Hondo POV
"Hello, Jabba!"
"Hello Hondo."
Ezra seemed eager for another job today.
"I have a job. So... smuggle.... some.... porgs onto Mandalore?"
"Um, porgs? No thank you."
"You sure, Jabba?"
"Porgs are menaces and taste like rotten fish."
"They taste amazing, what do you mean? Especially Pressed Porg. That tastes so good..."
"Sorry Hondo I have training today."
"I guess I will ask someone else. PLEASE DO IT JABBA!"
I gave him puppy eyes and he smirked. He knew he was my only company right now.
"Sorry, Hondo, I can't today."
"It must be done today!"
"Do it yourself."
"No."
"Yes."
"Fine."
"Ok then go."
"BUT I NEED YOUR COMPANY!"
"You don't. I need my training."
"You don't."
"Then you don't need my company."
"Ugh fine Jabba."
"Ok then go."
"You are stinkier than Jabba that Hutt himself."
"What!?"
"We are breaking up."
"What do you mean, 'breaking up?'"
"I am internally married to you."
He looked up at me strangely, and laughed.
"Hondo we are not even dating! We are not married. Just friends."
"Married."
"Friends."
"Hondo, what are you doing here? Ezra, come back for training," Kanan said.
He gave me a strange look. He led Ezra to a small field and they started training. I mean, pirates do need training indeed, but he trains every day. I sighed and knew that he didn't believe we were married. I completely believe that we are. He just doesn't know it yet.
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Weird Ships - Star Wars
FanfictionThis is the book where strange and illegal ships are stored. Beware, some ships are platonic, romantic, and sexual! Yes, you can ship these ships! They just have some flaws. I don't own Star Wars or it's characters. I don't own any of the characters...
