Star Boys - A Skysolo Story

Chapter 1 - Not In The Mood

Author Note: When someone is speaking a language other than Galactic common, I put it in <>

Luke Skywalker was not in the mood for what was about to happen. He had spent most of his day helping some newbie pilot retrograde his R2 unit. Said pilot had purchased the unit, unknowing of the fact that the previous owner fitted it with a scomp link that was incompatible with a large number of the older machines around the base. The R2 unit wasn't exactly thrilled with the fact that so much tinkering had to be done on it, and kept trying to shock the two men whenever they needed to remove something. This said, the process took a few hours longer than it probably should have and forced the young Skywalker to skip dinner. Not a smart idea when on a planet like Hoth. With its freezing temperatures, it was important for one to load up on food when they could.

All this to say, Luke Skywalker was having a bad enough day as it was. He definitely was not in the mood for some drunk idiot to burst into the commons riding an angry wild Hoth Hog. The large pig-like creature did not seem to be in the mood for this either as it hurled its body into tables and chairs in hopes of dislodging the rider from his position on its back.

Luke watched all this from afar, utterly unmotivated to help the intoxicated hog rider out of his predicament. The princess, having heard all of the commotion one is bound to hear when an angry Hoth Hog comes running into an Alliance Base, came walking through the same door Luke found himself standing next to. She looked at the blonde as if to question whether or not he intended to do anything about the situation at hand. His vacant expression revealed the answer to her question.

Leia sighed and grabbed a small blaster from the hip holster of a man standing next to her. The man opened his mouth to question her motives, but before he could say anything the princess had successfully aimed at and shot the Hoth Hog in the head, killing it. The room went silent. Leia didn't seem to notice and she absentmindedly handed the blaster back to its owner.

The rider had slid about ten feet across the floor when his hog fell and now sat there, looking confused. Now that he wasn't moving, it was clear to everyone in the room that the abuser of this ice boar was none other than Han Solo himself. He rubbed at the bruise forming on his head and looked up to see the princess walking towards him, followed by Luke Skywalker. He smiled, seemingly unaware of the lecture he was about to receive.

"Solo, what in the hell do you think you're doing?" The princess asked, now infuriated.

Han took a few moments to collect the words for a sentence in his head. He must have drunken more of that Kowakian rum than he thought.

"Nothing much, princess! How 'bout you?" He said, utterly confident that he was passing as sober with flying colors.

Luke now stood beside Leia, looking equally disappointed. Han frowned. He didn't care as much when Leia was mad at him but for some reason it really got to him when Luke was.

Leia snapped her fingers in an attempt to get Han to refocus his attention on the lecture she was trying to give him.

"Care to explain why you chose to drunkenly ride a Hoth Hog into the commons?"

Han tore his attention away from Luke to look at the princess. He shrugged.

"The boys dared me!"

"Which boys?" Leia asked, hand on her hip.

"I don't know 'bout you, princess, but I ain't no snitch!" Han exclaimed, winking at Luke.

Luke rolled his eyes, trying to ignore the blush that was creeping up his neck.

Leia sighed. She turned to leave but before she did she put a hand on Luke's shoulder.

"Take him back to his quarters. Then find that behemoth he hangs around and see if he knows anything."

Leia looked around the room, now realizing that all attention was on her.

"Don't just stand there! Someone take the hog to the clinic and have it checked for diseases! If it's clean we can use the meat." She said, loud enough for everyone to hear.

Several people moved to grab the dead hog as the princess walked away. Luke knelt down so that he could meet Han's eyes. Dealing with him was always annoying, but dealing with him drunk was nearly impossible.

"You're an idiot." He said, lifting the taller man up and allowing him to lean on his shoulder. The two made their way to Han's quarters the best they could. This endeavor was made difficult by the fact that Han kept shifting all of his weight onto the much shorter Luke. The two found themselves tangled on the ground more than once before reaching their destination. Luckily, Chewbacca was there waiting for them.

Luke had picked up some Shyriiwook from spending time with the Wookiee and was able to understand most things he said, given they were said slowly.

"Chewie, I can't deal with this right now. He's drunk and he's already caused too much trouble for everyone's liking. Can you take him?"

The Wookiee nodded and grabbed Han's arm and leg. He then proceeded to swing Han's body around so he was fireman carrying him. Luke sighed, relieved to have the weight off of him. Han mumbled something in protest, but neither Luke or Chewbacca could understand what it was. Chewbacca turned his attention to Luke.

"<How bad was it?>" Chewbacca asked, cringing slightly in preparation for the answer.

"He rode a Hoth Hog into the commons. The princess had to shoot it. In other news, I hope you like pork because I think that's what we're having tomorrow."

Chewbacca rolled his eyes. He loved Han but he could be such an idiot sometimes.

"<Thanks for bringing him back.>" He said, turning to carry Han into his quarters.

"Yeah." Luke answered. He wouldn't bother Chewbacca with questions right now. The Wookie would have enough to deal with.