Ahsoka Tano; Mightiest Force Wielder (Book 1: The Rise)

Watto's Shop

Having wished the Twi'lek goodbye and hoping that the 50 credits were not wasted, Ahsoka waved Mike to leave and made her way to the exit. Mike followed suit, but as he passed by the table with the two smugglers, one of them drunkards stuck his foot out for him to trip up. Fortunately, he saw it right in time, pulled his legs up and threw his arms down in an effort to jump over the foot in his path. Unfortunately, his right hand rudely hit the arm of said drunkard while pushing downward.

The smuggler immediately yelled at him: "Eh, take care man. Don't start drinking in the afternoon already, when you can't handle it. Sleemo!"

Without giving much thought on his response he blurted back: "I'm not drunk! You are the drunk peedonkey here! So take care man, where you put your wayward feet to."

The smuggler pushed himself up from his chair, drew his blaster in the same movement and barked: "Who do you call a peedonkey? Watch your mouth, sleemo!" His pal raised himself two seconds later and commanded: "Such blunt manners, man! Tell your friend to dance for us, unless you want a painful reminder of how to display proper manners!" The instant, he drew his blaster as well.

The first one added: "Yeah sleemo, if your friend dances for us, we will forget your uncouth words and lack of manners."

Mike painfully got aware, what "Many people in here pull their blaster faster than they open their mouth", meant. With two blasters aimed at his head, he was not in the best position for negotiations. However, Ahsoka dancing for these drunk peedonkeys wasn't what he liked to agree to either.

Hearing the bickering behind her back, Ahsoka turned around and saw the predicament – two blasters aimed for Mike's head. It was an almost unconscious action – she used the force, pushed the blaster of the second drunkard out of Mike's face and pulled at it, to rip it out of his hand. That moment it fired and fried the ear of the first drunkard.

The pain of his ear getting fried like a chicken Mc nugget, made the first drunkard even more mad now. However, unaware of a force wielder being present, he assumed his drinking pal being the culprit and he addressed him: "You stupid sleemo! Are you so drunk that you can't keep your farkled blaster under control." Before the last word had left his mouth, he had shifted his blaster's aim from Mike's head to his pal's head.

The one having a blaster pointed right at his head now, was most perplexed about the uncontrolled actions of his hand. Seeing a blaster pointed right at his head, he had to shift gears tough. Fraction of a second later, his blaster as well was aimed right at the head of the other one. Both were in a stalemate situation.

Ahsoka seized the moment of their distraction, walked over to Mike with quick steps, grabbed him by his hand and rapidly moved out of Chalmuns Cantina and thereafter back to the VT-49.

Once the two smugglers had calmed down and resolved their argument without killing themselves, they came to the conclusion, that the lovely Togruta and her sleemo friend might just had an inconspicuous appearance, but there could be more behind that. As such, Ahsoka and Mike had not gotten wiped from their memories.

Arriving in front of their ship, Mike was somewhat worried, that they might have to leave Tatooine anytime now and he checked the entire ship for proper function and any hidden damages. With all the mods they had made he wanted to make sure, to catch any infant mortality problems. He did not wanted any bad surprises. When he had worked his checklist off and came back into the ship, Ahsoka had the interior decorated with the things she had brought from the market. She had taste, it all looked good. Mike took her into his arms and whispered into her ear: "My beautiful elf it looks very nice, but how will it all look like after the next flight?" Ahsoka was aware that the deco would shift during flight and likely fall down, but she just wanted to have the ship look nice. She was a bit sad actually, that Mike did not appreciate her work again, he destroyed her idea with his purely practical thoughts. On top Mike immediately left her going into the cargo area probably tinkering again. It destroyed the good mood she had been in just 2 minutes ago, when she approvingly sucked in the looks of the deco. Mike however, came back quickly presenting the Velcro to her.