𝐑𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 → 𝐃𝐈𝐍 𝐃𝐉𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐍

▹ 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘺-𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵

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CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT

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          ARTEMIS smiled when Tatooine came into view.

"What?" Din asked her, glancing at her as he sat onto the pilot seat.

"Whatever happens, we always seem to go back to Tatooine," Artemis replied, shaking her head, a smile playing on her lips.

Din shrugged. "It's just coincidence."

"Whatever you say."

Din landed the Razor Crest in Hangar three-five and Artemis grinned upon seeing Peli. The two of them walked down the hatch, Din carrying Grogu in a selfmade bag and the three DUM-series pit droids rushed towards the ship. 

"Hey, hey, hey!" Peli exclaimed. "Sorry, gang. Come on. You know he doesn't like droids."

"May as well let them have at it," Din told her, glancing at the Razor Crest. "The Crest needs a good once-over."

This caused Artemis to raise an eyebrow. Since when did Din like droids? And then she had to remind herself that he had met Artoo and that it was impossible not to like him.

"Oh! So he likes droids now," Peli said, but Artemis could tell she was happy to see them. "Well, you heard him. Give it a once-over."

"You're getting soft," Artemis teased him.

"I'm blaming you," Din huffed, but she could tell he was amused.

"Have you put a ring on her yet?" Peli questioned Din, gesturing at Artemis.

"As matter of fact, I did," Din said, taking Artemis' hand and showing Peli the beskar ring.

"Then I should congratulate you," Peli said, smiling.

"Thank you," Artemis said, smiling back.

"I guess a lot has changed since you were last in Mos —" Peli stopped abruptly as Din showed her the kid. "Oh! Thank the Force!" She picked Grogu up. "This little thing has had me worried sick. Come here, you little womp rat."

Grogu cooed and Artemis smiled.

"Looks like he remembers me," Peli said, grinning. "How much do you want for it? Just kidding. But not really. You know, if this thing ever divides or buds, I will gladly pay for the offspring."