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Chapter One Infiltrating Coruscant

Alright, kids, settle down.  Maddie, leave your sister alone. Just ignore her.  Lay down.  What?  You need another drink?  You...

You can’t have one! You know you’re not allowed to drink anything after dinner.

Yes, thank you Rosie, let me handle it.  No, Maddie, you have to wait until tomorrow morning.  I’m sorry.  Yes. Get in bed.

But Dad!

I’m serious!  If you don’t put your butts in bed this instant, I’m gonna walk out that door and turn the light off...that’s better.

Tonight, I’m gonna tell you about the first time your Mama and I arrived on Coruscant.  We were hunting Skavak, that...

THAT NO GOOD SON OF A HUTT!  

Yes, exactly kids, that no-good son of a hutt. We had just fought off the Imperial attack on the Esseles, so we had already lost some valuable time debriefing on Coruscant station before coming down planetside. We knew that the Skylark had landed sometime the week before, and we were hoping that we weren’t too far behind his trail.  Your Mama and I hopped the first shuttle down we could find, and boy, was it a junker!  We shook and rattled all the way through atmo and came down smack dab in the middle of the fanciest part of town you’ve ever seen, right by the grand senate building. It was quite the sight, all shiny windows and taller than a ronto on stilts.  

We thanked the pilot, always thank your pilot, kids, it’s important to make friends, anyways, we disembarked, but before we could leave the hanger, we had to go through a checkpoint.  Coruscant Security was always looking to make sure they kept a good handle on anybody who came onto their planet, and they wanted to check our ID chips and make sure we were who we said we were.  No big deal, right?  We had nothing to hide, we didn’t have any special cargo or anything like that, that would come later.  If we had been in the Skylark, we could’ve used one of the private hangers your Mama and I know about...

The kind that don’t ask questions.

Only if you pay for privacy, Rosie.  Anyways, I didn’t have any trouble when I scanned my ID, but for whatever reason, when your Mama swiped her token, instead of flashing blue and opening the gate, it flashed green.  Some little astrodroid  came over and asked us to wait for a moment because apparently something in your Mama’s history set off an alert in the system, didn’t match something or other.  The droid was very polite and all, but we didn’t have time to be wasting on customs agents, especially when we hadn’t done nothing wrong!

Now, kids, you have to understand something about your Mama.  She and I had just met a few weeks before, but trouble seemed to follow her around like the tail on a trash rat, and we’d been in enough tough scrapes already that when she sighed and gave me that look, I knew exactly what she wanted.  You see, when your Mama gets that look, she’s got a plan, and I need to cause a scene.

How many looks does Mama have?

A lot, son, and you already know a few of them, like when y’all are causing a ruckus and need to settle down before she loses her mind, right?

Right.

So Mama gave me that look, and I didn’t know what she was planning, but I knew that I needed to keep everyone’s attention on me, but I couldn’t do anything that would get us the wrong kind of attention, you know?  If I broke the law, or caused the wrong kind of stir, we would have more trouble with Coruscant Security, not less.  So, I grabbed my chest, took a little bit of a step, stumbled...and fell flat on my face!

Oof daddy, get off, you’re squishing me!  This is my bed.

Sorry pumpkin. Anyways, there I was, flat on my face, and of course, people were staring and the droid was panicking, because I knocked into him when I fell and he was worried that he’d hurt me.  He was beeping and chirping, and as I rolled over, I saw your Mama give me the smile and nod that meant she was done, so I got up and promised the droid that I was fine, that I’d just gotten a bit lightheaded by how grand everything was and that I definitely wouldn’t report him for hurting me and that he didn’t need to worry at all.  While he was busy, your Mama swiped her token again, the gate opened, and she cheerfully went right on past the checkpoint.  

What’d she do?

That’s what I asked her, the moment we were alone, and do you know what she showed me?  She pulled another ID chit from her pocket.  Your Mama had pickpocketed none other than Admiral Numinn himself! My mouth just about fell open to the floor, but she just laughed at me.  Said that she had told the Admiral that he owed us for saving the Esseles from those filthy Sith, and that he’d promised her a couple of favors in the future, and this was just the first installment.  It wasn’t like we were gonna do anything bad while we were here, anyways, so no harm done and no hard feelings.

‘Course, we did end up causing a bit of a mess, but we had the Senate’s authorization to do it...but that’s another story.  Time for bed kids, Lights out.  

Thank you dad for the story.

That’s right, thank you Dad.  Now goodnight, kids, I love you. 

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Alright, kids, all settled? Lemmie tuck you in, Goltie, your blanket’s twisted.  There we go.  Alright. Your Mama and I had just met. I was still working for Viidu on Ord Mantell, fighting the Separatists, and your Mama was trying to recover the shipment of blasters that Skavak...

THAT NO GOOD SON OF A HUTT!!

...had stolen when he swiped the Skylark. Ord Mantell was in the middle of a war, kids, and the bad guys had been causing problems since I was a kid no bigger ’n Lavie. Things had eventually gotten bad enough that the Republic had gotten involved, trying to push the Seps back after turning a blind eye for years.  The people of Ord Mantell had been trying to defend themselves, but they were being forced out of their cities and their homes, living in tents just outside of the military forts. 

Viidu had asked me to accompany your Mama, mostly to keep me out of trouble, I think, because I was still recovering from my injuries, and so we were trying to make our way to the Separatist camps and forts, because we knew that Skavak...

THAT NO GOOD SON OF A HUTT!!

...was gonna be selling the weapons soon and if we didn’t catch him before he left planet, he would be long gone.  So there we were, making our way from Fort Garnik out towards the Separatist outpost, and we were practically tackled by this woman and her husband who wanted our help.

You see, they’d been attacked by Seps years ago, and the bad guys had burned their house down and stolen their belongings and taken their son, who was just a kid about Maddie’s age at the time. Nobody ever knew what had happened to him, and his parents were very, very sad. But then, just recently, one of the mom’s friends had said that she’d seen a boy, a teenager, on one of the Separatist patrols, and she swore that it was their missing son.  Said he looked just like his Daddy. So now the parents desperately wanted someone to figure out if it really was their son, and they were begging everyone they met to go help them.  ‘Course, me and the Captain felt sorry for them, but we were busy with our own problems.  And then they said the magic word.  

Credits.

How’d you get to be so smart?!  Yep, they offered your Mama a decent bundle of credits to scout out the barracks of the local Sep fort, and with the added incentive, there was no way your Mama was gonna turn them down, since she already kinda wanted to help them in the first place.  She warned them that the hunt for the Skylark had to take priority, but she promised that we would do everything that we could to find out if that mystery boy really was their son.

