themselves?"
Watto looked suspicious at us: "What is the catch? I know there is a catch somewhere in that speech."
I answered: "The catch is that we have less work to do, and you have more work done. If Sebulba let them work on his Pods then they are very good at it."
To be honest, I doubt they worked on Sebulba's Pod, Shiri might have told a small lie for a chance to stay here. Bunking with a mother and a small kid reduces the risk to get shagged every twenty minutes.
Watto looked at the both of us: "Fine, I will give them a month, I am planning to wait that long to see what offers I get for them."
Now we have to prove to Watto that keeping them was better than selling them. I sped up my tempo, the girls did not lie to us and were quite skilled, combined, our repairs tripled overnight. The first time the girls saw me do Magic they gasped.
Aola whispered: "You are using the Force! When they find out about it they will come for you! They told us stories about children being taken away from their mothers in Ryloth."
I nodded: "That is why I asked you to sign those contracts. With my use of the Force, we can repair enough to convince Watto to keep you here."
Double Hug! Titties in my face, left and right! Seven years too bloody soon to get something out of it… Crap. Well, I got something out of it, they shared a sonic shower with me, to save the costs of course. Mum got a reward too, Shiri waited until I was asleep and gave Mum some happy times, she was skilled at it, the screams from Mum woke me up.
Aola got in my bed and said: "Calm down, little Jedi, Shiri is thanking Smi for letting us stay here. Those are happy screams you know."
I commented: "I am not seven anymore you know, I am almost eight! I know that Mum is ticklish and screams when you tickle her too much."
Aola sighed: "You are right, let's keep it at tickling, little Jedi."
I hugged Aola and snuggled my head between her tits and said: "Yea, let's keep it at tickling." I silenced Mum's room and fell asleep with a smile on my face.
Shiri and Aola took turns to reward Mum and comfort me, we never complained though, as long as little Ani isn't working properly, it is all innocent fun. I learned a lot about Twi'lek anatomy, especially when I was fondling Shiri's Lekku's in my sleep and her moaning woke me up. Curious, I explored what I can do with those things, she seems very sensitive when I caressed the base of her Lekku. At least that was what the moaning and the sudden shuddering told me.
Xxxxx
My eighth birthday came and went, a double hug from the twins was not something special, I get those every day, the twins took advantage of me though. At night they sometimes moved my hands to their Lekku to get a buzz. It amazes me that they think I do all that in my sleep… or they pretend to think that I think they are thinking I am asleep… Meh, it works for me, it is fun to give them a Lekku job.
Work piled up, now people knew Watto has two more slaves in the repair shop, we became quite popular. The twins delivered a good job too, it kept Watto happy and the twins in my room. On another note, Jabba has a bad temper, we know it by the number of protocol droids we had to repair each time they delivered a load, it is time I build my C-3PO, in these last two years I gathered enough parts to build even two of them.
I managed to make a C-3PO! Not that I need one, though, just to prove I can do it. To get Watto off my back I finished his twin and gave it to him.
I told him: the one in my room isn't finished, I keep it there to see how I can improve the model, you know to make it more durable for Jabba."
Watto glared at me: "You will not do such a thing! That is bad for business. More to repair for us, more money for your Mum, Do you get it?"
I nodded: "Alright, I'll keep it in my room then."
Yes! I manipulated the Doxy to let me keep C-3PO! I'll keep his armor plating aside, to let them see that it is a work in progress. A few weeks later, Watto discarded a broken-down Hyperdrive, a fast fancy type 1.
I asked: "Watto? Can I play with that Hyperdrive? I can learn from it if I dismantle it and become better at fixing Hyperdrives."
Watto glared at me: "I will keep the value for the scraps from your pay, little brat, and you better play with it in your free time!"
I protested: "But Watto! All the things I learn from it will benefit you, can I have it for free?"
Watto waved my protest away: "No, you are costing me too much already, take that piece of junk out of my sight and scram."
Oh, Watto, your good deeds are not going to stay unrewarded. Our time is coming. You better believe it! Crap! Banish all things blond with whiskers… ah, done. Well, I have a Hyperdrive that has my name on it.
Hah! I creamed Sebulba again! The Boonta Eve Classic of 33! I am one year away from my entry into Canon! God, I love Pod racing! It is a legal way to trash your opponents and get away with it. Watto made a killing again, I can't afford to lose a race, that idiot is betting too big. To top it all, fucking Watto took my prize money again. He will lose a Hyperdrive in turn, fuck the blue blimp.
I devoted all my free time to studying and repairing the Hyperdrive, Mum managed to get a manufacturer's manual for said Hyperdrive, with more details and explanations than a customer's manual. It taught me plenty. After completely dismantling it, I repaired each component separately and reinforced it with Runes for durability and cooling, a Hyperdrive's main loss of energy is through heat syncs. Cooling the components will keep the energy from spilling out, hence a boost in its performance… in theory.
To complete my robbery, I showed Watto the duplicated components on the scrap pile before it went into the shredder: "I learned a lot from it Watto, I can fix one with my eyes closed… well, with one eye closed."
