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Those naffers put me in Star Wars? Worse, in Anakin? He is a trouble magnet of the worst degree! I stopped thinking when Mum shoved her tit in my face. The taste of warm milk is not one of my favorites, but I have to suck it up for now… irony or sarcasm? Meh.

I reckon I have nine years to prepare, two of them are useless… hmm, from what age are we forced to work? In some regions on Earth, they start as early as four or five, well, most of them are orphans or abandoned, still, I am facing hard times.

Memories seeped in on how I handled it before, huh? I was a baby before this? When did that happen? Slowly my time in Westeros unlocked, especially how I survived Fleabottom. The dangers are different here though, no Varys to see if you are the bastard of Robert, but Jedi and Sith looking for kids to brainwash. At least I am armed with the knowledge of how to survive this mess.

During the first months, I limited myself to using only Magic at my meals, a quick Gemino spell on every mouthful provided enough to satisfy my hunger, that way, Mum got enough milk to help another mother out with a twin. It got her a lot of goodwill from the rest of the slaves.

When it was time to eat solid food, a small transfiguration made my food more nutritious, but looking the same. Transfigurations only last a day or two, but that is enough to digest the nutrients from Gemino-spelled food. For every mouthful it doubled, it even made me watch out for getting overweight. Every chance I got, I did the same for Mum. The result was a big healthy kid and a healthy mum.

Mother is a skilled mechanic, and I watched her all the time, trying to learn how all that stuff works, I have vague memories of Star ships but they are fading, no matter how I try to keep them in my mindscape, they slip away, my time in Westeros however became more clear every day.

From day one, I started to meditate and try to shield my Magic and hopefully my Force. Mother is working for a big slug named Gardulla, not that we saw a lot of him, we spent most of our time living in the repair shop. I decided it was best not to help Mum out, making her too valuable will prevent Watto to win us in a bet. Al I have to do is wait and learn until I am three years old.

Xxxxx

Finally! Gardulla lost a bet with Watto, Mum and I changed ownership, from a big slug to an overgrown Doxy with an ugly nose… it is not much of an upgrade if you ask me. I made my first task to ward the property to hide my Magic. I managed to feel the Force too, I let it guide me to select the wards to hide it too. For the first time in this world, I feel safe.

Now I have two years to make myself useful to that flying smurf with the ugly nose.

Mum is the first hurdle: "Mum? I want to help, can I? Can I? I can clean things for you. Can I? Can I? Cleaning things is not difficult. Can I? Can… thanks, Mum."

Starting slow, and building it up, vanishing the dirt from the parts for a month got me in her good books, small things got a reparo on top, and three months later I am repairing stuff next to Mum.

She already noticed my Magic and warned me: "Ani, never use the Force when someone is around. They will take you away if they found out."

I nodded: "I won't even do it when Watto is watching, Mum."

Smi sighed: "That is a good idea, Ani, he might sell you to Force users, and not all of them are good ones."

I smiled at Mother: "I'll be a mechanic like you, so we can stay together. Watto will not want to sell us because we are so good."

Smi smiled sadly: "We can't control our fate Ani, we can only hope for the best."

Working for Watto in his junkyard is educational, by repairing stuff I recognized a lot of their functions, as if I worked with them before, it made me curse the naffers that blocked those memories. What use are memories from a kid that is swinging a hammer to bash some medieval barbarians? None, I agree.

Every once in a while, I asked Watto if I can have a piece of junk, the Force was telling me to ask it, don't ask me why or how I just know it.

Watto looked at the piece of junk and nodded: "You can have it boy, but you better start working harder."

Wtf? That fat blue hummingbird… somethinghy is asking a three-year-old to work harder? If I didn't need the creep, he would be looking like a Tinkerbell… no, that would be an upgrade.

I pretended to be enthusiastic and nodded vigorously: "Thanks Watto, I'll work very hard! You better believe it!"

Huh? I am channelizing Naruto? I better stop that, it would be bad for my health if I ever end up there. Positive thoughts, clear the mind from all things blond with whiskers… Ah, it is gone.

Xxxxx

The house Mum and I live in used to be from the mother of the previous owner, being the only slaves he owned, we were allowed to live there. Which is better than a corner in the workshop, believe me, I know. It is definitively better than Fleabottom in Kings Landing.

I learned a lot of new things by studying the parts; Hyperdrives, shield generators, droids, even laser cannons. An old cockpit of a broken-down cargo YT ship made me recognize the position in the ship of the different parts I repaired so far. It is like a freaking Lego game.

The parts are all plug-and-play, you can combine endlessly if you stay with the same constructor. Like the Corellian Spaceships have all the same outlets for their parts, no matter how old or new your ship is. The most disappointing part? The small Star Wars spaceships are butt ugly! They look like something the A-team jammed together in a workshop. Take that Millennium Falcon for example, the cockpit of that thing is sticking out at the side; flying that contraption must be a nightmare. Landing it most definitively is.

But, that is me nitpicking. I found the other parts of that Cargo YT spread around through the yard, all of the useful stuff was already removed, but still, I learned a lot from it. Repairing spaceships is out of my reach right now, repairing vaporators for moisture farms is my main job, also repairing droids.

My reparo spell works best when I have two damaged vaporators, and do a reparo on one of them. I have to damage the vaporator afterward to make it look secondhand. I can repair six vaporators with one spare. As long as the items were originally the same, the spell takes substance from the spare to replace the missing parts. Mum is still amazed when I do the spell, even after months.

We warded a corner of the workshop with notice-me-nots and compulsion wards to look somewhere else and forget about this corner. This corner is where I do most of my Magic. Mum trusts me completely, she thinks I am some kind of Force miracle because she doesn't remember getting fucked. Come to think of it, there must be a lot of Force miracles on Earth. They even designed a drug for it.

But, Mum is happy by thinking the Force fucked her in her sleep, I let her think that of course. Telling her she got shagged by a Jedi and obliviated after the fun, it will ruin her view of me. We can't have that.

Our work made Watto's repair shop becoming famous for its quality, people even brought bigger items in for repair, speeders and engines of all kinds. With no spare parts of the same kind, the reparo spell got harder to do, I solved it by transfiguring a piece of metal in the shape of the part I want to repair.

To keep up appearances that we did everything the normal way, we took our time to do the job, Mum got 5% of the profits from Watto, with a maximum of a month's wager of a normal mechanic. To spoil me, she spent a big part of that money on engineering books and manuals for me to study, after she noticed my interest in it. Having a mindscape helped a lot with understanding this new technology, it is not an eidetic memory, but it comes close to it.

Xxxxx

It was my fifth name day, Watto acknowledged our talents, so he kept us out of his idiotic bets, he lost more than he ever won, I bet the Force must have helped him to win us. Well, I am happy, Mum is happy, the flying smurf is reasonably happy, whatever can go wrong?

I knew I jinxed it! Jabba the slug took an interest in Watto's shop, he started to send his junk to us and expected prime quality back. When we looked at the pile of junk I asked Watto: "How can we repair this? What was it before? To fix this will cost you more than a new one!"

Watto grumbled: "Not fixing this will end you in the stomach of a Rancor, snotty brat, so get on it."

That is like walking into a barbershop with a picture of Brad Fucking Pit and saying: "I want that hairdo." All the while you are on the way to look like Jean-Luc Picard or that Professor X… same actor, I keep forgetting that.

Mum sighed and said: "We go one at a time, Ani, we set the worst pieces apart, and start with what we can salvage. We better not do too good of a job, or they will get suspicious. I bet this is a test."