So there we were.  Your Mama and I made our way through the Republic lines, around the back of the fort, since we had heard that there were some unofficial ways in and out there.  We’d been forced to wade through the water at low tide, getting to the fort, and your Mama complained the whole way in about her wet boots.  Then we had to kill a couple of Separatists getting in, instead of sneaking in undetected and all, and so...your Mama was just not in the best mood, you know?

So we get into the fort, and we make our way down to where the barracks are.  Nobody pays us any attention, because there’s tons of local citizens who were stuck there when the Seps took over, and the Seps who are off duty are drunk anyways.  We get to the first room, and as luck would have it, we see a group of teenagers and one of them looks just like the picture we had, just a little older.  Now, your Mama is a beautiful woman, and those boys were very impressed so when she asked that boy to come sit with her, privately, he didn’t give her any trouble. 

...And then she asked if his name was Paul. You’d have thought he lost his mind.  His face twisted, all evil like, and he said, “I am BONECRUSHER!”  He called your Mama some awful names, and I wanted to smack him right then and there, but your Mama told me to wait.  Well, he didn’t like that.  He was angry and shouting about how he was loyal to the death and was gonna blast us both, but your Mama jumped forward right quick and twisted his blaster right out of his hand and jerked him back down to sit again.

She told him that his parents were still waiting for him, that his Mama had still believed he was alive after all these years, and that the moment they’d heard any news of him, they’d immediately promised their entire life savings if your Mama would go and find him.  And that boy began to cry.  He told us the truth, that his name was Paul, and that the evil Seps kept him and the other kids drugged up on stims until all they wanted to do was kill people. He was so ashamed of who he was, of what he’d done, he didn’t want to go back to his parents, and he begged us for some credits to escape from Ord Mantell and start a new life. 

Your Mama was being very kind and all, but you’ve got to understand, this is all happening in the middle of the Sep fort!  Any moment, we could have a hundred bad guys pouring in on top of us! So we were kind of in a rush. She told him that she understood him not wanting his parents to see him like that, but she told him that he was just a kid, and he needed to go back to his parents and let them help him. He refused.  She asked again.  He refused. Again.  

So..she stunned him. Kid didn’t even see it coming. He just toppled forward and nearly crushed her, since even though he was only 14 or so, he was bigger than a baby gundark. Your Mama and I put his arms over our shoulders and then we all pretended to be drunk as we shuffled out of the barracks, carrying him the entire way.  He woke up when we accidentally dropped him in the lake on our way out, and BOY, was he unhappy, but your Mama had had ENOUGH, so she grabbed hold of his ear and marched that young man all the way back to his parents.

Were they happy to see him?

Yeah, sweetheart.  They were.  They all cried.  His Mama wouldn’t stop hugging him.  The dad tried to give us all their money, but your Mama only took enough to cover our expenses and told them to use the rest to get off planet.  She told them that Paul would need all their help and love and patience, but that she was happy to help. The End.

Thanks, Dad.  I liked that story.

I liked it too, kiddos.  Goodnight.  I love you.

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Alright kids. Have I ever told you about the first time your mama met Uncle Bowdaar? 

We were on Nar Shaddaa at the time, doing our first delivery for Aunt Risha. She had some special beastie that she had captured and was delivering to Drooga the Hutt. The problem was, Drooga wasn't just some normal Hutt. He had this big old pleasure barge, kind of like a ship that sailed around Nar Shaddaa and visited all the sites, without ever leaving the planet. It was one big party, with all sorts of drinks and food and music and dancing and everything you can think of.

Sounds fun! I wanna go to a party like that. 

Hoo, no, that is NOT happening. None of you are allowed to go to any Hutt parties EVER until you're at least 25. And then you have to bring someone along to watch your back. That was my job. I watched your Mama’s back. 

Did she like the party?

Well, we weren't really invited.  You see, we went to the barge and we had to wait to ask permission to see Drooga. While we were waiting off to the side, this big group of Kaleesh showed up and got escorted in to see the Hutt. We followed along, because, well, we were curious and nobody said we couldn’t, you know? So we get in there, and there’s this ginormous wookie standing in front of the hutt, and the Kaleesh are facing off with him like there’s about to be a fight, six on one.

Well, I was never one to sit back and watch a bunch of bullies gang up on someone, and your Mama never liked watching a fight if she could help smooth things over.  She’s a real smooth talker, your Mama. So she popped up right quick since things were getting dicey.

“Hold, you hutt-slaying scum!” the first guy said.  He started going on about how he was coming to finally destroy the wookie and your mama interrupts him.  

“Six on one hardly seems like a fair fight,” she said. Well, the Kaleesh called your mama a very unkind name and said that the wookie was gonna rip her arms off as soon as look at her, but the wookie...

It was Uncle Bowdaar!

Yeah, kids, it was Uncle Bowdaar.  He told her that we didn’t have anything to worry about since we weren’t his enemy.  Remember that, kids.  It’s a good idea to try to avoid making enemies, especially of a wookie. So the Kaleesh started yelling battle cries and shooting, and your Mama dropped her portable shield and ducked right down out of harm's way as I started putting down some covering fire with Sparkles, a genuine antique WESTAR-18 bolt pistol with a polished dallorian alloy exterior.  Uncle Bowdaar pulled out vibroblade and started tearing through them like a krayt dragon devouring a herd of banthas. He didn’t even get shot once!  

Well, Uncle Bowdaar was very grateful that your Mama and I had tried to help.  He explained that he was...WORKING for Drooga to pay off a debt, fighting to entertain the Hutt.  Drooga wasn’t very pleased that we interfered with his fight, but your Mama managed to convince him that we’d given him a better show, and wasn’t it more interesting anyways to have a mysterious stranger come out of nowhere to join the fray. Luckily for us, Drooga agreed.  

Anyways, we went off to do a job for Drooga in order for him to do the deal with Auntie Risha, and when we got back there was this nasty bounty hunter from Rogan the Butcher.  He looked like a metal egg, all shiny metal armor and round head.  I’m not sure what kind of alien he was, but he sounded like one of them pencil pushers on Coruscant, all uppity, like a protocol droid.

Well, Uncle Bowdaar wasn’t about to let that man bully your Mama, not after she jumped in and tried to help him with those Kaleesh.  No, the moment he sensed that that ugly old bounty hunter was bothering her, he jumped right up and stood behind her.  I was happy to have him help me take care of your Mama, because, as y’all well know, sometimes trouble just finds her. That bounty hunter didn’t stand a chance between the three of us.  