Watto saw the parts go in the shredder and said: "It still will get off your pay, brat. Now, get back to work."
Xxxxx
Hah! The Doxy thought I wanted a refund! If only he knew. My next project is an extendable bag, not Hermione's purse, no, a manly… a boyishly one. It took some experiments, especially to expand the opening of the bag, to be able to store very big items, a completely functional Hyperdrive for example. I made it into a backpack, with straps and side pockets, you know, looking like the real thing.
The best part? It is keyed to me alone, anyone else will see a kid's collection of doodads and toys when they open the flap. With a featherweight inscribed, along with a maximized expanding Rune sequence, unbreakable and even a return to owner Rune sequence, I think I can store a small spaceship in it. For now, it holds a Hyperdrive and a shitload of Pegats, a while ago I got a hold of a few Pegats, and analyzed the alloy, I created the metals separately and mixed them with the right proportions. After that, it was just transfiguring them into Pegats. I did that with half of my Gold.
Am I over-preparing myself? Probably, but there is a red and black Sith with horns coming our way, and it is a fucking nasty one. A big case of food and fruit in stasis is part of that preparation too. I made one for Mum, Aola, and Shiri too, bound to them with a drop of blood. When I told them the uses and demonstrated the functions of their beaded bag, I got rewarded with another titty sandwich.
Aola ruffled my hair: "That is a very valuable gift for us Ani. With this, we can get everywhere without getting robbed. You are a very special little Jedi."
Shiri hugged me from behind: "He is our little Jedi. I think we keep him for ourselves. What do you think Smi? Can we keep him?"
Smi laughed: "Ani still has some years to mature, Shiri, eight years is still too young to talk about that."
I protested: "Hey! I am eight and ten months! And how old do I have to be to be mature? Nine?"
Aola grinned: "That would be fast for humans, try fourteen or fifteen. The way you are built, thirteen is possible too."
Mother shook her head: "Nope, Sixteen or Seventeen for the stuff you want to do with him."
They all cracked up when they saw me blush like a little virgin.
Xxxxx
I kept on preparing for the arrival of Padma and the Jedi, mostly by transmuting metals, like Silver, Chrome, and Titanium, all used in space crafts and weapons, and transfiguration, the art to change one thing into another. Recently I picked up a hammer swinging, somehow it calms me, memories from Westeros and the battles and spars provide the muscle memories to be good at it.
I found out I am more the sledgehammer type than the sword-swinging guy. Hmm… Miley holding her sledgehammer… Sometimes I curse my lack of hormones.
It filled my days completely, Parkour in the junkyard, Magic training by repairing stuff, studying various things in the evening, and rubbing Lekku at night. I am getting quite skilled at rubbing Lekku, we dropped the pretending to sleep a while ago, now they give me pointers to improve my skills.
Another hobby is creating protection amulets, Mother and the twins got necklaces with all the protection spells I could press together. Warding malicious intent is a major one, trying to kidnap them needs a very strong mind, or he won't even come close.
In my free time, I did maintenance on spaceships at the local Spaceport, after a lot of nagging, they paid me with piloting lessons, all theory of course but very educational, I bet I can get them off the ground and into space, landing it will need practice… a lot of practice.
Xxxxx
I am Nine! Almost a man! And going on the comments from Aola and Shiri, better on some topics than most males. My exercises and healthy diet made me grow above average, way above average, my Magic enhanced body, added a bunch of inches. It didn't do shit with my hormones though, there is no movement for at least two more years. Lord knows where the twins will be by then. Well… at the moment they are in my bed, cuddling of course. Curse that little wiener.
My time at the Space Port was well spent, we got more customers for a tune-up, meaning we update the various engines and equipment. I am particularly in demand for fine-tuning the Hyperdrives, after my treatment they went 5 to 10% faster and use less fuel. That way the cost of hiring me was earned back with two or three trips.
Rumors of the Trade Federation and the Republic having disputes started to flow, the rumors intensified with the whispers of a droid army, a big droid army. The planet came more alive, with war, there is a lot of food for the vultures, and this planet is filled with them. Even Watto was rubbing his paws together and raised his prices.
Aola and Shiri upped their lessons at night, now I have to work on their bodies too, meh, we profit mutually, they get off, and I receive a prime education on how to please a woman. And it is not that there is a child's mind in this body, going on my memories on what happened in Westeros, I am right on track… maybe even a bit ahead… bite me!
The weeks before the The Boonta Eve classic of 32, I worked the girls over until they panted from too many climaxes, Parselmouth rules! The noise made Mum take a peek at what was happening with her innocent boy… not so innocent boy.
One evening, Mother asked: "Ani? Is something the matter? You are more intense than usual, the girls noticed it too. Can you talk about it?"
Aola added: "Not that we complain, far from it, but we feel there is something bothering you. Let us know Ani."
I took a deep breath and told them: "Big changes are coming, the Trade Federation will start something that will affect us here. I have some glimpses of a possible future, and trouble is coming our way. The Trade Federation is going to blockade Naboo, the ship with the queen and Jedi will escape but take damage. They will end up here with a broken Hyperdrive. All of it will happen a few days before The Boonta Eve classic of 32. so any day the trouble will come knocking on our door. That Jedi will find out of the Force in me, the thing is, I don't want to lose you, or even leave you behind."
