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A few weeks had passed since Luke Skywalker destroyed the Death Star. In doing so, the Empire had been dealt a major blow. Luke and Han Solo were both awarded medals for their roles in the battle. The night after, and for several following days, a festive, celebratory mood filled the Rebels on Yavin IV.
But now, though, things were starting to calm down. People still congratulated Luke and Han when they saw them. But the mood had gotten much more subdued. Some would say that things at the Rebel Base had become boring.
Well...almost.
Han Solo had met Princess Leia Organa on the Death Star. What had started off as initial tension had developed into a real friendship between the princess and the scoundrel. Leia truly appreciated and valued both Han and Luke. But that didn’t mean she and the captain of the Millennium Falcon weren’t immune from the occasional spat. And today was just one of those days.
“Oh, come on, Princess,” Han implored. “You know I’m right.”
“Nope. No. Absolutely not!” Leia responded.
“Suit yourself,” said Han.
“You are impossible to deal with sometimes,” said Leia.
“And yet you still talk to me every day,” Han retorted.
“Well, I do enjoy your company...most of the time,” Leia admitted.
“And you’re not so half bad yourself, Princess,” said Han.
“Thank you,” said Leia. “You’re still an idiot, though.”
“Whatever,” Han grumbled.
They continued like that for several more minutes. Han and Leia were so engrossed in their argument that they barely paid any attention to where they were going. They didn’t even notice when the air around them grew hot and steamy.
Luke Skywalker rounded a corner. His hair was wet. He wore nothing but a towel around his waist. Upon seeing Leia. He let out a loud scream, while struggling to maintain a grip on his towel.
“Woah, kid! Calm down!” Han exclaimed. “What’s wrong?”
“L-Leia!” Luke stammered.
“What about me?” asked Leia. “And why are you wearing only a towel?”
“I was taking a shower,” Luke answered. “Because this is the ‘fresher. The men’s ‘fresher!”
“OHHH!” Han and Leia said together after exchanging a quick glance with each other.
“Once again, Han, you are an idiot!” Leia scolded. She buried her face in her hands.
“Well, I had to take a leak, but you were too busy arguing with me,” said Han.
“What was the fight about?” asked Luke. In the short time he had know Han and Leia, Luke had grown close to them. He felt that they filled the holes in his heart left by the deaths of his Uncle Owen and Aunt Beru, as well as the old Jedi Master, Obi-Wan “Ben” Kenobi.
Leia had suffered ever greater loses than Luke. Her entire planet, Alderaan, had been destroyed by the Empire’s Death Star. Among the dead were her parents, Bail and Breha Organa. Luke felt good about blowing up the space station during the Battle of Yavin. And even though Luke knew this would never bring back Leia’s parents to her, he was honored when she bestowed a medal upon him after the battle.
As for Han, Luke enjoyed seeing the moments when the captain let his softer side show. When Han and Leia argued, it bothered Luke, because he knew how much they really did like each other. Plus, it always seemed like these spats grew from the most petty and ridiculous reasons.
“You know what, kid?” asked Han. “I can’t remember.”
“Neither can I,” said Leia.
“Very well, then,” said Luke. “But you’re lucky that I was the only one in the ‘fresher right now. And that I just screamed when I saw Leia. I don’t think that Wedge and those other guys would be so accepting of seeing a woman in here.”
“Oh, please,” Leia said with a roll of her eyes. “You think I haven’t seen a shirtless man before? But, Luke, I will thank you for keeping such a tight grip on that towel.”
“I mean, as much as I like you, Leia, our friendship is still so new,” said Luke. “And I didn’t accidentally want you to see me completely in the buff. You, too, Han.”
“It wouldn’t have bothered me, kid,” said Han. “I’m ex-Imperial, remember? I’ve showered with other naked guys plenty of times.”
“Yeah, well, showering with other men is something I’m still adjusting to,” said Luke. “Along with using actual water every time. When I lived on Tattooine, even though my aunt and uncle were moisture farmers, it was very rare for us to use real water for bathing. We mostly used sonics.”
“You’ll get used to both those things,” said Han. “But I don’t want you to be embarrassed around me. I’m your friend.”
“Thanks, Han,” said Luke. “Hey, didn’t you say you came into the ‘fresher because you had to pee?”
“Yeah, that’s right,” said Han. “Thanks for reminding me.”
“Well, you go do that,” said Luke. “I’ll get dressed. And I guess we’ll decide where to go from there.”
“You know, I’m getting hungry,” said Leia. “I’ll go down to the mess and meet you guys there.”
“Sounds good to me, Princess,” said Han.
“Yeah,” Luke agreed. “I’ll see you later, then.”
The trio went to do their separate tasks. They regrouped at the mess sometime later. Leia had already gotten food for her, Han and Luke.
“Leia, I forgot to ask earlier, did anyone see you follow me into the guy’s ‘fresher?” Han questioned. “And what about when came out by yourself?”
“Not that I know of,” Leia replied. “But if anyone did, they’ll keep quiet if they know what’s good for them.”
“Han, Leia, let today be a lesson for the both of you,” said Luke. “The next time you two get into one of your arguments, please pay attention to where you’re going.” And then the three friends burst out laughing.