When it was all over, Mama thanked Bowdaar for helping her, and from that day on, we were friends. 

How did he end up joining Mama’s crew?

Well, a few weeks later, after we’d managed to figure out a tiny little problem involving a Senator’s daughter and the last female shanjaru beastie in the ENTIRE galaxy, we showed up at Drooga’s to find Bowdaar about to battle a full-on Gundark! But Drooga had been a coward, no surprise.  He was tired of Uncle Bowdaar killing everything so easy, so he poisoned Uncle Bowdaar!  Well, me and the Captain just couldn’t let that happen to one of our friends.  Drooga tried to stop her, but she just climbed right over the fence and jumped into the arena, and of course I was right behind her.

It was a quick fight.  Your mama threw every grenade we had at that monster, flash bangs and sonic grenades and even a few fireworks she’d pinched from Drooga’s party.  The guests were all oohing and ahhing and cheering and throwing flowers and ribbons and party hats down at her while Bowdaar and I tried hard to keep that Gundark focused on us and away from her.  Ultimately, it was just a little too slow and Bowdaar grabbed that beastie’s ears and with one quick jerk---!  He ripped them CLEAN OFF!  PFFFT!!

Eww, Daddy.

Drooga was so impressed by your mama, he agreed to let Uncle Bowdaar leave with us, and we invited him to join us on the Skylark.  He’s been with us ever since.  If you ever need help, kiddos, you just reach out to Uncle Bowdaar, and he’ll take care of you, understand.

Understand.

Good.  I love you, kiddos.  Goodnight.

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Please Dad? It's my favorite story.

Alrighty, Suri, I’ll tell it. It was a hot day on Ord Mantell, and I had gone to pick up a shipment of weapons for my boss, Viidu. You see, Viidu specialized in acquiring items of a sensitive nature. A local militia group had ordered a shipment of rifles, and the only person that my boss could get them from in time was a gangster named Rogan the Butcher. My job was to go verify that the shipment was legit, unload it all, and then supervise the handover and pay the smuggler. I wasn't doing it all alone, I had a guy helping me. He was new, but he'd been recommended to Viidu by someone, so I trusted him.  His name was Skavak.

THAT NO GOOD SON OF A HUTT!

That day, things started out bad and then got ugly real quick.  The da...arn Separatists had launched a bunch of attacks, hitting the patrols from the local Republic fort and even taking down a Walker with some rockets. We were in a village just to the south of the fort, and in all of this, the smuggler’s ship arrived, screaming through the chaos and landing in the middle of the bombardment.  I’d gone to check out reports that the Separatists had taken out a republic ship. Skavak...

THAT NO GOOD SON OF A HUTT!

...had started unloading by the time I’d gotten back. I ran in and I nearly tripped over my own feet.  There, in the middle of the hanger, stood the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen.  She had short red hair and freckles on her face, and her eyes were as green as...

A PICKLE!

Yes, as green as a pickle, son.  When I found out she was the Captain of that starship, I knew I had to warn her that the Seps had taken over the local anti-air emplacement and that if she took off, she was liable to get shot right out of the sky!

Well, the Captain wasn’t gonna let that stand.  Not the Skylark! Thanks to Viidu I knew that the Seps were just controlling it remotely, but I also knew that they were using the local communication network to do it.  There was a tower just down the street from us, completely unguarded, so I let her know that if she went and blew up the tower, Viidu’s guys were already on their way to hit the other one out on the edge of the village.  That meant she could get out of here fast before the Republic guys showed up, because actually, your Mama didn’t have official authorization from the local fort to be there, and so she wanted to be on her way right quick. She took a couple grenades, and off she went!  

Not more than a couple minutes later, I happened to walk past the control panel for the hanger we were in, and I saw a bunch of separatists on the cameras!  Well, I called up your Mama, trying to warn her that we were gonna be under attack.  At the same moment, I heard a big explosion and the communications spire bent sideways and was busted. Just as I was talking to your Mama, I saw Skavak...

THAT NO GOOD SON OF A HUTT!

...press the button to unseal the door and let them in!  I thought he’d done it by accident, opening instead of sealing the blast doors or something, so I yelled at him, “What are you doing?” and tried to push past him to seal the inner doors, but all of a sudden I felt like my whole side was on fire and I couldn’t breathe!  That villain had stabbed me right in the side! Well, I tried to fight him, but that coward had jumped me before I even knew what was happening and he punched me.  I fell and hit my head, and that was that.  I was out cold, and I would’ve bled to death, except for your Mama.  

The next thing I remember, your Mama was bent over me, sticking me with stims.  She’d slapped a medpac on me, right over the hole in my side, and she was cursing and trying to stop the bleeding.  She helped me up and I could see that she’d had to fight her way in past a couple of separatists.  Just then, we both heard the most awful noise--the Skylark’s engines were warming up!  Well, your Mama dropped me and tried to run out there, but she was too late.  Skavak...

THAT NO GOOD SON OF A HUTT!

...had stolen the Skylark and flown off in her!  We commed him and commed him and finally he picked up, but all he did was laugh at us. The Captain’s voice got real low, and she told him he was making a big mistake, but he hung up.  As the stims started kicking in even stronger, I realized that he’d stolen Torchy, my genuine BlasTech ALT-25 blaster with a magnatomic adhesion grip and side-mounted rangefinder.  Your Mama was throwing an absolute fit, stomping her feet and cursing everything from his ancestry to his stupid face tattoo.

Daddy!  We don’t say stupid.

Yes, sweetheart you’re right. His ugly face tattoo.  Your Mama helped me get up, and together, we made our way to where Viidu was holed up in the local Republic fort.  I was slow, but she never even for a second considered leaving me behind.  She watched my back until we were safe.  I got checked out by the doc, and they got me all squared away.  And that was the start of your Mama and I’s adventures together!

I’m glad she saved you.

Yeah, Mama’s the best!

Yes she is, Pumpkin.  Goodnight kids. I love you.

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One time, your Mama got a call from an old contact of mine named Darmas.  He was a snake, although we didn’t know it at the time.  He said he had a job for her, and so he sent us to a space station, a floating cantina called Port Nowhere.