I looked at Mum and said: "We are slaves now, you know with those Pegats we own, we can buy our freedom, but they can easily take them away from us by claiming we stole them. I plan to use those Jedi and Naboos as leverage."
I grinned: "With the use of my Force, I can deactivate the slave chips and even vanish them. It all depends on timing. We leave enough Pegats behind to buy us out, so Watto has nothing to complain about. If we help the Naboo they will grant us a place on their planet. With my skills, I can make a difference."
Shiri asked: "How sure are you about this future vision? It could be nothing more than a dream."
I nodded: "That is why I am only preparing and didn't remove the chips. I am 90% certain, all the signs are there."
Mum asked: "What are you planning now, Ani?"
I answered: "I plan to remove all the wards I put up to mask my presence in the Force and use them just on my body, next I try to feel the arrival of the Jedi. When I feel them land, we fly over there with one of the speeders we currently repairing, we do that often enough for a picnic to not raise their suspicion. We repair their ship and fly away. That is if everything goes our way."
Aola smiled: "I am glad you want us with you Ani, most men would drop us as the ballast they have to cut loose. We will prepare our bags, and keep them ready."
Shiri smiled and said: "We are following you where ever you go Ani, without you and Smi we would probably end up in a whorehouse or worse. You gave us a new life and now even a future to look forwards too."
Smi hugged them both: "Girls, we are a family, we stick together. Ani will solve it for us, as he always has done."
Xxxxx
We spent the last days in tension, we stored everything of value, even C-3PO and his armor plating. Parts of the nights I used to meditate and feel what is coming for us, the other part was stress release for me and the twins.
I clearly felt the disturbance in the Force when I sensed the Naboo land their Royal yacht. I stood up and nodded to the girls and Mum, we took our picnic basket and left in a Speeder. Along the way, I vanished our slave chips. With this I went off Canon, I followed my senses and saw in the distance their shiny ship, and the small group heading for Mos Espa.
Mum stopped next to them and greeted them: "Good day strangers, might I ask why you landed here? There is a good Space Port in town. A safe one even."
The Jedi, Qui-Gon answered: "We have damaged our Hyperdrive and want to buy a replacement, we don't want to attract too much attention, this vessel is too high profile and could attract the wrong attention."
Mother asked innocently: "Attention from the Huts or the Trade Federation? Never mind, you are in luck, we are the local mechanics, and we have no problem repairing a Hyperdrive. Can we take a look at it first? We can probably fix it on the spot."
Qui-Gon had his eye on me all the time Mum was talking, finally, he reacted: "That is acceptable, it will save us a trip to town."
I grinned and said: "Hop in then, I will sit on Shiri's lap, with a bit of moving about, the Jedi and the princess can ride along, the frogman and the garbage bin can walk back or wait until Mum returns to pick them up."
The R2D2 protested with a series of beeps, I shrugged: "Ask for a comm chip so you can talk normal tin can, I haven't got a clue what you are saying… but I can guess, how rude of you! Hop in princess, don't be shy we don't bite, we are just lowly mechanics."
Padma asked: "How did you know Master Qui-Gon is a Jedi?"
I pointed to the lightsaber: "Not many carry those around, also the monk clothes gave it away. We better hurry, something nasty is heading this way."
Mum dropped us off and went to collect the Frogman and the bin. We headed inside and went to the Hyperdrive, a lot of parts were burned or damaged by the blast.
I turned to Qui-Gon and Padma and smiled: "We don't want to attract the wrong kind of attention too. How about a trade, we repair the Hyperdrive for a lift of planet and a place to live on Naboo. What do you say, Princess? It will be done in less than an hour."
Padma asked curious: "How do you plan to do that? You don't have tools or spare parts, but if you can pull it off then we agree to give you passage to Naboo and give you a place to live."
I turned to the twins: "You heard her Highness, an hour or less. We better hurry, that nasty feeling is heading this way."
I shook my backpack off and stuck my arm in it to remove my toolbox, the girls did the same, under the gobsmacked eyes of Qui-Gon. While the girls dismantled the damaged Hyperdrive, I levitated my new one out. You know like the magician with his pigeons and colored tissues.
Qui-Gon couldn't hold it in any longer: "How is this possible? This is against all laws of physics!"
I shrugged: "And the Force isn't breaking any laws of physics? Then maybe you can name it Magic for all I care."
I helped the girls with the old Hyperdrive and stored it in my Backpack. Waste not, want not, I always say… maybe I am a hoarder, I have to check for it. Five minutes before the hour is over we finished.
I smiled innocently at Padma: "See? All done within the hour, we would have wiped the windows too but they are too high for me to reach. What do you say, Princess?"
Padma smiled back: "Naboo can use your skills, young man. But first, can we have your names first?"
I froze up and looked at Qui-Gon: "Jedi, there is someone coming, we better fight them here or you die on Naboo. He is after you and the Princess here."
Qui-Gon asked: "Who are we going to face young man?"
I answered: "A Sith."
