A.N. Woohoo, a new chapter for you guys! A new character is introduced too, I'm sure you'll recognize where they come in. Someone pointed out to me that Anakin referred to the Queen as Padme. I didn't realize it at first, but I suppose it makes sense. Everyone from the clone wars would probably know this about one of the most famous Senators. Possibly some from the future would already know the name Padme Amidala and connect it. Others probably figured it out already from the slight differences in the Queen.

Now that it's been pointed out, I want to know what everyone else thinks. If there is an overwhelming desire for me to edit that, I will. If people don't care, then I'll leave it as is. I only own my OCs, nobody and nothing else!

"Wouldn't have lasted so long anyways if I wasn't so good at building things." Anakin tells Padme, a little bitterly, as Jar Jar runs around juggling parts.

"Well at least we know that hasn't changed." Ahsoka joked, ribbing her Master in the side. He scoffs and says something about how she just doesn't know the true joy of fixing things. Beside them, Obi-Wan shakes his head at their antics, too used to them to say anything out loud.

Qui-Gon walks in. "We're leaving. Jar Jar." He storms off.

Padme goes to join him, talking to Anakin on her way out. "I'm glad to have met you, Anakin."

"I was glad to meet you too!" He yells to her.

Now Luke is grinning, having picked up what Ahsoka had hinted at before. "Someone definitely has a crush." He says, looking for all the world like a child who's just received an early birthday present.

Watto comes in after they had left. "Outlanders." He says in Huttese. "They think we know nothing."

"Given what I've seen of the standard Tatooine education, they are normally correct." The younger Dooku remarks.

"Hey!" Yells Anakin, being very offended at that.

Coal quickly backtracks. "Not you, you've had a Jedi's education. You're good." Still looking slightly miffed, the elder Skywalker leans back in his chair, apparently satisfied with the apology for the previous insult.

"They seemed nice to me." Responds the boy.

"Clean the racks." Watto tells him. "Then you can go home." Anakin gives a cry of joy before rushing off.

Scene switches to Obi-Wan talking to Qui-Gon through the comms on board the ship. "And you're sure there's nothing left on board?" The Master asks.

"A few containers of supplies." Kenobi answers. "The Queen's wardrobe maybe. But not enough for you to barter with. Not in the amount you're talking about."

Rey speaks up. "I'm not sure how much clothing like the Queen's would be worth, but you could probably fetch a decent amount for some of the things not being used on the ship. Spare communicators, extra tools, even scrap pieces of metal." Upon rechieving looks from almost everyone present, she blushed and ducked down into her chair. "You learn a lot being a scavenger most of your life." She explained.

"All right. I'm sure another solution will present itself. I'll check back later." Jinn adds before putting the comlink away.

"Noah gain! Noah gain!" Jar Jar tells him. "Da beings hereabouts, cawazy! Wesa be wobbed un crunched!"

Poe chuckled at the screen. " I think you have to have credits first before you can be robbed of them."

"Not likely." Says Qui-Gon. "We have nothing of value. That's our problem."

"See?"

The group begins wandering the streets again. Jar Jar spots a morsel of food hanging at a nearby stall. Thinking he's cunning, he sticks his long tongue out to attach to it. Until the stall owner catches him. "Hey, hey! Are you going to pay for that?"

While Chewie howled and covered his face with his hands, Han just winced. "Please tell me he didn't just try to steal from a Tatooine vendor."

Ventress sneered at him. "So what? Even if he gets caught because of his own stupidity, whatever punishment is dealt can't be that bad."

Solo turns to look at her in surprise. "Not that bad? That's prime Hutt territory. The vendor could easily go to Jabba and report it to him. There's no way he'd be getting out of there alive then. No one does once they cross a Hutt."

The Separatist Assassin smirked at that. "I seemed to have lasted long enough, even after directly annoying Jabba."

Han gaped at her. "You've got to tell me how you did it then. I hate to think of what Jabba will do to me if I don't pay him back." From somewhere near the back, Kyle laughs under his breath, the slight noise going unheard by most.

"Sorry, but that's my secret." Replies Ventress.

Jar Jar is confused by the language barrier, especially as the owner keeps talking. "It costs seven wupiupi!" The Gungan spits out the food and it flies into a dish at a far table, splashing a Dug. Said Dug jumps over the table and shoves Jar Jar onto the ground.

"Is this yours?" He asks. While everyone is staring at the two, a certain kid walks up to them.

"Careful Sebulba." Anakin warns. "He's a big time outlander. I'd hate to see you diced before we race again."

Dooku was smirking at this. "It appears your time with the Jedi hasn't changed you very much Skywalker."

Anakin had the decency to blush. "Yeah, yeah, I was a cheeky kid. I get it."

"Next time we race, boy, it will be the end of you. If you weren't a slave, I'd squash you now." Sebulba gestures violently before walking away.

"Yeah, it'd be a pity if you had to pay for me." Adds Anakin.

"And you call me Snips." Ahsoka snorts at her Master, who looks like he'd rather be on youngling duty than here right now.

Qui-Gon joins the two and greets Anakin.

"Your buddy here was about to be turned into orange goo. He picked a fight with a Dug, an especially dangerous Dug called Sebulba." Explained Skywalker.