Well, y’all know how much your Mama loves her some Sabacc!  Risha insisted on coming along, said she was tired of rations and wanted a proper meal, so the three of us went on board to meet with him.  We went to the bar to figure out which private room it was that Darmas did his business in, when a tall spacer stopped us.  Now, this was just after the Captain had been announced as the official “finder” of Nok Drayan’s missing treasure, so she was pretty famous in the right circles. That jerk came right up to your Mama, completely ignoring me and Risha and offered to buy your Mama a drink and started asking for an autograph.  He whips out his holo, but instead of taking a picture, he starts playing a message.

It’s this big, ugly purple Changrian with metal-tipped horns.  Risha and I recognized him, of course. Rogan the Butcher!  The gangster who had financed the shipment of blasters that Skavak...

THAT NO GOOD SON OF A HUTT!

...had stolen back on Ord Mantell when he stole the Skylark.  Rogan had been hunting your Mama ever since, and we’d been dodging bounty hunters everywhere we went.  We had been traveling from place to place, always watching our backs.  I’m not sure whether your Mama recognized him or not, but it didn’t matter because he went on this long speech introducing himself and threatening her.

Well, your Mama made sure that he knew she wasn’t to blame for that shipment being stolen, but the villain responsible was dead and that she’d done it free of charge for him. That wasn’t enough.  Well, she tried to make a deal. She’s always making deals, your Mama, and she’s usually pretty good at it, but Rogun wasn’t having it. She offered to make it up to him, but he said that he couldn’t let anybody get away with stealing from him.  

Rogan announced that this was the end for us, and Risha and I drew our guns because that man had lost all subtlety at that point.  He offered 100,000 credits to anybody who would kill your Mama and bring him her head!

Oh No!

Well, we weren’t gonna let that happen!  Bounty hunters were coming at us from all sides, and your Mama shot the guy in front of us and we all dove over the bar and took cover as blaster fire began raining down on us!  Your Mama was using Flashy, a SoroSuub SSK heavy blaster cut for a quick draw with a hair-trigger. Now your Auntie Risha usually prefers being far away from the action behind a sniper rifle, but she’s no coward when it comes to close range fighting.  She had a blaster pistol, and her daddy made sure that she learned how to shoot early. Me, I was too busy trying to keep those creeps from sneaking up on us from the side.  

Now, kids, you’ve gotta realize that even though those bounty hunter scum were all gunning for your Mama, they weren’t on the same team. They kept getting in each other's way, and I even saw a few of them shooting at each other, trying to take out the competition.  When you’re in a firefight, it’s very important that you decide whether to fight, to flee, or to hunker down and wait for rescue.  We were pretty pinned down, so fleeing was gonna be tricky, and we were already fighting, but it was gonna be unlikely that we could get them all without taking some risks.  But we were pretty safe where we were, and I knew that Bowdaar would come join the fight if we called him.  I commed him to warn him about the Bounty Hunters, and he was SO excited to get his sword and join us.  I felt a little bit sorry for them, because I’d seen that guy in action and he was a terrifying son of a... anyways. 

Bowdaar burst into the main cantina room, roaring like a rancor on ryll, and the other bounty hunters were completely taken off guard.  Suddenly they were the ones who were pinned down, between us and a Wookie, and we made short work of them.  A few of them tried to run, and I think the Captain would’ve let them go, but Auntie Risha wasn’t having it and she shot them in the back.  

Well, now that we knew the whole cantina was basically one big setup, we ran into the back to see if we could find Darmas or if he’d sold us out, and there he was, him and a pretty-looking lady, trapped inside a cage!  Well, they were sure glad to see us.  We got them out right quick, and I was pretty impressed by the way that woman pulled herself together.  

She introduced herself as Senator Dodonna, and apparently she was the one that Darmas had called us to meet.  She was very grateful that we’d saved her, and she even promised us a tidy reward.  Then she made us an offer--an official Republic Privateer Contract.

What’s that?

It’s a fancy word for pirate.

That’s right, Rosie.  Your Mama and the crew of the Skylark accepted, and we became genuine certified privateers for the Republic, and we were fighting against Rogun the Butcher, and his boss, the Voidwolf, and an entire Imperial fleet!  But that’s a story for another time.  Love you kids.  Goodnight. 

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Have I ever told you kids how your Mama ended up Captain of the Skylark?  She was pretty young when she joined the crew of the Skylark.  She was working as a mechanic in the spaceport of her home planet, trying to make ends meet and living with a bunch of roommates in a cheap little apartment. The Skylark was needing some work, nothing major, but just a few minor replacements, and your Mama was the one tasked to complete the job.  

As she was working on it, your Mama happened to notice that there were a couple of additional cables about to go out, so she brought it to the Captain’s attention, and of course, he was very grateful she noticed.  She fixed it for him, real quick like, and he asked her to go do a more thorough check of the Skylark’s systems.  As she was running it, he asked her questions about herself and if she liked her job and what she knew and such.  When he heard that she didn’t have a family thereabouts, he offered her a job on the Skylark as part of the crew.  Her job would be to be a mechanic, since their last mechanic had recently left them. 

So your Mama said goodbye to her friends and took to the skies. And she LOVED it.  Your Mama thrived with the Skylark.  Captain Agnir and the rest of the crew were Aqualish, humanoid aliens with bald heads and two massive tusks that go all the way down their chins. But that didn’t bother your Mama none.  Whenever they landed at a spaceport, it was her job to make sure everything was running smoothly and that the ship was ready to travel and get them out of any tight spots they might encounter.  And Captain Agnir was an unaffiliated hauler based in the Mid Rim, but he wasn’t shy to make deliveries of a RISKIER nature, you understand.

Now, the crew took good care of your Mama.  They enjoyed having a plucky little redhead around, and they soon realized that she had a gift with people.  They started taking her with them, having her help with the negotiating and stuff, because people liked her and she was a real smooth talker. But they got into dangerous scrapes occasionally, so they started teaching her how to handle herself. She learned everything she could.  She became a crack shot, and she practiced hours in the hold when they were moving from berth to berth. 

The first mate of the Skylark started to teach her to fly, and it came to your Mama as natural as breathing.  Captain Agnir thought it was great to have another pilot around, just in case, and soon your Mama was taking the controls more often than not.  She was living her best life, meeting people and making connections, upgrading and maintaining the Skylark, and occasionally flirting with danger. 

It was the danger that got your Mama her first official promotion. It was a delivery deal gone wrong. The Skylark had been transporting something, but it had taken a few extra days because the Republic Navy had put out some extra patrols in the area, so some of the hyperspace lanes were being actively interdicted. 

What does that mean?

