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Formulas, Romance Novels and Pools
Member No.: 70
Joined: 28-March 06
It's not much but her it is.
Han and Leia’s after they return home from the defrosting of the Horns.
Han released a grunt and a sigh as he settled back into the couch next to Leia with his ale. Leia had the holo-news as always keeping up with current events. Allana lay on her stomach while she thumbed through a book on the floor. Angie fastidiously watched the laces of Allana’s shoes dangling beneath he upturned feet.
“So,” Han started under his breath meaning that this was not meant for young ears, “Ben’s making a move.” Leia calmly turned to her longtime husband with a look of utter disbelief.
“Seriously,” She deadpanned also under her breath, “we have a dark being on the loose that is most likely behind the problems the sanctuary Jedi have been having, more info on this tribe of Sith those same Jedi suddenly become sane again, we just broke the Horn children out of a secure GA facility, Daala is openly against the Jedi and you focus on the fact that Ben is making the moves on a Sith girl.” He waved off her concerns as he took another swig of his ale.
“Eh,” he snorted, “The rest of that stuff is just the same old same old,” Han related affecting a bored look. “But a Skywalker dating,” he shook his head as he smiled around another swig, “that, is news worthy.” Han’s face landed somewhere between pensive and mischievous, “I wish I was going to be there to watch this.” Leia sighed while she rubbed her temples.
“Why would you want to be there to watch this?” She asked.
“I happen to be a hopeless romantic,” he whispered in her ear before kissing it.
“I bet it runs closer to morbid curiosity,” she replied with mirth.
“Kinda,” he admitted, “watching your brother’s romantic endeavors was like watching a hover train wreck in slow motion. You knew what was going to happen and you knew it was going to be bad but you just couldn’t look away.”
“It’s destined to beak his heart.” He again waved away her concerns.
“I’ve got a feeling about this one,” he chuckled, “hell I got three to one odds from Lando.” Leia’s head snapped to glare at him.
“What do three to one odds mean?” Allana’s question caught Leia off guard while Han simply smiled.
“Well sweetheart that means that if I win uncle Lando has,” he was cut off by Leia gripping his knee tightly.
“Isn’t it time for you to get ready for bed?” Leia asked, “We have a long day tomorrow.” The little girls perceptive eyes narrowed sharply before she reluctantly answered in the affirmative leaving the room. Leia waited until the girl had left before turning her attention back to Han. “Seriously?”
“What,” he asked exasperated, “it’s a sucker bet. I couldn’t have planned it any better if I was writing one of those cheesy romance novels, which I know are stashed on your data pad somewhere. It fits in with the formula.”
“Formula,” Leia’s expression proved she was not convinced.
“Yeah,” he replied as if it were obvious, “you know,” he gestured at her, “princess,” and hooked his thumb back at himself, “pirate, the Jedi master and the imperial assassin.”
“The head of the Galactic Empire and the Jedi Princess,” she cut him off.
“Yeah,” Han sighed in relief, “I was beginning to think he was going to take me to the cleaners on that one”
“You noticed the ring.”
“Yeah I don’t know when those two are going to get it together.”
“Han,” her voice took on a warning tone, “what did you do.” He looked at her confused.
“Nothing,” his reply was less than convincing and her arched brow worked better than an interrogation droid. “I might have imparted some advice.”
“Han,” her tone was sharp, “you know if she gets a whiff that you had anything to do with her getting that ring back.”
“She won’t,” his reply cut her off, “I just told him that with Skywalker women you can’t take no for an answer.”
“True,” she smiled sadly, “I want her to be happy Han, and despite everything she’s only really happy with him.”
“Don’t worry,” he smiled at her cheekily, “there’s also a good dose of Solo blood in there it’s only a matter of time before she get fed up ignores all of the responsible things she should do and effectively tells the rest of the galaxy to screw off while she goes and does what she wants.” He sighed sadly, “I just wish I could get better odds from Lando before she does.”
“Are two so bored that this is what you do with your time?” he shrugged, “besides Wes is the one who hasn’t seen that she’s wearing the ring again I got thirty to one in the Rouge pool.” Han’s look of indignant shock made her laugh. His smile was carnivorous as he moved closer to her.
“I love you he growled,” as he backed her down on to the couch.
“I know,” she replied as his lips captured hers. Her arms snaked up around his neck tightening their noose as they pulled each other closer only to jump apart from the next words spoken in the room.
“Can I go swimming in the Rouge’s pool?” Allana asked innocently.