❝ 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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When we finally arrived at a big hall, which was in front of the stadium, you could see something like a dozen racers running around with their pods or repairing those. "Better stop your friend's betting, or I'll end up owning him too!" Laughed the Toydarian in Huttese, as he arrived at us, who were about to dismount.
Anakin and I, who had understood everything, gave him an angry look, while the others looked at him suspiciously. "What did he mean by that?" I asked as Qui-Gon appeared. "Don't worry, Timothee. I'll tell you and Anakin later." He replied and wished Kitster and Shmi a good morning as they walked by.
"This is so wizard, Ani, Timmy! I'm sure the two of you will do it this time!" Kitster encouraged us both as we arrived at our racer. Padme, who hoped she had misheard, or thought he didn't mean what she thought, quickly asked what he meant. "Finish the race, of course!" Padme's jaw dropped in an instant. "You've never won a race before?" She asked us. "Well, not exactly" Anakin stammered next to me. "Not even finished?" Padme replied.
"Kitster's right! We will this time." I said with a nervous laugh as I wrapped an arm around Anakin and Kitster's neck. "Of course you will." Qui-Gon said in an encouraging tone as he placed his hands on Anakin's and my shoulders and shot Padmé a look, who still stood aghast and incredulous. They exchanged a meaningful look and she turned back to Anakin and me. "I hope so." She sighed meekly as the both turned away and strolled away.
After that, we got back to work on the pod. "Hey,R8!" I called out to the droid and R8-D8 was quick to head over to where I was squatting beside one of our engine panels. "Will you check the oil levels and the electric currents for me? I wanna make sure all of that is in good order before we officially take the pod outside." R8-D8 gave me a few beeps and whistles which I assume indicated he was glad to help as he connected to our engine port and begin checking the pod as I requested.
It wasn't long before we were back in the stadium preparing for the race with R2-D2 and R8-D8 carrying the pod while Anakin, Kitster, and myself helped the droids by standing on the sides and behind the pod pushing it across the sand.
"We are all gathered here today to celebrate and cheer for our favorite event of the month. Now we can all take a moment to check out all the Podracers." A voice in Huttish shouted through the stadium, which was filled with all kinds of creatures. "That's absolutely right." Another voice boomed out this time in a language everyone could understand. "And a big turnout here from all corners of the outer rim territories. I see the contestants are making their way out onto the starting grid."
The presenters started calling out each of the contestants and when Sebulba the Dug came on, the crowd clapped and shouted like never before. "And a late entry, the young Skywalker twins, Anakin and Timothee." The presenter then spoke into the intercoms after he call some others names and Anakin and I waved and smiled to the crowd who cheered for us in response.