 It means that you couldn’t hyperspace there without going through a checkpoint, and Captain Agnir’s people didn’t want to be caught running toxic nyderfish! So they had to wait until things cleared up a bit, but when they arrived the customer was angry and didn’t want to pay them. Your Mama did her best to try to come to an agreement with them, but a fight broke out, and a few of the crew members were shot and the pilot was killed. Captain Agnir got everyone back into the Skylark, and your Mama got them safely away in spite of a couple planetary gunships trying to stop them. To recognize what Your Mama had done for them, the Captain promoted her to official pilot and first mate, since the job was open. 

But he was still Captain, though.

Yes, he was still captain.  The crew ran together for another couple of years without anything big like that happening again, mostly because Captain Agnir got a lot more cautious about what jobs he took.  Finally, he gambled again and took a load with a lot more risk but a very nice payout.  It went well, and so he did it again, bigger that time, and that time didn’t work out quite as well.

Your Mama’s always been lucky, child.  Bad luck to get into difficult situations, but good luck to get out of those scrapes with her skin intact. When everything went bad, the client ended up double crossing the crew of the Skylark, trying to steal the ship and kill them all.  Well, your mama escaped with the Captain and the money, but he was badly wounded.  Nobody else made it, and your Mama fought to keep Captain Agnir alive.  

It was touch and go for a while, but he pulled through. However, he didn’t want to keep risking his life anymore. Since his crew was dead, all but your Mama, he made her a deal.  He took everything, all the profits from the last few jobs, all the money from his former crewmates, and all of your Mama’s savings and her cut, and in exchange, he made her the Captain of the Skylark.  Your Mama loves that ship, and he was always more in it for the money anyways. 

So there she was, all alone but freer than the bird that ship was named for. Your Mama knew she needed credits, and fast, so she took a job, a simple straightforward delivery job, but risky because it was to a planet that was in the middle of a civil war.  She went to a nondescript hanger and loaded up a bunch of blaster rifles and took them to a little planet called...Ord Mantell.

Where she met you, Daddy!

Yeah, pumpkin.  Where she met me. 

That was really good luck .

Yes it was, Sweetheart.  Now y’all go to sleep now, you hear?  I’ll check on y’all in a few minutes. Goodnight loves.

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Your Mama and I were going into a Separatist fort on Ord Mantell called Mannett Point. Viidu didn’t want to let me go along at first; I guess he was afraid I was gonna go rogue and blow the mission or something, but even then, I knew my first job was to protect your Mama from any separatists or anyone else that might wanna do her some harm. 

We had to sneak into the fort by first swimming over the lake for the SECOND time and breaking into this little house near the shore. Inside, there was a secret tunnel that someone had dug to have better access to the fort to get things in and out unnoticed. We were able to bypass the walls and most of the security and come out right inside a cleaning closet inside the old city building, which is where those rotten Seps had chosen to make their headquarters. 

They’d completely trashed the place. I was pretty jumpy, ready to gut anyone that bothered us. We carried a bunch of supplies in our hands as a disguise, and the Captain walked past a couple Separatists, bold as brass, but nobody said a word to us. We got all the way to the final area, no trouble, but then ran into our first problem. The door was locked. Well, your Mama’s not a great slicer, but she’s pretty mechanically minded. I kept watch while she pried the door panel open and hotwired it. It took a couple tries, but she got it eventually. It was completely fried, though, so we knew it was only a matter of time until somebody walked past, tried to use it, and noticed what we’d done.

So we go in there, and we meet our first enemies. The Seps inside the control room knew that the door was supposed to be locked, and they knew who was allowed to be in there and who wasn’t, so your Mama and I were forced to fight our way past a guard and two technicians to get to the computer. One of the techs activated a few war droids before he died, so we had to scrap them too. I was still recovering from getting stabbed in the side by Skavak...

THAT NO GOOD SON OF A HUTT!

...so your Mama had to help me move the bodies and the wreckage into a nearby supply closet and into cabinets. I wasn’t doing so great; it was hard to breathe, because the injury had been glued shut but wasn’t completely healed yet. I didn’t say anything, but the Captain took one look at me and ordered me off to sit on the only chair in the room, which was off in the corner. She went to the console in the middle of the room and plugged in the device that Viidu gave us, which was gonna clone the computer and get a readout of everything the Seps had in their systems.

She was standing right there, completely in the open, when the door opposite the room opened and this kid walks in. He’s talking to this droid, trying to get it to say Separatist battle cries, and when he sees your Mama, he doesn’t realize that we broke in. He’s very polite. “Hey there,” he says to her. “We had some trouble with the power relays. You mind if I take a look at the core?”  

But then, disaster struck! The droid flashes his sensors, drawing his gun, and he announces that he has scanned the room and detected several dead humans in the closet. Well, I’m about to blast them both, when your Mama takes one big step towards them to hide the holodrive she’s spliced into the computer, and in the most dramatic voice I’ve ever heard her use in our entire lives, she goes, “By The STARS! Republic Troops have invaded our base!”

Well, that kid totally falls for it. He activates combat protocols in his droid and says that we have to go warn the others and find those filthy republic invaders. But the droid says he doesn’t scan any hostiles in the area, and the kid’s confused.  

He doesn’t know it’s you!

No he doesn’t, Goltie. Your Mama’s cool as a corellian ale though. She laughs a little and says, “Phew! When was the last time you calibrated that droid’s sensors? It’s probably just malfunctioning.” The kid says he doesn’t want to take any chances though, so he promises to go find some help and be right back. He scampers off. I hoof it over to your Mama, and she unhooks the drive from the computer and we make a beeline for the tunnel and get outta there right quick before someone else notices us. 

We made it back to Viidu, and he was able to use that information to pinpoint where the Skylark was. The end.

Thanks Dad.

Love you kiddos. Goodnight.

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So your Mama and I were on Coruscant, and we’d been hunting Skavak...

THAT NO GOOD SON OF A HUTT!

...for days.  We’d been following his trail with the help of an alien lawman named Miel, who was also hunting him. The deal was, we help find that slime, Miel helps us get the Skylark back.  We did our best to find him, but he always seemed to be one step ahead.  Then we got some of your Mama’s good luck and got a tip on where he was headed next.

We knew that our target was having a secret meeting with a contact down in the Undercity.  Well, me and the Captain snuck down to watch, and there, before our very eyes, was that scum talking to Imperial officers!  He was selling them some famous ruby that was stolen from someone or other, so we decided to crash the party.  Your mama walks right in there, gun out, saying “Sorry I’m late to the party boys, the traffic was crazy!”

That’s so funny!

I thought so, but the other were not quite so impressed.  The Imperial said that Skavak...

