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It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single ex-supreme leader in possession of good fortune, must be in want of a wife.
"Oh Luke brother, have you heard?" Leia asked him one day, "Netherfield Park Estate is let at last!"
"Humph." was all the answer Leia got from her force ghost brother.
"Don't you have any curiosity to know who has taken it?" Leia crossly demanded. "I swear Luke you've been on that Island all alone, for so long, you don't know how to talk like a normal person anymore! Have you no compassion for my tightly wound nerves?!"
"Ok then, tell me, who's taken it?" Luke sighed, taking the bait, as he reluctantly forced his attention away from the dusty Jedi texts he had been organizing in the library. Even a force ghost should be useful was his motto.
"My son! Bengly! Now isn't that the grandest news! What a good thing for our three young charges!" Leia eyes glowed with excitement.
"I don't follow, how can it affect them?" Luke was starting to get the feeling he was being left behind in this one sided conversation.
"Why Luke, you crazy ghost, you cannot be serious? Why, because he might decide to MARRY one of them! I'm not getting any younger and I want to see some Jedi babies before I die." Leia explained. "You really must pay him a visit Luke, to break the ice. He's probably afraid to come over, we've been estranged so long..."
"I will not!" Luke protested hotly. "Don't you remember what happened the LAST TIME you got me involved with your son?"
"Oh but Luke, if you don't make the first move you know he won't; and THEN I won't see him until the ball at Lando Lodge in two weeks; by that time Lando would have introduced him to his daughter Jannah and then who KNOWS what may happen? That Lando, he's all for taking what he can get and doesn't even THINK about an old friend and neighbor like me."
"Yes but even if Bengly DOES get with Jannah, is that such a bad thing? You will hopefully still have your grand babies, whoever he marries, if that's your point..." Luke replied, very confused.
"Oh Luke you old hermit... Lando and I have been in competition ever since we met, I can't just let him WIN! Plus, then we'd be related... I don't know if I'll be able to listen to his cloud city stories every birthday and Galactic Day, for the rest of my life... my nerves won't stand it. I mean, we get it Lando, you owned a planet of clouds a million years ago, ENOUGH with the stories already... and that's what would happen if we shared a grandchild."
She paused to take a breath, before she continued, "Not to mention these three young people I have on hand, it's my duty to find them good husbands (or wives, as the case may be, people can love who the want to love after all!) And you know Rey has such a pretty face! Plus she's a Jedi as well, so it would double the chances of them having a child strong with the force. I'm sure they'd hit if off splendidly if they saw each other off the battlefield," Leia pouted.
Luke sighed... he knew how stubborn his sister could be. That quality may have made her an excellent general, but didn't exactly make her easy to live with. "Fine, when he is settled in, I'll pop over and surprise him. But I must say, I would recommend my dear Rose as the best of the bunch."
Leia didn't even hear him, as she clapped her hands together smiling gleefully. "Rey, Poe, Rose!" she called out from the library door. "I have the most wonderful news!"
•••
Luke did pop over a few days later, as soon as everything at Netherfield seemed to be settled, and he saw that Bengly's tie fighter was parked in the spacious hangar. In fact, he popped right in on Bengly while he was having breakfast. It's quite lucky Luke was already dead, or else he would have been killed directly, after the startled-out-of-his-wits Bengly had jumped three feet in the air at his appearance and stabbed him through with his lightsaber; however he WAS dead fortunately and it did him no harm.
After Kylo Bengly had stopped cursing and had settled back down, they actually had quite a nice chat, and Bengly agreed to visit his mom the next day.
•••
Rose, Rey and Poe giggled, peeking out of an upstairs window as they watched Bengly fly over in his elegant fighter the next morning; but all they could see was that he was helmetless and wore a black coat. They were under strict instructions not to come down, because Leia wanted this time to meet with her long lost son alone.
Their meeting was awkward and brief. Bengly painfully found he had nothing in common anymore with his overbearing mom, and was relieved to escape after the required quarter of an hour's visit had passed; politely letting her know he was going to be away for about ten days, but would be back in time for Lando's party with a close friend.
The youthful group had all left the window, except for Rey... as she watched Bengly gloomily slink out of the house and into his fighter to leave, she let out a deep, romantic sigh, "Kylo Bengly, you are so, so dreamy!"