In the end, we managed to repair some of the stuff, I did some minor repairs to maintain our quality but kept it low profile. I hope it is enough to keep us out of that Rancor's stomach. In the end, we managed to repair three speeders and two of those flying motorcycles. We could not recognize the rest.

Watto came to inspect the results and nodded: "Acceptable, expect more work to come from Jabba. His majordomo Bib Fortuna is the man to do the deals with. You better show him respect, his word can get you to be Rancor food too."

The day after, a new pile of junk was delivered, this time we could even recognize some of it. Those bastards are working Mum to the bone!

At home, I showed Mum something new: "Mum, I have this ability that I can duplicate food and water, see this pallie fruit? Now we have three of them, see Mum? I can do this with water too. From now on we don't have to worry about food or water."

Smi looked at me and asked: "How long have you been doing this, Ani?"

Hmm, I better be a bit honestich: "For as long as I can remember, Mum, when I noticed what I was doing, I saw that nobody else could do that, so I kept it quiet. Watto fed us enough, so I didn't have to do this here, but this way we can save some money. Maybe even enough to buy our freedom."

Smi sighed: "By doing those repairs, we raised our value Ani. We are known for our good work, Watto won't sell us, not even for double of our value."

Crap! I shot in my own foot again! But still, that Force is guiding me to do that for some reason. One by one we repaired most of the pile of junk, I did the lion part of the work to give Mum time to rest. The news that we are working for Jabba reduced the hooligans that bothered us. At least something good came from this mess.

Xxxxx

The last one that tried to shag Mum, has his nuts dried out. A mistake I found out later, Mum actually wanted to get shagged by that dude… my bad. I am glad that Floating Smurf has no interest in Mum, catching them in the act would be a nightmare.

I noticed Mum got that Itch once or twice a month, usually, she waited until I am asleep to sneak out, but after that dude came visiting, I reinforced my wards, it pinged every time she snuck out. Imagining your Mother shagging a dude is not healthy for a Son, although I understand she has some urges. Meh, It keeps her healthy… happy.

Believe it or not, but I made some friends, some street rats from the neighborhood, Kitster and Wald, and an old crone Jira, she has a fruit stand on the market selling Pallies, the local fruit. She liked me after I repaired a cooling unit for her once, and reinforced it with some runes, making it a stasis box when closed.

I don't know where Jabba gets his drivers from, those morons kept on crashing their speeders. I am certain I repaired this piece of junk for the third time. The money is good though, Mum got the maximum pay for three months in a row, Watto even gave me a small bonus, his face looked pained when he handed me a whole Wupiupi. Yeah! One Wupiupi! 63 more than I have one whole Pegat! Or one and a half and I have one Republican Credit! I am rich!

Watto grumbled: "Take that look from your face little brat, or it will be the last one you get from me."

I grinned: "I know you like me Watto, I like you too, you are like the father I never wanted."

I had to dodge the first thing that Watto got his hands on and threw at me. He groaned when he noticed it was a newly repaired transceiver, now due for another repair.

Another skill I wanted to try out is transformation Magic. Especially metals, more specifically: lead to gold. Yeah, a mad alchemist in the making here! What those old-school Alchemists didn't know of, was the atomic structure of Gold. I spend three days figuring out how to change the atomic structure of the metal and make it a permanent transfiguration.

First, I transformed pieces of metal into equal sizes, then, I transfigured the metal atoms into Gold atoms, the spell took a lot of Magic to work one piece made me exhausted, I hid the gold, and checked every day to see if the spell stuck. A month later I have a nice pile of Gold under my bed… I better find a more suitable place to hide my stuff.

A benefit of all those transfigurations is that my Magic is getting stronger. For that, I exhausted my Magic every night. Another change is that I started to train my body, doing parkour is easy if you have a scrap yard to jump through. After every workout, I eased my fatigue with Magic, which was another shortcut to train my body.

A third method is rituals, a bit risky with the twin Suns and three moons, it will triple the effects of the ritual, or cancel them out with a backlash. The ritual I am setting my hopes on, will reinforce my bones and strengthen my muscles. It is a minor ritual that Tom disregarded for a stronger one, this one doesn't need a human or animal sacrifice, just a diagram written in charcoal… could I use Carbon instead of Charcoal? I bet if I use Graphite, the crystallized form of Carbon, will give better results and is untraceable after the ritual is done. My body will be Magically enforced by this ritual, a win-win.

I took the risk! After carefully analyzing the Arithmancy of the ritual, and studying the movements of the moons, I selected a night to perform the ritual. The Junkyard is already heavily warded against all kinds of Magic detection, so I choose to do the ritual here. I cleared a space in the center of the yard, transfigured the soil into stone, and started to draw the runes on the stone.

The drawing took an hour, when it was finished, I took my place in the middle, and at the predicted time I started the chant to activate the runes. I noticed my mistake when even I felt the ripple go through the Force with a vengeance. The ritual only lasted ten minutes, but those ten were felt through the Galaxy. When the ritual was done, I hurried to remove any evidence of it and raised some extra anti-scrying wards. My only hope is that they didn't have enough time to pinpoint my location.

I avoided using spells for a few weeks, we noticed several hooded figures mulling around in town, a fact that the local hoodlums took offense on. When a brawl ended with the lighting of a lightsaber, Jabba came into action. The next day the town was clear. So having Jabba around is good for something. Life went on after that, my magic tripled after that ritual, everything I do is as if I use a wand. Wandless is cool but exhausting, now it is a walk in the park.

Xxxxx

When I was six, Watto took me along when he found out I could predict the winner eight out of ten times. It was on my seventh birthday that I put my mind on Pod racing, or more exactly, on building one. I took that year to study the mechanics behind the Pods and Pod racing. You can describe it in one word: Madness. You have to be a complete lunatic to race in one of those. That is why I have to try it at least once.

Watto bought a few crashed pods with Mum's money when I begged her for them. Yeah, I can beg if I have to. The compulsion charm helped too.

Watto grumbled: "Only in your free time, you hear me, brat? Or it will go all in the shredder."

I grinned at him, it drives him up the wall when I do that: "You better bet on me when I start to race Watto. Well, maybe not the first few times, but I will get there."

Watto snorted: "You win a Pod race? That will be the day that it will start raining."

I shrugged: "I can't promise you it will rain, but a lot off Pegats."

Watto laughed: "Get inside, snotty brat, go boost to your Mum, I can't wait to hear what she has to say about you going to pilot a Pod race."

My Pod looks awesome! I had to show Mum that my pod could stand a crash at the speed of sound… you know what I mean, the engines are boosted with runes from all kinds, the fuel is replicating in the tanks, cooling runes on the engines, runes to improve aerodynamics, you named, and I put it on the pod. The only things missing are the spikes from the Ben Hur movie.

Hah! Today is my first-ever Pod race! The only thing left to learn is to trash talk, I heard that it is an important part of the pre-race. When I was walking around my Pod to check it out, another pilot tried to mock me.

He said: "Are they allowing kiddies to race these days? Kid? Why don't you go back to your mother?"

I sagely nodded: "Thank you for being concerned for me sir, but I already registered, if I drop out now, the bookies are going to be mad. To appreciate your concern, I will give you a head start to make it fair."

He fumed: "Don't you know who I am little kid? I am Sebulba! The favorite of the race! If I get a head start you will never see me in the race!"

I smiled: "Really, you are the favorite? So I get the odds against me! I have to bet on myself! Thanks for the tip mister, I tell Mum to place a bet on me! Don't worry mister, I will pass you safely, there is no reason to be scared."