THAT NO GOOD SON OF A HUTT!

...should clean up his own messes, but that man immediately beat it out the back, because he was a rotten coward.  The Imps didn’t want anyone to know they were on Coruscant, so they tried to kill us.   Our friend Miel got hit in the gut, and we knew it was bad.  He wasn’t gonna make it, but before he died, he asked us to return the ruby to his superiors and in exchange, he told us which hanger had the Skylark.  We scooped up the Ruby and ran like a shot from a cannon.  I don’t think we stopped until we reached the surface and could get a taxi. 

Your Mama chewed her fingernails until they bled on that shuttle ride.  We made it to the hanger location, and we rushed in to find a bith and his crew of security droids blocking our way.  He didn’t wanna let us in but we were too close to stop now.  We blasted his droids and your mama put her gun right up in his face and said, “Three words, pal.  Where’s.  My.  Ship.”  

He was immediately very helpful.  He opened the hanger doors and told us he was just a salesman and offered to upgrade the Skylark if we didn’t kill him.  We knew that we didn’t have much time, so your Mama told him to load the upgrade on board and charge it to Skavak’s...

THAT NO GOOD SON OF A HUTT!

...account.  Then we got on board and ran to the cockpit and took off right away, straight into atmo, and into space outside of Coruscant’s orbit.  Your Mama left us drifting by one of its moons while she searched through the Skylark to see what that scoundrel had done to her.  That’s where she met Auntie Risha!  But that’s another story.  

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Well, kids, Auntie Risha sent us a holo, says she’s coming for a visit and she’s bringing y’all a present.

What is it?

Could be anything.  I’m sure your Mama knows, but I’m gonna be just as surprised as you when she gets here.  And that reminds me of the time that the Captain and I went hunting for treasure for Aunt Risha.

You see, kids, Aunt Risha was on a giant Treasure Hunt.  She had some mysterious clues that she was following, but in order to get to the place it was hidden, she had to get a starship, a fast one, and install special modifications to make it able to navigate in and out.

The Skylark’s the fastest ship in the galaxy!

You bet your britches she is!  Your Mama and I had been running deliveries for her, all while trying to get ahead of Skavak...

THAT NO GOOD SON OF A HUTT!!

...who was hunting the treasure as well.  But we were beating him at every turn.  No matter where we went, whenever we found his goons, we blasted them and got away clean.  He was losing his mind. Every so often he’d call us on the holo, or we’d find a comm on one of his guys, and we’d call him.  We’d exchange a few threats, a few insults, and then we’d move on.  It was almost a relief when Auntie Risha told us that she had the last piece for the Skylark.  We went and docked on Nar Shaddaa in this swanky private hanger way beyond the Main Promenade. Auntie Risha installed the upgraded flare shielding, and then we set off.  

We took Auntie Risha’s last delivery with us.  It was a man frozen in Carbonite, but when we got inside the house attached to the hanger, the doc who met us unfroze him right away.  It was Risha’s father, the famous pirate Nok Drayen! He told us that he’d been poisoned and that there was no cure, but he didn’t want to die before seeing Risha a grown woman, claiming the treasure that was rightfully hers.

What was the treasure Daddy?

A crown, pumpkin.  You see, Risha’s Daddy was the rightful heir to the throne of Dubrillion. He would’ve been the king, except bad guys took over the throne when his Grandfather was alive.  Nok Drayen had been trying to gather a fortune to retake his throne when he was poisoned, so he hid his treasure and escaped with his daughter, then froze himself like a popsicle until Risha was a grown up. But he had the code to the treasure’s lock, so she had to wake him up before we left.  

So your Mama and I had to go retrieve the royal treasure, right?  Sounds simple...except it was on an abandoned ship that was drifting just within the grasp of a SUPERMASSIVE BLACK HOLE!  We actually had to fly into its grasp in order to go get it.  That’s why we needed the special upgrades to the Skylark--no regular vessel could get out of there without a special engine.  Your Mama turned to me.

“Ready for the ride of your life, farmboy?” she asked me.  Well, was I ever.  We left Nar Shaddaa and headed to the edge of the outer rim.  When we got there, we saw it.  The Black Hole.  Spacers called it ‘The Long Shadow’, and it was just a strip of blackness that stretched all the way across the horizon.  But your Mama always loves a little risk, so she gave me a look, and I held her hand, and we flew right in!  

We found the ship no trouble.  Inside, it wasn’t actually dark.  It was pretty bright, actually. The ship was a luxury cruiser, but it had just been left to drift, so it was in pretty bad shape.  We got to the main hold, where the bulk of the treasure was, and this big massive droid was there.  He played us a message from King Arak Drayen, Risha’s Greatgranddaddy, and then promptly tried to kill us and protect the treasure.  

Well, your mama and I knew that we didn’t have any time to waste, so we trashed the droid and all of the turrets it controlled, and then we began to load everything up on the Skylark.  The first thing we brought was this fancy, red metal chest, all carved metal and set with jewels and pretty things like that. We knew it held the crown Auntie Risha had been searching for.  

We came out of the hold with the first load, ready to fill up the Skylark, but we were face to face with trouble!  Somebody was waiting for us on the gangplank--Skavak!

THAT NO GOOD SON OF A HUTT?

That no good son of a hutt was waiting for us!  And tomorrow I’ll tell you what happened next.  

Aww dad!

For now, it’s time for bed. Goodnight kids, I love you.

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So last night, I told you about how your Mama and I flew into a massive black hole and found a hidden treasure. Well, we came tromping towards the Skylark with a gravsled full of treasure, and what should we see, but Skavak!

THAT NO GOOD SON OF A HUTT!

He was standing on the gangplank of the Skylark, and in his hand, he held Torchy, my genuine BlasTech ALT-25 blaster with a magnatomic adhesion grip and side-mounted rangefinder, which he had stolen back on Ord Mantell when he stabbed me in the back. Well, me and your Mama were completely surprised. We’d left everybody behind when we flew into the black hole, since we didn’t know if we were gonna make it or not. We hadn’t seen a living soul since we left Nar Shaddaa, and we’d trashed every droid that we saw. 

“Hey Captain,” he said, as if he hadn’t just spent the last few months hunting us and trying to kill us at every turn.  “Bet you’re surprised to see me here!”

Your Mama asked him how he’d gotten here, and he told us that he’d hitched a ride on the only ship that could make the trip--the Skylark!  Turns out that scum had snuck aboard on Nar Shaddaa and stowed away in Bowdaar’s room for the journey.

