The Pilot and the Pirate (Discontinued)

Chapter 4

I wanted to hit my head against the wall.

I so badly wanted to punch Rouge in the face...with a chair...on fire. He was so annoying! How could Hondo or anyone in general be with him without having the need to blast that blastable face of his?

Unbelievable!

I sat in my seat and stared out into hyperspace. It was like a soothing vortex with a calm blue hue. Hyperspace always helps me relax after stressful days and this certainly was one of those days. And after a good while of calming down and rethinking what he said to me, it kind of hurt.

Does everyone think of me like that when looking at me? A dancing slave to entertain deranged drunks?

I crossed my arms and hated the bare thought of doing it. How could anyone do it? I would hate life if that was my purpose, to just entertain and then be sold like a toy. Awful!

The thought sent shivers down my spine. My eyes stayed locked with hyperspace when the sound of the door opened. Then came the sound of footsteps which made me glance up to see that it was Rouge. I looked back at hyperspace.

"What?" I asked, blankly.

He sighed, "This isn't easy for me and Chopper suggested that I should come and apologize to you." I turned to see him standing there like an idiot with a blank face.

"So...do you forgive me?" He asked, pulling a charming smile.

Un...believable.

"Forgive you?" I questioned, "I'll forgive you when the last star in the galaxy burns out."

He presses his hand on his chest and pretends to be shot, saying, "Ouch, you wound me."

   "Look, if you just came to be an idiot then I suggest to just go away," I spat, glaring at the young pirate. He didn't respond right away but shrugged and began to walk towards the door. I sat back in my seat again, closing my eyes and tried to calm down.

   "Princess head tails is very grumpy. I'll just leave her majesty alone now," I heard him mutter then the swish of the door shutting.  I opened my eyes, blood boiling with anger.

   He is so dead.

   I stood and ran out the door to try locating and destroying that horrible pirate. Soon, I found him back in the common room admiring the same picture again. I walked up to Rouge and punched him in the face. He looked over at me in surprise.

"What was that for?" He asked in his charming voice.

"You know what," I yelled. Rouge puts on a 'thinking' face and hums to recall what happened.

   "Sorry, must of slipped my mind after you punched me in the face," he said, leaning against the wall and smirks.

   "Why are you such a jerk?" I asked in disbelief.

   "Do you find it fun toying with people?"

   "Why are you so hot-headed?" He asked. My teeth clenched together until realizing what he was doing. He was toying with me. I relaxed and blankly looked up at him.

Rouge seemed confused at my sudden change in emotions.

"I'm not sure what your deal or problem is but I'm sick of it. From what I can tell, all pirates are the same. Scoundrels, trouble, and greedy. But most of all, deceiving," I said.

At first, I thought my mind was playing games again when seeing Rouge flinch. Like he was hurt by what I said again.

"I hope you feel better about yourself knowing what you've done to me," I almost spat but kept neutral. This wasn't my first nor would be my last dealing with bullies or scoundrels.

I turned and walked out of the room, heading towards the cockpit. For the first time, I felt free. Like all of the galaxy's weight has been lifted off my shoulders.

I sat in the pilot's seat and stared out at the passing stars.

The door opened and Chopper came rolling in. He sat next to me and we talked. I'll admit, the small droid was funny and had a unique personality in the small time I've known him.

"Chopper, can I ask you something?" I asked. Butterflies fluttered my stomach and hands grew sweaty. The droid whirled with enthusiasm and I laughed a little.

"Do you know why my family abandoned me?" I asked, skeptically. I could tell the droid was thinking deeply about the question.

He said that he doesn't remember what happened. I was disappointed but smiled and patted Chopper's dome.

"Thanks for being honest," I said, grateful. Chopper said that the crew member might know what happened. I nodded, hopeful that his words are true. I want to know what happened to them and why I was left behind.

   "Chopper?" I asked, quietly, letting my walls down. The droid warbled a 'what?'

   "Do-" I paused to gather my words, "Do you think they still love me? I just-I just can't stand the thought of going to find them after all this time. When I do finally meet them, I don't want to be rejected. I-I don't think I could handle that."

   I gulped down the lump in my throat and clenched my hands on my arms to stop the trembling. I don't remember the last time I felt so sad and just needed reassurance from another. This right now was a bad idea. I only met Chopper an hour and a half ago.

   Chopper wasn't a bad droid and I took a complete liking to him fast. He even cheered me up by patting my knee and beeped a 'there there.' I smiled a little and patted the top of the droid's dome. I calmed down and returned to my normal posture in my seat, sitting straighter and more confident.

We exited hyperspace to reveal...Lothal? I blinked in confusion.

"Chopper. Did you set the right coordinates?" I asked the droid.

"Of course I did!" He grumbled. My eyes went back to the planet. My old home for as long as I could remember.

All this time, one of my family members was closer to me than I thought and didn't even know it. Who knows? I may of seen or met them in the market place or around town.

The door opened, snapping me out of my thoughts to see Rouge.

"Are we here already? Sheesh, I thought it would take longer. I guess Lothal is a backwater planet so it is reasonable why someone would want to hide here," he said, shrugging. I glared at him.

"How about you let me do all the talking while you stand quietly behind me," I responded. Then spoke under my breathe, "Or we may as well be wearing targets."

"Whatever you say, your majesty," he replied, smugly.

"That's captain, idiot," I corrected, rolling my eyes. He gave me one of his charming smiles which made me hold back another eye roll.

"I know, sweetheart. It's just really fun pressing your buttons," he said, winking.

   "Careful, or next time, I'll make sure that eye isn't able to wink again," I responded, playfully. He stayed silent, to my relief.

I landed the Ghost a mile from the town. My finger pushed the holo map button to soon show a map of Lothal.

"Okay, Chop. Where do we go from here?" I asked. Chopper scanned the map and extended his claw from his dome and pointed to a spot on the map.

I scrunched my nose and said questionably, "The bar?"

Chopper chirped, confirming what I said. Great. The bar. Just where a Twi'lek like me wants to go.

I always felt uncomfortable around bars. They always remind me about the horrible things people do to Twi'leks there.

   I huffed.

   "Alright," I said, giving in, "let's head to the bar."

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