Sebulba raged: "Kid, you won't finish this race even when it is the last thing I'll do!"

I raised an eyebrow: "Oh? You are going to retire after this race? That is news! I will tell the reporters they pay good money for this. But, will you have enough money to keep your Twi'leks? They are expensive I heard."

I know, my trash talk still needs some work. I got one angry though. Now, the last thing I should do is to leave my pod unsupervised, but I have to go to the loo.

When I came back, I had to do secretly a reparo to get everything in working order, remove some explosives from my engines, and place them on an orange Pod that looked pretty fast. I guess I am ready to win a race.

Hey! That orange Pod is Sebulba's! Now I don't have to feel guilty for planting those explosives on it. He was the only one that I made mad at me, so it was easy to see who messed my Pod up. A small cutting spell on a fuel line made certain that he will go out with a bang… a big bang.

Being a newbie, I had to start on the back row, not that I minded it, after all, I promised to give Sebulba a head start. Now, my gear, it was nothing like it was from the movies, in the movie he wore a helmet and goggles like the car racers on Earth wore in the fifties.

My helmet is state of the art, complete with a visor and a HUD display, it showed the intel of my Pod and a mini-map of the region of the race track. My Pod you ask? Instead of an open convertible, my Pod was closed, that was the only demand Mother made. Her boy must be safe in his Pod. It was fine by me though, I have Airco in my Pod, so I am better off than those guys, who are sitting in a Pod with two hot engines beside them.

The start was hilarious, Sebulba was in pole position when the start sign was given. He went off full throttle, just before the first bend, he activated his explosives. Two of his four engines went up with a bang. It stopped him dead in the sand, the ones behind him could not avoid him and crashed into his Pod, shoving him aside, three more bumped into Sebulba before the rest passed him by. The fuel line I cut burst open and leaked on the hot engine, which caused another big bang. It left the poor lad with a bunch of scraps. Meh, too bad, I did a roadrunner Beep, Beep when I passed him safely.

The other racers are not exactly chivalrous either, Mr. Lucas took his inspiration from the Ben Hur movie, instead of horse chariots, so now we have Pods with two badass engines, playing bumper cars. I never raced before, but I have experience in driving my car through Paris and Rome. Believe me, you have to got steel balls to drive in those cities as a tourist. The moment they notice your license plate is from another country, all gloves are off, and you are the mouse the local cats play with.

That experience helped me to pass the bullies, the first one I needed to pass was the worst, he knew I am the last one, with my passing him will cause him to lose his sponsors, so he did every dirty trick in the book to keep me behind. In the end, I cut him off in a bend of the track, like those Parisians love to do, and pushed him into the decor. The second and third ended the same way, no that is not playing dirty, ask any citizen from Paris or Rome, they will tell you it is normal practice.

I don't know if it was the Force that was guiding me or my own talent… I vote for the talent, but driving this Pod is easy, Watto will make a killing if he buys the scrap. I made certain different parts of those Pods get damaged. I can make at least three good ones from them… four if I pass the next ones.

I bet this is the first race with so few reaching the finish line, I ended first with a big lead to the second one, the third one just managed to get his Pod over the finish line before his engines gave up. I'll bet that will make Watto happy… he looks happy though.

Watto floated to me: "You made me a lot of Pegats, brat. I even took a risk and bet your Mother and you against Sebulba's Twi'leks, he proposed the bet himself. Now, get my prize money, and bring it to me."

That mother fucker! I don't get shit? That fat Doxy is claiming my hard-earned prize money? That blue mini-blimp even had the nerve to bet me and Mum for two Twi'leks? Oh, he is going to pay for that!

Xxxxx

We ended up with two Twi'leks in our home, twins, which made them worth double, Aola Fenn and Shiri Fenn. Both are hotties, the downside? I have to bunk with Mum. The next day, we made two single beds to accommodate them both. Compared to living with Sebulba, bunking with us made them think they landed in heaven. Sebulba may have looked like a crossover between a goat and a dog, but he was as horny as the two combined.

Mother damped their enthusiasm: "Sorry girls, but I expect that Watto will sell you sooner or later. Even when you show how skilled you are, it will just raise your worth."

Aola desperately asked: "What can we do to stay here? Getting sold to someone like Sebulba is the worst."

Mother shrugged: "I can't think of something unless you both are skilled mechanics, there is nothing stopping Watto from selling you. He only sees Pegats, and loves to bet on Pod races."

Shiri jumped in: "We helped Sebulba tinker his Pod! We can be mechanics, Smi! Please give us a chance!"

Mum sighed: "That is not up to me to decide, girls, I am just a slave too. I'll speak with Watto to give you a chance. But remember, as Twi'leks you are worth a lot of Pegats, you better be good mechanics to top that."

I commented: "We will help with that. I am pissed at Watto for betting on us at that Pod race. Girls, if you can keep a secret, then you are welcome to stay. It requires a contract though."

Yeah, you think I am thinking with my wiener here? No, I need to train my Magic and Force and need to pull one over at the blue mini-blimp. That is a poor excuse you think? Alright, they are nice eye candy, and living in close quarters, they showed a lot of candy to me. I am seven and a half, eye candy is all I got from it. I let the girls sign a small contract, enough to let them stop spilling my secrets.

Xxxxx

Mum and I cornered Watto, Mum said: "Watto, you won big with those Twi'leks, they are skilled mechanics, as it is now, Ani and I can hardly keep up with the demands from Jabba. The other clients are going somewhere else right now. What if Jabba suddenly decided to take his business elsewhere? Can we give those Twi'leks a chance to prove themselves?"

Watto looked suspicious at us: "What is the catch? I know there is a catch somewhere in that speech."

I answered: "The catch is that we have less work to do, and you have more work done. If Sebulba let them work on his Pods then they are very good at it."

To be honest, I doubt they worked on Sebulba's Pod, Shiri might have told a small lie for a chance to stay here. Bunking with a mother and a small kid reduces the risk to get shagged every twenty minutes.

Watto looked at the both of us: "Fine, I will give them a month, I am planning to wait that long to see what offers I get for them."

Now we have to prove to Watto that keeping them was better than selling them. I sped up my tempo, the girls did not lie to us and were quite skilled, combined, our repairs tripled overnight. The first time the girls saw me do Magic they gasped.

Aola whispered: "You are using the Force! When they find out about it they will come for you! They told us stories about children being taken away from their mothers in Ryloth."

I nodded: "That is why I asked you to sign those contracts. With my use of the Force, we can repair enough to convince Watto to keep you here."

Double Hug! Titties in my face, left and right! Seven years too bloody soon to get something out of it… Crap. Well, I got something out of it, they shared a sonic shower with me, to save the costs of course. Mum got a reward too, Shiri waited until I was asleep and gave Mum some happy times, she was skilled at it, the screams from Mum woke me up.

Aola got in my bed and said: "Calm down, little Jedi, Shiri is thanking Smi for letting us stay here. Those are happy screams you know."

I commented: "I am not seven anymore you know, I am almost eight! I know that Mum is ticklish and screams when you tickle her too much."

Aola sighed: "You are right, let's keep it at tickling, little Jedi."

I hugged Aola and snuggled my head between her tits and said: "Yea, let's keep it at tickling." I silenced Mum's room and fell asleep with a smile on my face.