I was trying to casually reach for my rifle, but Skavak...

THAT NO GOOD SON OF A HUTT!

... saw me and pointed Torchy right at my face.  He told us, “You’re not gonna need those anymore.  I wanna be civil about this, really.”  I tried not to laugh, but it didn’t seem to make him angry.  Your Mama and he were insulting each other back and forth, all the while he was coming closer.  And then the conversation took a very strange turn.

“Bottom line,” he says, “There’s nothing you have that I can’t steal.”

Well, your Mama is no fool, but y’all know how she has a temper.  You shouldn’t make challenges like that to her, because she’s liable to open her mouth and double down if she’s properly vexed, and that man had pushed her way beyond that, what with fooling with the Skylark and everything that came after. So she says, “Oh really?  Nothing that I have? Nothing at all?”  Her voice got all soft and sultry and she was legitimately batting her eyes.

So you can imagine what went through my mind, you know? This man had already tried to kill me once, da...darn near succeeded, not to mention all the times he’s sent hired goons after us, and now your Mama starts making comments like that!

“Don’t toy with my heart, Captain,” he says, “it’s fragile.” 

I wanted to take his fragile little heart and crush it under my boots, but your mama steps forward and says, “We’re so much alike! We don’t have to be enemies.”

Skavak...

THAT NO GOOD SON OF A HUTT!

...comes even closer, and I definitely did not like the way he was looking at your Mama.  He said that he’d been imagining the two of them together, and I just could not keep quiet any longer.  “Are you both out of your minds?” I said.  

Well, your Mama flicked her hand at me, waving me off, and that snake laughed at me.  “That’s right Kid,” he said.  “The Captain and I need a minute.”  I wasn’t gonna move, but your Mama turned and gave me a LOOK, and then I knew she was planning something.  So I did what she said.  

That scum came up even closer to your Mama, and as I watched, the Captain wrapped her fingers in his shirt, pulled him close and kissed him right on the lips!

EWW!!!

Eww is right!  I almost had a heart attack! But she flung her other hand over his shoulder, wrapping herself around him, and I took the moment to strike.  I didn’t dare shoot him when he was so close to your Mama, so I took my rifle and smashed him right in the side of the head, just as your Mama brought up her knee and kicked him in the...well, she kicked him where it hurt a lot.

In the penis.

Yes, well, ANYWAYS, between the two of us, he was laying on the floor, crying like a little baby, and your Mama pulled her gun and screamed “DIE YOU PIG-LIZARD!” and shot him dead, right then and there.  

And that’s how I got Torchy back and how we finally got rid of Skavak...

THAT NO GOOD SON OF A HUTT!!

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Hey Sweetheart. Your Mama said you’d had a pretty rough day. Wanna talk about it?

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That’s alright, Darlin’, you don’t have to say anything if you don’t want to. I’m just gonna sit here and rub your back for a while, alright, and tell you a story. Your mama thought it might help. I tried to get her to come tell it to you, but she said that telling stories was my job, and anyways, she hates talking about what happened, even with me. She’s still pretty ashamed of how things went down.

So you see, after that business with Auntie Risha and Nok Drayen, your mama and the crew of the Skylark accepted a contract as a privateer of the Republic. We were working with Senator Dodanna of Commenor, and our main contact was a man named Darmas Pollaran. Now, I was the one who introduced him to your mama in the first place, and while he did help us get the Skylark back when Skavak...

...

...when SKAVAK...

...

...stole her. He pointed us at various targets, and we’d do our best to steal them or disrupt their operations, and then any extra perks that we picked up along the way, he’d sell and give us a cut, or he’d deliver them to the Republic to help the war effort. Or so we thought.

You see, the Captain and I were STILL having troubles with Rogan the Butcher. That man had been hunting us ever since his shipment of weapons got stolen back on Ord Mantell. He’d tried and tried to kill us, sending bounty hunters after us constantly, which was definitely not welcome but occasionally an occupational hazard when you’re a smuggler. Darmas told us that Rogun was actually working for the Voidwolf, a slaver who became an Imperial Privateer and then an Imperial officer proper, an admiral no less. This Voidwolf was trying to gather the biggest underworld gangs under his control and use them to overthrow the Republic. 

So it got even more personal. Rogan was not only trying to kill us, but now he was trying to destroy the Republic, too. We started hunting him just like he was trying to hunt us, and finally we caught up to the snake. It was a long time coming, and your Mama had sprung quite the tidy trap catching him. And then he drops this little gem.

“TRAITOR.”

Well, it turns out, Darmas was actually an agent of the Empire all along, and he’d bribed Senator Dodonna to work with the Empire in exchange for giving her a little planet of her own to rule over. EUGH! Should’ve known better than to work for a politician. They’re dirtier than a Hutt’s underbelly. Rogun told us that we’d been doing the Voidwolf’s bidding this whole time, and all the times we thought we were helping the Republic, we were actually taking out his enemies instead. 

We couldn’t believe it. We didn’t want to believe it. But right then, the Voidwolf sent two Sith to take us both out, and he called us on holo to gloat and rub it in. Rogun offered a temporary truce, and between his booby trapped hidey hole and some of your Mama’s tricks, we managed to take them out pretty quickly. After that, we negotiated a more permanent truce--we’d done a number on his organization, and so in exchange for not attacking us again and him promising to keep fighting the Empire, he pointed us at the Voidwolf instead. Your Mama agreed--it was a pretty bad deal, but she was in shock and wasn’t handling things too well.

What’d she do?

Well, Rosie, first she drank every drop of liquor we had on the Skylark, and then she went and locked herself in her quarters and wouldn’t come out. She’s sensitive, your mama, though she tries to hide it. She cried some, but most of the time she just lied there, in her bed, couldn’t sleep, just thinking about all that she’d done while accidentally fighting for the Empire, all hurt she’d caused. She’d even killed people, thinking that they were working for the blasted Imps, when actually they were helping out the Republic. She couldn’t get it out of her head, didn’t want to move forward because she couldn’t trust her judgment, couldn’t trust herself not to cause more harm than good. 

Risha flew the Skylark to Corellia while I tried to coax your Mama out of bed. I tried everything: her favorite foods, her favorite things--hell, I even made Risha stop so I could get her flowers. But nothing. Eventually, I just sat with her and rubbed her back, kinda like I’m doing now, and I told her that I loved her and that I knew she was sad and ashamed, but that we could still make a difference for good, and that I needed her help with that. 

Did it work?

