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That night Boba never came back to you. It was the last you’d ever see of Boba Fett for the foreseeable future.
After the showdown at the sarlacc pit you assumed that he’d try to take care of those who wanted to come after you. You also assume said people were directly under the control of Darth Vader and the empire because after the fall, you’d been left alone and never been touched.
Jabba the Hutt took you in as an up and coming bounty hunter, as you were. He’d keep you in Boba’s room and let you do as you please, as long as you did his bidding.
Immediately after you heard the news, though, you were heart broken. Angry and sad and empty all at the same time. You had his belongings still in their place, untouched all except for his blue tunic. You knew it had sentimental value to him and you wore it for bed in his honor.
The chambermaid came to tell you the news, as you’d requested i formation on Bobas whereabouts when he hadn’t returned that evening. You feigned neutrality in front of her as you didn’t want anyone to see how you really felt about him. Self preservation and all that.
It was no use because when she closed the door, you’re sure she heard your sobs and cries. No body found assured his death sentence in the pit. Not a soul would dare venture in either, surely not you. It’s a doomed fate.
It seems like a life with no Boba Fett is a doomed fate, too.
A day later you hear that the pit blew up. They said a bomb must have been dropped in and self exploded under all the other objects trapped down there.
This sent you down a week-long spiral stuck in the room. Jabba sent people for you but you threatened to kill them in their sleep if they came back to bother you again. You’d come back when you're ready and that wasn’t right now.
Over the week, you thought about how Boba would never give you the life he promised you. How you would have to figure out about Jedi’s and your ancestry on your own. You’d never get to find the planet of your dreams with him and share the warm breeze with him.
It was heartbreak at its finest. You became a droid for Jabba and that was all you could do to keep yourself alive until something else could come along to distract you from the death of Boba Fett.