Shiri and Aola took turns to reward Mum and comfort me, we never complained though, as long as little Ani isn't working properly, it is all innocent fun. I learned a lot about Twi'lek anatomy, especially when I was fondling Shiri's Lekku's in my sleep and her moaning woke me up. Curious, I explored what I can do with those things, she seems very sensitive when I caressed the base of her Lekku. At least that was what the moaning and the sudden shuddering told me.

Xxxxx

My eighth birthday came and went, a double hug from the twins was not something special, I get those every day, the twins took advantage of me though. At night they sometimes moved my hands to their Lekku to get a buzz. It amazes me that they think I do all that in my sleep… or they pretend to think that I think they are thinking I am asleep… Meh, it works for me, it is fun to give them a Lekku job.

Work piled up, now people knew Watto has two more slaves in the repair shop, we became quite popular. The twins delivered a good job too, it kept Watto happy and the twins in my room. On another note, Jabba has a bad temper, we know it by the number of protocol droids we had to repair each time they delivered a load, it is time I build my C-3PO, in these last two years I gathered enough parts to build even two of them.

I managed to make a C-3PO! Not that I need one, though, just to prove I can do it. To get Watto off my back I finished his twin and gave it to him.

I told him: the one in my room isn't finished, I keep it there to see how I can improve the model, you know to make it more durable for Jabba."

Watto glared at me: "You will not do such a thing! That is bad for business. More to repair for us, more money for your Mum, Do you get it?"

I nodded: "Alright, I'll keep it in my room then."

Yes! I manipulated the Doxy to let me keep C-3PO! I'll keep his armor plating aside, to let them see that it is a work in progress. A few weeks later, Watto discarded a broken-down Hyperdrive, a fast fancy type 1.

I asked: "Watto? Can I play with that Hyperdrive? I can learn from it if I dismantle it and become better at fixing Hyperdrives."

Watto glared at me: "I will keep the value for the scraps from your pay, little brat, and you better play with it in your free time!"

I protested: "But Watto! All the things I learn from it will benefit you, can I have it for free?"

Watto waved my protest away: "No, you are costing me too much already, take that piece of junk out of my sight and scram."

Oh, Watto, your good deeds are not going to stay unrewarded. Our time is coming. You better believe it! Crap! Banish all things blond with whiskers… ah, done. Well, I have a Hyperdrive that has my name on it.

Hah! I creamed Sebulba again! The Boonta Eve Classic of 33! I am one year away from my entry into Canon! God, I love Pod racing! It is a legal way to trash your opponents and get away with it. Watto made a killing again, I can't afford to lose a race, that idiot is betting too big. To top it all, fucking Watto took my prize money again. He will lose a Hyperdrive in turn, fuck the blue blimp.

I devoted all my free time to studying and repairing the Hyperdrive, Mum managed to get a manufacturer's manual for said Hyperdrive, with more details and explanations than a customer's manual. It taught me plenty. After completely dismantling it, I repaired each component separately and reinforced it with Runes for durability and cooling, a Hyperdrive's main loss of energy is through heat syncs. Cooling the components will keep the energy from spilling out, hence a boost in its performance… in theory.

To complete my robbery, I showed Watto the duplicated components on the scrap pile before it went into the shredder: "I learned a lot from it Watto, I can fix one with my eyes closed… well, with one eye closed."

Watto saw the parts go in the shredder and said: "It still will get off your pay, brat. Now, get back to work."

Xxxxx

Hah! The Doxy thought I wanted a refund! If only he knew. My next project is an extendable bag, not Hermione's purse, no, a manly… a boyishly one. It took some experiments, especially to expand the opening of the bag, to be able to store very big items, a completely functional Hyperdrive for example. I made it into a backpack, with straps and side pockets, you know, looking like the real thing.

The best part? It is keyed to me alone, anyone else will see a kid's collection of doodads and toys when they open the flap. With a featherweight inscribed, along with a maximized expanding Rune sequence, unbreakable and even a return to owner Rune sequence, I think I can store a small spaceship in it. For now, it holds a Hyperdrive and a shitload of Pegats, a while ago I got a hold of a few Pegats, and analyzed the alloy, I created the metals separately and mixed them with the right proportions. After that, it was just transfiguring them into Pegats. I did that with half of my Gold.

Am I over-preparing myself? Probably, but there is a red and black Sith with horns coming our way, and it is a fucking nasty one. A big case of food and fruit in stasis is part of that preparation too. I made one for Mum, Aola, and Shiri too, bound to them with a drop of blood. When I told them the uses and demonstrated the functions of their beaded bag, I got rewarded with another titty sandwich.

Aola ruffled my hair: "That is a very valuable gift for us Ani. With this, we can get everywhere without getting robbed. You are a very special little Jedi."

Shiri hugged me from behind: "He is our little Jedi. I think we keep him for ourselves. What do you think Smi? Can we keep him?"

Smi laughed: "Ani still has some years to mature, Shiri, eight years is still too young to talk about that."

I protested: "Hey! I am eight and ten months! And how old do I have to be to be mature? Nine?"

Aola grinned: "That would be fast for humans, try fourteen or fifteen. The way you are built, thirteen is possible too."

Mother shook her head: "Nope, Sixteen or Seventeen for the stuff you want to do with him."

They all cracked up when they saw me blush like a little virgin.

Xxxxx

I kept on preparing for the arrival of Padma and the Jedi, mostly by transmuting metals, like Silver, Chrome, and Titanium, all used in space crafts and weapons, and transfiguration, the art to change one thing into another. Recently I picked up a hammer swinging, somehow it calms me, memories from Westeros and the battles and spars provide the muscle memories to be good at it.

I found out I am more the sledgehammer type than the sword-swinging guy. Hmm… Miley holding her sledgehammer… Sometimes I curse my lack of hormones.

It filled my days completely, Parkour in the junkyard, Magic training by repairing stuff, studying various things in the evening, and rubbing Lekku at night. I am getting quite skilled at rubbing Lekku, we dropped the pretending to sleep a while ago, now they give me pointers to improve my skills.

Another hobby is creating protection amulets, Mother and the twins got necklaces with all the protection spells I could press together. Warding malicious intent is a major one, trying to kidnap them needs a very strong mind, or he won't even come close.

In my free time, I did maintenance on spaceships at the local Spaceport, after a lot of nagging, they paid me with piloting lessons, all theory of course but very educational, I bet I can get them off the ground and into space, landing it will need practice… a lot of practice.

Xxxxx

I am Nine! Almost a man! And going on the comments from Aola and Shiri, better on some topics than most males. My exercises and healthy diet made me grow above average, way above average, my Magic enhanced body, added a bunch of inches. It didn't do shit with my hormones though, there is no movement for at least two more years. Lord knows where the twins will be by then. Well… at the moment they are in my bed, cuddling of course. Curse that little wiener.

My time at the Space Port was well spent, we got more customers for a tune-up, meaning we update the various engines and equipment. I am particularly in demand for fine-tuning the Hyperdrives, after my treatment they went 5 to 10% faster and use less fuel. That way the cost of hiring me was earned back with two or three trips.

Rumors of the Trade Federation and the Republic having disputes started to flow, the rumors intensified with the whispers of a droid army, a big droid army. The planet came more alive, with war, there is a lot of food for the vultures, and this planet is filled with them. Even Watto was rubbing his paws together and raised his prices.

Aola and Shiri upped their lessons at night, now I have to work on their bodies too, meh, we profit mutually, they get off, and I receive a prime education on how to please a woman. And it is not that there is a child's mind in this body, going on my memories on what happened in Westeros, I am right on track… maybe even a bit ahead… bite me!