Well, it got us through the next little while. She eventually let me get her up and out, just in time to go planetside. We reported that Dodonna and Darmas were traitors, and we worked to stop the Voidwolf from completely uniting the underworld. We ended up destroying an entire Imperial fleet, but I’ll tell you that part of the story some other time. For now, the important thing that you should know is that your Mama learned that she could take responsibility for her actions while simultaneously forgiving herself for being tricked. She didn’t mean for anything bad to happen, even though her actions led to a lot of bad things. So we worked together to make things right. I helped her, Auntie Risha and Uncle Bowdaar helped her, and even the Republic helped make things right since we’d been working under Senator Dodonna’s instructions at the time.  

It wasn’t perfect, and your mama still has some bad times and some bad days, but for the most part, she’s learned and grown from this experience. She’s a better Captain and a better Mama now, and she has patience and forgiveness and understanding for others, because she’s needed those things herself. 

I’m sorry you had to start learning those same lessons at your age, kiddo. It hurts, doesn’t it, to feel ashamed of your actions.

I didn’t mean for everything to happen, Daddy, I really didn’t!

I know, Rosie. I know. We will help you make it right, okay? I promise. And if you want to talk to me or your Mama about things, just know that we understand. We’ve been there! But you’re gonna have to take responsibility for what happened though, even though you didn’t mean it.

I’m sorry.

I’m sorry too, Sweetie. I love you.

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Well, kids, I’ve got a special story for you tonight.  Our story starts a couple of years after your Mama defeated the Voidwolf, and your Mama and I were going on a much-needed romantic dinner date on Nar Shaddaa. You see, we’d been keeping up a rather grueling pace of deliveries in between meeting up with suppliers and making deals with independent contractors.  It had been over two months since we’d even gone planetside for anything other than business, and I’d gone all out, pulled out all the stops--flowers, romantic music, private table, dinner of all your Mama’s favorite foods!

...And then we got a holocall.  Now, the Captain, being the Captain, gets lots of holocalls from a lot of very important people.  She has senators on speed dial, you understand.  She’s very good about making people feel special and making deals, and one of the ways she does that is by working directly with them. But for this night, she’d silenced her comm and only a few people could ring through, and they all knew we were busy. So who do you suppose it was? 

UNCLE GUSS!

That’s right, kids, Uncle Guss.  Your Uncle Guss interrupted our dinner date with what he described as a tiny problem.

If it was such a tiny problem, why’d he call Mama then?

That’s exactly what I said, Maddie!  But as he turned the holo around to show us what was going on, we realized that he was about to be overrun by gangsters!  Apparently, he’d decided that while your Mama and I were busy, that would be the best time to do a little bit of dealing on his own.  He took some of the goods he’d kept stashed away on the Skylark and reached out to a few of the people he knew would be interested.  No problem, right?  Except that they BOTH wanted the supplies he had to offer.  He went with the best deal, of course, but the Kintan Kings didn’t take no for an answer.  They crashed his delivery to a rival gang and a fight broke out.  Guss wasn’t overrun, not yet, but he knew that the Kings had a lot of guys and he was afraid that they’d kill him, so he called your Mama.

Well, the Captain has a heart bigger than a Wookie’s appetite, so when she saw that Guss was in trouble, she INSISTED that we go and help him out.  I tried to stop her, of course, because I didn’t want her doing nothing dangerous, but she looked at me with a crazy glint in her eye and she said, “Corso Riggs, you have five seconds to get me a speeder or I will stun you and leave you behind!”  

OH NO!

She meant business, and I knew it, so I agreed, but I made her promise to stay behind me and use her stealth field generator.  So we zoomed off towards the private hanger, which was only a few minutes away from us. We landed outside and the Kings immediately started taking potshots at me from the upper windows.  It’s a strategy me and your Mama have used in the past.  I draw their attention while she sneaks around and takes them out from behind.  Worked like a charm, just like always. When they realized that they were being attacked from all sides and they had no idea how many of us there were or where the shots were coming from, they cut their losses.

Now, as soon as they left, Guss popped out of his hidey hole and started making excuses, telling us how he didn’t know that this would happen and how it weren’t his fault. Your Mama is usually pretty patient with Guss, on account of how he makes her laugh and all, but this time she smacked him round the head and told him to shut up and get her a speeder.  You see, the Captain was pregnant, and Rosie was due to arrive very soon. Sometime in between sneaking in and chasing off those gangsters, your Mama felt things change inside of her and she knew that she needed to get herself to the hospital right quick. 

You were lucky I waited until you were on planet!

Maybe a little, Rosie, but we had a meddroid on the Skylark, of course, and we’d always intended to make berth someplace and wait until everthing was finished. That’s why we’d come to Nar Shaddaa in the first place! So Guss ran off to find a shuttle or speeder while I made sure your Mama was alright.  He comes zooming back with a cute little private speeder, just barely big enough for the three of us.

Four, you mean, with Rosie!

Three, I wasn’t born yet.

FOUR!

Well, ANYWAYS, the whole group of us got on the speeder and your Mama wanted to fly BUT she was a bit uncomfortable so every few minutes, she’d make me grab the helm and keep us steady while she was distracted. We got to the hospital, and Guss scooped the Captain up and rushed her right inside while I’m still trying to unfold myself from the back seat.  I get in there, and he’s already got them droids and doctors in a tizzy, taking care of your Mama and calling him “Master Jedi” and all.  He’s spinning this crazy yarn involving gangsters and stolen medicine from children and normally your Mama plays along because she thinks he’s funny, but that day, she’d HAD ENOUGH. She gave him a look, just one, and he closed his mouth in the middle of his story and said, “I gotta go take care of the speeder” and headed on his way right quick. 

Well, me and the Captain were taken back to a very nice room, and soon enough the droids had your Mama all hooked up and ready to go.  We just had to wait a while for things to get farther along.  Now that your Mama was settled, we were both really excited to meet our little girl. I got to sit and hold the Captain’s hand.  Soon enough, it was time.  The Doctor came in, and out popped the tiniest little sprite of a girl with a tuft of red hair, just like her Mama.  I used to think that I couldn’t love anyone as much as I loved the Captain, but when I saw her, my heart grew as big as a star and I knew I was changed forever.  

Your Uncle Guss spent the next few months making things up to me and your Mama.  He kept bringing presents by and doing favors until the Captain took pity on him and told him she’d forgiven him ages ago. He promised to keep out of trouble in the future, and while he’s surely not done that, he HAS managed to keep himself safe each time the other kids arrived! 

Anyways, I love you kids.  You are ALL very precious to me. Goodnight.