❝ Don't blame me, love made me crazy
If it doesn't, you ain't doin' it right ❞
𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇
Timothee Skywalker and
Padme Amidala are not
allowed to fall in love
because of the Jedi C...
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We watched quietly as Watto flew into the room, just in time for the group to enter. Watto was a Toydarian. A creature that was small and chubby, with blue colored skin and small wings that kept him just barely in the air. Anakin and I went back to work cleaning something.
We heard him talking to a man in the same language people spoke here on Tatooine. "Boys, get over here right now! " He yelled over his shoulder. We then sprinted into the store. Inside the store it was dark, but fortunately cooler than outside under the sun. There were piles of metal, old droid parts, old ship parts, basically everything you need to tinker with. I caught sight of the man, who wore a robe and had long gray hair, which was put in a braid and a beard.
"My droids here. " The man said, patting the heads of two astromech droids. "Have a list of what we need. " Watto nodded and turned to us. He raised his hand we both flinched. "What took you so long? " He asked us both in Huttese "We were cleaning the counters. " "Watch the store. I have got some selling to do." He ordered us while I climbed up on the counter.
"So, let me lead you to the back. Then you'll find what you need." Watto said to the man. He gestured with his head and the man,the droids and the Toydarian began to walk out the back .The Gungan walked through the store picking up old droid parts.
The man paused and turned to face him. He took the part from his clumsy hands and laid it on a stack of boxes. "Don't touch anything." Gave the man the stern instruction. Then he walked away. After the Gungan was sure he saw him nothing, he put his hands in his ears and stuck out his tongue.
A very pretty girl with long brown hair that was in braids and curls down her back started wandering around the store, examining every little thing. Her eyes were a beautiful brown color. She wore long baggy blue and gray clothing.
She looked around my age, maybe a bit older. "Are you an angel?" She heard me say. She turned to me and looked at me as if I had just said the craziest thing she had ever heard. "What?" She asked me.
" A angel."I smiled at her. "My brother and I heard the deep space pilots talk about them. They're the most beautiful creatures in the universe.They live on the moons of lego, I think." I then explained her. "You're a funny little boy." The girl giggled. "How do you know so much?" She then asked me out of curiosity.
"My brother and I listen to all the traders and star pilots who come through here. We are pilots, you know, and someday we're going to fly away from this place together." I told her, while cleaning up a bit. "You and your brother are pilots??" She asked me with a wrinkled brow. "Mhm, all our life."
"How long have you and your brother been here?" She asked me. "Since we were really little. Three, I think." I replied. " My mum, my brother and I were sold to Gardulla the Hutt, but she lost us while betting on the Podraces. Watto's a lot better master, I think. " I then told with a sad voice.