The weeks before the The Boonta Eve classic of 32, I worked the girls over until they panted from too many climaxes, Parselmouth rules! The noise made Mum take a peek at what was happening with her innocent boy… not so innocent boy.

One evening, Mother asked: "Ani? Is something the matter? You are more intense than usual, the girls noticed it too. Can you talk about it?"

Aola added: "Not that we complain, far from it, but we feel there is something bothering you. Let us know Ani."

I took a deep breath and told them: "Big changes are coming, the Trade Federation will start something that will affect us here. I have some glimpses of a possible future, and trouble is coming our way. The Trade Federation is going to blockade Naboo, the ship with the queen and Jedi will escape but take damage. They will end up here with a broken Hyperdrive. All of it will happen a few days before The Boonta Eve classic of 32. so any day the trouble will come knocking on our door. That Jedi will find out of the Force in me, the thing is, I don't want to lose you, or even leave you behind."

I looked at Mum and said: "We are slaves now, you know with those Pegats we own, we can buy our freedom, but they can easily take them away from us by claiming we stole them. I plan to use those Jedi and Naboos as leverage."

I grinned: "With the use of my Force, I can deactivate the slave chips and even vanish them. It all depends on timing. We leave enough Pegats behind to buy us out, so Watto has nothing to complain about. If we help the Naboo they will grant us a place on their planet. With my skills, I can make a difference."

Shiri asked: "How sure are you about this future vision? It could be nothing more than a dream."

I nodded: "That is why I am only preparing and didn't remove the chips. I am 90% certain, all the signs are there."

Mum asked: "What are you planning now, Ani?"

I answered: "I plan to remove all the wards I put up to mask my presence in the Force and use them just on my body, next I try to feel the arrival of the Jedi. When I feel them land, we fly over there with one of the speeders we currently repairing, we do that often enough for a picnic to not raise their suspicion. We repair their ship and fly away. That is if everything goes our way."

Aola smiled: "I am glad you want us with you Ani, most men would drop us as the ballast they have to cut loose. We will prepare our bags, and keep them ready."

Shiri smiled and said: "We are following you where ever you go Ani, without you and Smi we would probably end up in a whorehouse or worse. You gave us a new life and now even a future to look forwards too."

Smi hugged them both: "Girls, we are a family, we stick together. Ani will solve it for us, as he always has done."

Xxxxx

We spent the last days in tension, we stored everything of value, even C-3PO and his armor plating. Parts of the nights I used to meditate and feel what is coming for us, the other part was stress release for me and the twins.

I clearly felt the disturbance in the Force when I sensed the Naboo land their Royal yacht. I stood up and nodded to the girls and Mum, we took our picnic basket and left in a Speeder. Along the way, I vanished our slave chips. With this I went off Canon, I followed my senses and saw in the distance their shiny ship, and the small group heading for Mos Espa.

Mum stopped next to them and greeted them: "Good day strangers, might I ask why you landed here? There is a good Space Port in town. A safe one even."

The Jedi, Qui-Gon answered: "We have damaged our Hyperdrive and want to buy a replacement, we don't want to attract too much attention, this vessel is too high profile and could attract the wrong attention."

Mother asked innocently: "Attention from the Huts or the Trade Federation? Never mind, you are in luck, we are the local mechanics, and we have no problem repairing a Hyperdrive. Can we take a look at it first? We can probably fix it on the spot."

Qui-Gon had his eye on me all the time Mum was talking, finally, he reacted: "That is acceptable, it will save us a trip to town."

I grinned and said: "Hop in then, I will sit on Shiri's lap, with a bit of moving about, the Jedi and the princess can ride along, the frogman and the garbage bin can walk back or wait until Mum returns to pick them up."

The R2D2 protested with a series of beeps, I shrugged: "Ask for a comm chip so you can talk normal tin can, I haven't got a clue what you are saying… but I can guess, how rude of you! Hop in princess, don't be shy we don't bite, we are just lowly mechanics."

Padma asked: "How did you know Master Qui-Gon is a Jedi?"

I pointed to the lightsaber: "Not many carry those around, also the monk clothes gave it away. We better hurry, something nasty is heading this way."

Mum dropped us off and went to collect the Frogman and the bin. We headed inside and went to the Hyperdrive, a lot of parts were burned or damaged by the blast.

I turned to Qui-Gon and Padma and smiled: "We don't want to attract the wrong kind of attention too. How about a trade, we repair the Hyperdrive for a lift of planet and a place to live on Naboo. What do you say, Princess? It will be done in less than an hour."

Padma asked curious: "How do you plan to do that? You don't have tools or spare parts, but if you can pull it off then we agree to give you passage to Naboo and give you a place to live."

I turned to the twins: "You heard her Highness, an hour or less. We better hurry, that nasty feeling is heading this way."

I shook my backpack off and stuck my arm in it to remove my toolbox, the girls did the same, under the gobsmacked eyes of Qui-Gon. While the girls dismantled the damaged Hyperdrive, I levitated my new one out. You know like the magician with his pigeons and colored tissues.

Qui-Gon couldn't hold it in any longer: "How is this possible? This is against all laws of physics!"

I shrugged: "And the Force isn't breaking any laws of physics? Then maybe you can name it Magic for all I care."

I helped the girls with the old Hyperdrive and stored it in my Backpack. Waste not, want not, I always say… maybe I am a hoarder, I have to check for it. Five minutes before the hour is over we finished.

I smiled innocently at Padma: "See? All done within the hour, we would have wiped the windows too but they are too high for me to reach. What do you say, Princess?"

Padma smiled back: "Naboo can use your skills, young man. But first, can we have your names first?"

I froze up and looked at Qui-Gon: "Jedi, there is someone coming, we better fight them here or you die on Naboo. He is after you and the Princess here."

Qui-Gon asked: "Who are we going to face young man?"

I answered: "A Sith."

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Qui-Gon said: "Then it is better we part from here."

I sighed: "If we do, then you will die and your Force will suffer. Chose!"

His Padawan commented: "The ship can lift off when we get out. That will keep the Queen safe, and we deal with that Sith."

Padme said: "Do it, Master Qui-Gon, you saw the boy's abilities, trust him."

I smiled my best smile at Padme: "Thank you for the vote of confidence, Princess, I think I'm in love now."

I turned to the twins and comforted them: "I love you both too, you know. How could I not love the two brightest Stars in the Universe… uhm… oh yeah, Sith? Battle?"

Qui-Gon nodded: "I'll go outside with Obi-Wan. The rest stays inside and lift off."

I said: "I'll come with you or you die."

Qui-Gon protested: "I can not allow a child to fight a Sith!"

I shrugged: "Then you die."

Padme interrupted: "Let him come, Master Qui-Gon, you can use his kind of skills."

Finally a voice of reason! We left the Yacht and waited for the Sith's arrival, when he arrived on that funny-looking bike, I disillusioned myself, the Sith, while driving, jumped off and went directly into battle mode with his awesome staff weapon, Qui-Gon had a hard time handling him, so Obi-Wan chipped in, I gave them a minute to do it themselves, they are bloody fast with those glowing sticks. But, it still wasn't enough to deal with that Satan lookalike, he was jumping all over the place, giving the Jedi a hard time, I sighed and accio his staff... double light saber or whatever it is called.

I must say that man is persistent, he broke free from the Accio spell, while dodging Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan. Ok… we go big then! I pushed a lot of power in my next spell and turned his staff into a rubber chicken, just when Qui-Gon struck at him, the look on both faces when Qui-Gon cut him in half was priceless. I Acciod the rubber chicken and put it in my backpack. Mine! That cool staff is mine!

