(A/N: TW, the characters are very ooc(out of character) Also, sorry if you think it's poorly written or something. I'm an aspiring writer, not a pro or anything, but i am trying so…yeah feel free to leave any suggestions, sorry about any misspellings, and I'll quit wasting your time now.))

Luke Sighed as he walked with his Uncle towards the Jawas Sandcrawler to buy some new droids. He looked around, not surprised in the least to see, other than his own house and the sandcrawler, only sand. Here on tatooine that was the most he usually saw, especially since his uncle hardly ever let him go anywhere. Luke wiped the sweat from his face, and sighed. Even though he had lived here his whole life, he wasn't unaffected by the harsh heat.

Finally, they reached the sandcrawler, the droids all standing in front of the vehicle. Luke halfheartedly looked over the droids, while his uncle went over to each droid and inspected them all closely. He even talked to this gold, humanoid one. Finally, his uncle paid the Jawas, and walked over to me.

"Those two." He pointed to the gold humanoid one, and a red and wight one.

Luke sighs again, and bekons them to follow him. Not two seconds after starting to move, the red one starts smoking and making weird noises.

"Uh..uncle Owen?"

"What?" Uncle Owen turned around just to see something in the red droid's dome explode.

"Hey! I'm not paying for a broken droid!" Uncle Owen marched up to the Jawas again and they started arguing.

Luke rolls his eyes.

"Um. If I may be of assistance."

Luke looked up to see the golden boy.

"Yes?"

"Um, That blue droid is a very functional droid! I believe he would be of very much assistance."

Luke raised an eyebrow and looked at the droid. He shrugged. "Whatever. Hey! Uncle Owen!"

"What?" Owen turned.

Luke pointed to the blue and wight droid. "Just take him."

Owen looked at the droid and sighed. "Fine. We'll take that droid instead."

The Jawa babbled back in apparent agreement, because a second later the blue droid started towards Luke, and Owen was walking away again, telling Luke to clean them up before dinner.

Luke sighed and started walking back towards his home behind Owen. He glanced back at the droids, who were babbling to each other about who knows what. Luke only understood the replies from the golden boy, and those were pretty weird, and mostly consisted of just banging the smaller droid on the head? Dome? Whatever. It made no difference to Luke. He just didn't care. He looked around at the surrounding mounds of sand, and looked at the setting suns. He wanted to get off this planet so bad. He wanted to fly through space, see other planets, and be free from this horrible place. He wanted to leave and never come back. His uncle always said, next year! Next year! But it never happened.

"Luke! Go fix up the droids! Polish them up. And give the gold one an oil bath."

"Yes uncle Owen."

Luke walked the droids over the workshop. He got the oil bath ready for C3-PO, and started working on R2-D2.

"Huh, you have something jammed in here" Luke grabbed a tool and started jamming it into the small droid, earning a few beeps and boops. "What-What is that?" Luke groaned. "It's not budging."

R2 rattled off a few more beeps and baps. C3-PO translated.

"Language R2! He said, `` It's none of your business!, uhm, give or take a few words…"

Luke sighed. "Whatever. I really…whatever. Time is up for your oil bath by the way. We don't want you to rust."

R2 beeped something earning a, 'How rude', from C3-PO.

Luke sighed, and jammed the tool into R2 one last time, before getting up to get C3-PO out, when-.

'Help me Obi-wan Kenobi. You're my only hope.'

Luke turned to R2, just in time to see it play one more time before R2 somehow turned it off.

"Who was that?"

R2 beeped.

"He says it is none of your…business. Forgive him for his rude behavior."

"...it's fine. Eh. It was probably some old recording of some drama queen. Or maybe a future actor? Whatever."

"Luke! It's time for supper Luke!"

"Coming Aunt Beru!" Luke shouted. "You guys, stay here. Don't move!"

Luke started to walk away when. "Oh. I almost forgot." He walked back to R2 and put the restraining bolt back in place. "There we go."