I looked at Qui-Gon and said: "This is the right time to say: Thank you Anakin."

Obi-Wan said: "Thank you Anakin. That was one skilled Swordmaster."

Qui-Gon nodded: "Thank you for your help young Anakin. Is there any chance to hand that lightsaber to me?"

I shook my head: "Spoils of War Master Jedi, besides, it needs a cleansing to get rid of that evil taint. We better get back on the ship, what are you going to do with that body?"

Qui-Gon said: "If we were with our ship we would take the body with us, now it is impossible."

With a wave of my hand, the Sith was transfigured into a set of logs of wood, two pieces, him being cut in two.

I said: "It will stay a week, after that, then you better be off this yacht."

We boarded the ship, with a last glance outside, the doors closed. Hah, we are going into Space… why doesn't that get me excited? The waste bin plugged in and set us off, by the way, he is beeping something must have him got excited.

The Captain reported: "That new Hyperdrive is a gem! It is closer to a Type 0.5 than to a Type 1 we will win a day with this speed. Young man, let me show you to your cabin, we are a bit cramped, you have to share with your family. When you are settled, the Queen like to speak with you."

The captain showed us a small cabin with two bunks and a small sonic shower: "It is a bit small, but it is the best I can offer."

Mum nodded: "We are used to having less, captain, we will manage."

I took my toolbox out and started to carve Runes in the corners of the room, and around the door. With a small burst of Magic, the room expanded three times, then I carved runes on the bedposts and expanded them too.

I looked around and said: "It is a bit cramped, but we will manage I guess."

Aola laughed: "Yeah, we will manage alright. Go, let's meet our new Queen Ani."

I went outside after removing my backpack and asked one of the crew where the queen held court. The crewman opened a door and announced us: "The mechanics, your Highness."

We entered the room, in it was a Chinese doll lookalike, surrounded by five handmaidens, and two Jedi on the side, oh, and the frogman is here too.

The Queen spoke up: "We must thank you, young man, but we skipped our introductions, let me start, I am Queen Padme Amidala, and these are my handmaidens, Eirtaé, Rabé, Sabé, Saché, and Yané."

Mother took a bow: "Thank you for your hospitality, your highness, we are Aola Fenn, Shiri Fenn, my son Anakin Skywalker, and my name is Smi Skywalker. We are grateful to be allowed to settle on Naboo."

The Queen asked: "Master Qui-Gon told me that he never saw the skills your son demonstrated among the Jedi or heard of from the Sith legends. Can you tell us how he got those powers?"

Mum answered: "He is born with them, your highness. He never studied those Powers, Ani just uses them as he sees fit. He still amazes me every day."

The Queen nodded: "We heard the tales of your Son's actions, pulling a big Hyperdrive out of a backpack is highly unusual, so is turning a lightsaber into some strange dead naked bird, allowing Master Qui-Gon to do the killing blow. Even the new Hyperdrive is a marvel. You are very welcome on Naboo."

Mum smiled proudly: "Ani did all the work on that Hyperdrive, it was a bunch of scrap metal when he started with it. With the upgrades he has done to it, as the captain said it is almost a Type 0.5 Hyperdrive."

Qui-Gon could not hold it any longer: "What about his backpack? The physics are off the scale with it."

Mum looked coolly at Qui-Gon: "We like to keep some of our secrets a secret, Master Jedi, we don't care what physical laws they break. It works for us, that is all."

The Queen reassured us: "Your secrets are yours to keep, as long they are not harming Naboo. Young Anakin, Master Qui-Gon told us you have a form of premonition or forewarning, do you have any thoughts about our mission?"

I closed my eyes and tried to calculate what to say without getting killed or shunned. Then I tried to remember what the heroes did in all those fanfictions. Well, I will mush something together. By now I am looking very mysterious, you know the pose? Eyes closed, with the face slightly tilted upwards, with an expression of deep concentration… being Nine and four months did not help the image though.

I opened my eyes again and said: "You will fail in your mission, the Senate will bury it into commissions to give the Trade Union time to occupy your planet. Your vote of no confidence of the Supreme Chancellor will backfire, and start the endgame of the Sith. The Jedi degraded from fighters for the light side to puppets to do the Senate's dirty work, shaming themselves in the process. They are so blinded that they even don't notice the Sith living next door from them."

I looked at Padme and said: "Make your plea, give the evidence to the Senate, and return to Naboo."

Qui-Gon could not believe it: "A Sith living next door? On Coruscant? How is this possible?"

I shrugged: "I told you, Blind fools that are believing in their own superiority. They won't believe, they won't listen. Even your mantras are fed to you by a Sith centuries ago. There are no emotions, there is peace, what idiots believe this crap? You guys are brainwashed from day one. Fools, by not marrying, you cripple the Force, the Force wants to flourish, to grow, not to dry out in some old monk's nutsack."

I looked up and said: "Enough about that depressing stuff, is there a kitchen somewhere? I am quite hungry… oh! Mum! We still have our picnic basket!"

Padme stood up and said: "I will show you the way, young Anakin. If you will follow me please."

I went along with Padme, I asked on the way out: "Princess, do you have a problem with Co-wives? Aola and Shiri are angels and I think they don't mind sharing… oh, I better ask them first. You know, you look like a real Princess did you know that?"

Mum was embarrassed: "Ani! Those are not things you say or ask in public! You better apologize to Sabé for your rudeness."

I said to Mother: "Sabé is still in the Queen's chambers, Mum, I apologize to her later."

Padme reassured Mum: "Relax, Mrs. Skywalker, I am not offended, he is very open and aided us tremendously today. Anakin, I must serve the palace and Naboo for several years, by the time my term ends, I might have an opinion of being one of the wives, and I like to get to know Aola and Shiri Fenn better, your mother as well. Besides, aren't you yourself not a bit too young to think about marriage?"

I shrugged: "I suppose so, but I found Aola and Shiri already, and don't want to lose them. This kitchen is a bit cramped isn't it Mum? Princess? Do you mind if we make some room?"

Padme frowned: "We have limited space in this ship Anakin, we are on our limit with passengers. I don't think there is room to expa… like in your backpack?"

I showed my carving tool and nodded: "Twenty minutes, tops."

Padme smiled: "Go ahead, I am curious about the result."

Twenty minutes later I activated the Runes, and the room expanded three times. We can't go too big, we are in Hyperspace after all. Some runes on the provision lockers made them into stasis chambers, and... that are enough freebies.

I commented: "To turn it back to the original size, remove a few of these scratches, and the room will shrink."

Padme was stunned, to see the room expand is hard to swallow, it defied logic, she commented: "To witness it with my own eyes is a privilege, Anakin, thank you for this opportunity."

We attracted quite the crowd, when they saw the expanded kitchen, they all gasped, yep, I am great, just admit it, don't be shy. Obi-wan had to pick his jaw up from the floor, my casual use of magic, and my trashing of his order shook his beliefs to the core.

In the meantime, I was looking for my picnic basket. Mum put a lot of work into preparing the food, it would be a waste to neglect it. In our room, I conjured a table and some chairs, and we had our picnic.

Xxxxx

Space travel is boring! I was glad they allowed me in the cockpit and taught me the controls, the do's, and the don'ts. But still, almost five days on the way is long, my fun time with the twins is on hold too, nobody wants to give a hentai show when Mum is in the audience. The Jedi Qui-Gon was in deep meditation, so was Obi-Wan the poor sods were doing some self-reflection.

I loved to tease Padme but didn't want to reveal her secret that she is in fact the real Queen and Sabé the decoy. She knows I know, but don't want everyone else to know that I know she knows that I know… I know it is complicated, I would say, Jedi stuff.

The day before we arrive, I handed six necklaces to Padme: "Put these on Princess, there are five more for the others, they will protect you against most of the bad stuff, for example, mind control, another feature is that the necklace will heat up as someone is lying to you with malicious intent. It also will turn the attention away from people that are planning to harm you in a range of fifteen feet, there are a lot more uses, but in general, it will protect you and your friends. It is best to wear them on your skin to get the best results."

Padme smiled at me: "You are full of surprises, Anakin. We will treasure these."

I took a bow: "Everything for a prospected future spouse. Oh, put a drop of blood on the necklace, it will bind it to your bloodline, these things can last for centuries."

Padme gave me a short hug: "You make it hard not to like you, you know?"

I nodded: "It is a gift, I am very likable by nature, oh! And I brag a lot too."

Shiri hugged me from behind: "Telling everyone of your accomplishments is not bragging honey, besides, we are bragging all the time about you. Especially Smi, you made her very proud."

I snuggled closer to Shiri, my head fitted nicely between the hills of pleasure, under the amused eyes of Padme.

Shiri added: "You made the captain of this ship very happy, the inside is three times bigger in all the rooms. I bet the Queen was happy with her expanded bedroom."

I giggled: "I was in the Queen's bedroom! Not a lot of people can say that."

I whispered: "I thought I saw her undies! I won't tell anyone though."

Playing the kid is fun sometimes, I doubt they bought it, by the look of Padme she didn't.

Padme finally said: "The Queen is very thankful for everything you have done for us, Anakin, she asks if you want to accompany her to the senate as an adviser. We will compensate you of course."

I answered: "If I have the permission of my Mother, then I'll be delighted to give you advice the best I can. I hope you won't mention my presence or abilities to others, Jedi or allies alike, they don't all have your best interests at heart."

Padme nodded: "I already asked her permission to ask you, Anakin. If things go as you predicted, then we will leave as soon as possible. As you asked, we will mention you as the ones that repaired our ship for a passage to Naboo and citizenship. Our captain will refuel and remain on standby."

I thought for a minute, I am about to stick my head in a hornet's nest as a little Nine years and four-month-old kid, this calls for security measures, so I better prepare.

I said: "I'll be back soon."

In my room, I prepared a set of portkeys, set to return to a beacon, with one control portkey.

I returned to Padme and explained: "This slab of metal is a beacon, when we leave the ship, the captain has to put it in the middle of a big room. These coins are spelled to return with a password when you hold it in your hand or your skin. The big coin is the Master Portkey, with that password every coin will return to the beacon. If someone is holding on to you, he too will come along for the ride."

I shrugged: "I must warn you, it is not the most pleasant way of traveling. On the upside, no wall or shields can stop you."

Padme nodded, examining the coins: "Thank you Anakin, this will come in handy."

Xxxxx

We landed in Coruscant, at the Naboo embassy, we were awaited by the Sith and the green house-elf and a man with a very high forehead, or is it his hairdo? Anyway, I already have activated my full set of personal wards and kept myself in the background. Padme took her role as the Queen while exchanging pleasantries with the locals.

Palpatine said: "My Queen, we heard of the troubles in Naboo just a few days ago, I am afraid the Senate is divided, a lot of them don't believe your claim of this illegal blockade. I am afraid that the Supreme Chancellor is powerless."

Padme's necklace must be very warm by now, by listening to that bullshit: "We came here with proof and will testify at the Senate, Senator Palpatine."

Palpatine asked: "How did you escape unharmed? Your captain must be skilled to get here so fast."

Padme answered cautiously: "We did a quick stop at Tatooine for repairs and rushed here to form our complaint."

While Padme was talking to the Sith, Yoda looked at Obi-Wan's logs: "Young Padawan, the logs you carry, Why?"

Obi-Wan swallowed: "That is a story best be told behind closed doors Grand Master Yoda. Master Qui-Gon probably is the right person to tell the tale."

Qui-Gon nodded: "It will shake our foundations, Grand Master Yoda, Master Windu, this is to be shared with the Council first."

Yoda said: "Meet the Queen first, we must, call in the Council, we do later, Hmm?"

I must say that Palpatine is quite skilled at hiding his dark side, he is a smooth talker too, too bad the necklace on Padme is telling her to be cautious, although a politician that never lies… you can find those only in storybooks.

I let the grown-ups blab their platitudes to each other, most of it is just the same as in Canon and studied my surroundings, this place is big! Buildings for as far as you can see, and if I must believe the rumors, this thing has over 2000 floors! That is madness! Anyway, the top side looks impressive enough. Ah! They are done talking.

I kept close to Mum, Aola, and Shiri when servants guided us into the embassy of Naboo and appointed quarters to us.

Mum closed the door and said: "Is it me, or am I not the only one that wants to run away from here? This place feels like it sucks all the happiness out of you."

Shiri commented: "We feel it too, Smi, part of it is what Ani predicted to the Queen, it made us more alert."

I told them: "A big part is your necklaces, they sense danger pointed at us. We are companions of the Queen, that alone puts a target on us. Keep the portkey coins on you at all times, please. I can not always sense danger ahead."

I sat on a chair and said: "I need some help to come up with a good idea to disguise myself, showing myself to the Senate as a boy that tells a Queen what to do, it will ruin the Queen's reputation."

Aola asked: "What are the possibilities Ani? And what are the limits?"

I answered: "The insides stay human, no matter what, I can change my looks to most of the humanoid races, I have to keep the same height and weight to keep the disguise for a long period."

Shiri joked: "That rules that small green Jedi out, he looked old."

Mum suggested: "Age yourself Ani, with wrinkles, gray hair, and a trimmed beard, put some robes on that resemble the Jedi robes, that way they will think you are one without you posing as a Jedi."

I nodded: "That is a great idea, Mum, we will discuss it with the handmaidens and the Queen at dinner. Let's see if I can pull this off… That should take care of the wrinkles, my head and arms only, the rest is covered. My hair… is this the right kind of gray?"

Aola smiled: "If this is the way you are going to look like when you are old, then I approve. The color is perfect Ani, try the beard, not a goatee please… a bit more… that is it. You can pose as Ani's grandfather."

I grinned: "That could be the title of a song, I am my own Grandpa… yes, definitively a song."

Xxxxx

At dinner, I said: "Princess, tomorrow, my Grandpa will go with the Queen to the Senate, he is way more believable than me, they say I look like him a lot. For the moment he is helping your Captain in your yacht. He is due to come in tomorrow morning, I will help the captain with chores is that alright with you?"

It took some time to process it, but she nodded: "That is alright Ani, I already like the man, I hope he has the same kind of humor?"

I smiled: "You better believe it!"

Crap! Fast! Banish anything blond with whiskers away… Ah, just in time.

The next day, Yané escorted me to the yacht and watched me… turn old. I transfigured my clothes into robes.

I asked: "Yané? What is your favorite color?"

Yané answered: "Grass green, like the hills on Naboo, why do you ask?"

I changed the robes in a lively grass color and asked: "Like this?"

Yané shook her head: "A tad darker… that's it, now your inner robes and pants a bit lighter… yes, perfect, the rims need a shade of blue added. Ani, these are the robes my ancestors used to wear. You can pass as a Naboo Elder."

I nodded and made an illusion of little Anakin escorting his grandpa out. Grandpa took Yané by the elbow and let little Ani guide us out.

Yané chuckled: "Your mother was right, you keep surprising us every day with something new."

I bumped shoulders with her and said: "As long they are pleasant surprises Yané, I still have plenty more of those. I'd show you, but you have to be married to me for that."

Yané turned her head to me and raised her eyebrows: "My, two Twi'leks, and Sabé, now me? Aren't you a bit greedy?"

I grinned: "I better have the whole set, you keep mixing it up, so this way I won't grab the wrong Princess."

Yané huffed: "So you figured it out? I still call you a greedy brat, you know that?"

I shrugged: "That is ok with me, as long as I am your greedy brat."

Yané cracked up: "Being horny runs in the family it seems. Come, this way, the Queen is waiting for you."

Padme, geared up as a Chinese puppet, said: "Good morning Anakin, you are right on time. Let's move to the Senate. Do you have any preparatory advice before we move in?"

I nodded: "Yes I have, my Queen, once you take the stand, don't let anyone interrupt you, if they do, call on the Supreme Chancellor to reprimand them. You have the right to speak without interruptions. Most of all speak your own thoughts, not mine or someone else."

Xxxxx

The senate was packed, the setup was a bit different from the movies, but that would have cost too much for the production team. Once Padme took the stand, she waxed the ears of every senator.

She stood proudly, and with a Sonorus, her voice was heard in every corner of the room: "Senators of the Republic! I stand here before you to point a great injustice out! For the sole reason to protest against the taxes of the Republic, the Trade Federation has put a blockade on my Home planet Naboo and is in progress to conquering it."

Any protests were overruled, she continued: "Today it is Naboo that is invaded by the Trade Federation, who is next? Every planet from the Outer Rim? The Middle Rim? Is the Republic going to be absorbed by the Trade Federation? Is there still any use for the Republic if they are so powerless that they are even afraid to send aid? I demand that the Republic send a fleet to lift the Trade Federations blockade."

She turned to the Supreme Chancellor: "If you don't, what is the use to remain a part of a useless organization? I await your answer."

Palpatine got worried, leaving the Republic will cost him his position in the Senate, and lose a lot of power.

He leaned into Padme and softly said: "Leaving the Republic would be a bad move, your Highness, maybe it is best you put a vote of no confidence on the Supreme Chancellor. That will work better."

Padme's necklace activated when Palpatine used his Force to influence her mind, and smacked him back, at the same time the necklace heated up.

Slowly Padme turned to Palpatine: "Senator Palpatine, might I remind you that you are here to serve Naboo, Naboo does not exist to serve your ambitions. If you can't see the difference, we will have to appoint another Senator. Whatever you tried to do to influence me, don't do that again if you value your job."

Palpatine was speechless, that never happened before that someone resisted him, worse, the feedback gave him a splitting headache! He took a good look at me, I was the only new factor in his play, he got a second rebuke when he tried to probe me.

I shook my head and said: "That won't work anymore, your way will never work, try for balance. Every extreme is doomed to fail."

That is skimming the line, I just about told him I know he is a Sith. I have to mellow it a bit.

I continued: "The Republic is too soft and the Trade Federation too aggressive. Both ways are wrong, deformed. I agree with the Queen, the Republic is a hollow organization, and it won't be long or some forces are going to manipulate them."

That will get him off my back for a while, the meeting took a few hours, in the end, a commission was formed to investigate the accusations, the first meeting was next month.

Padme stood up and took the stand: "People of the Republic! Today you have proved your worth to Naboo and members like us! From this day on, we will be not a member of this organization anymore! We will fight off this invasion ourselves or die trying!"

Palpatine stood up: "My Queen reconsider! Without the Republic we are defenseless!"

Padme glared at him: "We are defenseless with the Republic, Palpatine! Get your affairs in order and return to Naboo. You can help organize our resistance."

Palpatine back paddled: "Your Highness, I can do more good here than on Naboo, I am still able to lobby the Senate!"

I asked: "Who is going to pay for your lobbying Palpatine? You are not a Senator anymore, if the Trade Federation has its way, then you don't even have a home planet anymore. Or do you expect the Trade Federation will give you a job? Maybe… do you already have a job there?"

Palpatine fumed: "Mind your business mister, your advice to the Queen will ruin Naboo. Leaving the Republic is the worst move the Queen could have done."

I nodded: "I must admit that it is the worst move for you, you are out of a job. Now you have to show you are loyal to the Naboo, the Republic, or the Trade Federation. Which is it going to be?"

I turned to Padme and softly said: "I feel it is time to use the coin, my Queen. Something is going to burst if we stay here."

Padme stood up and turned to the Chancellor: "There is only one thing left to say, Chancellor, Trust The Way of Magic!"

That activated all of our Portkeys at once and left the Senate and Palpatine speechless behind. The Queen, her handmaidens, her guards, and her advisor disappeared all at once! Right through their shields and protections!

Xxxxx

We arrived on the yacht, Mum brought my backpack with her, everyone's luggage was already loaded, Padme planned to return today, no matter which decision the Senate made.

The Captain reported: "Your Highness, six Jedi have been asking to talk with young Anakin, witnesses have seen him board the ship. They are waiting outside. I told them to wait for your return, as he is under your protection."

I grinned: "That is ideal! Take them along, say I will answer some questions on the way to Naboo. That way we have the Jedi as witnesses."

With a few Finite's I canceled my looks and clothes.

Yané commented: "I liked the old man more."

I raised my eyebrow and asked: "Yané? Are you into old men? I don't have a chance with you? How do I going to survive that hole in my heart that you leave behind?"

Yané gave me a playful shove: "If there is a hole, it will be a teeny weeny small one, it is already too crowded in that heart of yours. Go outside to lure those Jedi inside."

The Queen, her whole set of handmaidens, and her guard escorted me out to meet the Jedi. Outside, Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan were the only ones I recognized… ah! A blue Twi'lek! Mine are green, this must be Aayla Secura and her master Vos… and those look like Miralans, I can't come up with their names, both are females. They were surprised to see us all.

Qui-Gon asked: "Your Highness? We were told you were attending a meeting in the Senate, we did not see or feel arrive, is this one of young Anakin's powers?"

Padme nodded: "Master Jedi, from now on I Trust in The Power of Magic…"

Crap! We ported back into the ship! Traveling unprepared with a portkey made us land in one pile. When we crawled up, Padme had the decency to blush, not that we could see it through all the layers of makeup.

I groaned: "I guess I have to come up with a better password?"

Yané: "I liked the old man better."

Back outside Padme said: "Master Jedi I am certain you have a lot of questions, if you come on board, Ani will explain some on the way to Naboo. Or you can stay here and have your questions unanswered, we leave in five minutes."

Qui-Gon nodded: "Obi-Wan and I were tasked to accompany you back to Naboo. This is Master Vos and his Padawan Aayla Secura, and Master Luminara Undull with her Padawan Barriss Offee. If they want to come along or not is their own decision."

Master Vos took a small bow: "That demonstration just now and the report of Master Qui-Gon convinced me to come along if you will have us."

Master Luminara nodded: "It did for me too, if you have room for us we will come along."

Padme waved her arm, inviting them in: "There is room enough to accommodate you all, as Master Qui-Gon surely reported."

Great, now I have to impress the monks and nuns. I'll bet they will freak out if I collect some more rubber chickens.