"I have yet to meet a Dug who was any form of agreeable." Coal inputs. "They are not what I would describe as a friendly race."

"Mesa haten crunchen. Das da las ting mesa want."

"Nevertheless, the boy is right. You were heading into trouble." Qui-Gon reprimands. "Thanks, my young friend."

The group walk off as Jar Jar protests, leaving Sebulba to glower and bite the head off the projectile Jar Jar had flung.

"Point proven."

At the ship, the wind is whistling heavily as Obi-Wan waits for his Master. "The storm will slow them down." He remarks to Panaka.

"Told you." Coughs Luke into his hand.

"Looks pretty bad." The guard replies. His comlink beeps and he answers it.

"Receiving a message from home." It says.

"Don't respond to it!" Leia shouts out. Rey looks toward her, confused.

"Why not?" She asked.

"They can easily track you if you respond to it." The Princess answers back. "I learned all I could about popular tracking methods after we were tracked back to our secret base." She gives a small glare towards the quiet Sith Lord sitting at the back before focusing on the screen once more.

"We'll be right there." And they head back to the ship.

Elsewhere, Qui-Gon is regarding the sky worriedly. Anakin hands him some pallies, says he'll like them. "Thank you." He replies. As he goes to put them in his pouch on his belt, he lifts his poncho to reveal his lightsaber, something that doesn't go unnoticed by the kid.

Ventress snorts slightly. "He's not very good at hiding the fact that he's a Jedi, is he?" She comments.

"Oh, my bones are aching." Mentions the old lady running the stall. "Storm's coming up, Ani. You better get home quick."

Hearing this, Luke smiled slightly. The old woman reminded him of his Aunt. She always had an odd intuition about that type of thing. Many a times had him and his Uncle been saved by her warnings to stay home that day.

They turn to leave and Anakin talks to them again. "Do you have shelter?"

"We'll head for our ship." Qui-Gon answers.

"Is it far?"

"It's on the outskirts." Padme replies.

"Which you'll never reach in time." Pipes up Rey.

"You'll never reach the outskirts in time. Sandstorms are very, very dangerous." The young blond tells them. "Come on. I'll take you to my place." Says the boy.

By the time they reach the Skywalker residence, the wind is blowing the sand around viciously. All have their arms up to cover their faces from the fast moving grains.

Anakin winces from the sight alone. He really does hate sand.

"Mom! Mom, I'm home!" Yells Anakin.

A nice looking woman with a very mothery feel about her steps out of the kitchen. She looks surprised to see so many in her home but appears to take it in stride.

"Is that my grandmother?" Asks Luke with wide eyes. He turns to look at Anakin.

"Yeah," He responds with a sad smile. "That's my mom. I'd almost forgotten how she looked when she was happy and healthy."

Lukes head hangs slightly. "I wish I could have met her."

"I do too."

"These are my friends, mom." He says proudly.

"I'm Qui-Gon Jinn." Said man introduces himself as Anakin tells his friends about the droid he's building. "Your son was kind enough to offer us shelter." He tells her.

"Good thing too, you don't last long unprotected in a sandstorm." Rey adds again. "They were rarer on Jakku than they seem to be on Tatooine but even I know that."

"Come on, I'll show you 3PO!" The excited nine year old grabs Padme's arm and leads her and R2 to the back.

In a separate room, Anakin takes off a blanket to reveal his project to the handmaiden. "Isn't he great? He's not finished yet." The droid lies on propped up on the table, a mass of wires fixed into a humanoid frame.

Han groans. "The birth of golden rod. Now if only he hadn't gotten involved with the Rebellion so I could be free from the whining."

"Hey!" Yells Anakin. "I thought I told you to stop insulting my droid."

"Come on, even you have to admit he can be annoying at times." Han insists.

"How rude!" Pipes up the golden droid himself. "The odds that you would have perished without my assistance over the years is-"

"Okay, I see your point." Concedes the Skywalker.

"He's wonderful." She tells him.

"You really like him?" He asks eagerly. "He's a protocol droid to help mom. Watch." Anakin flicks a switch and C-3PO turns on.

"Oh. Oh. Uh-where is everybody?" The droid inquires.

"Whoops." Remembering, Anakin picks up an eye and inserts it into the droids socket.

"That might be an important thing to remember." Cal remarks cheekily, speeching up for the first time in a bit.

"Oh, hello. I am C-3PO. Human-cyborg relations. How might I serve you?" The droid asks.

"He's perfect." Padme says.

"Oh, perfect."

"Don't let him get a swelled head." Finn says. "I don't think he needs it."

"When the storm is over, I'll show you my racer. I'm building a Podracer." Brags Anakin.

"You raced pods?" Luke stares wide-eyed at his father. "That's so awesome." He says awestruck. Anakin can't keep from straightening up in his chair, glad that his son is so proud of him.

"I'm not sure this floor is entirely stable." 3PO remarks as he wobbles uncertainly on spindly legs. At a whistle from R2, he turns towards him. "Oh, hello. I don't believe we have been introduced. R2-D2. A pleasure to meet you. I am C-3PO, human-cyborg relations."

R2 chirps some more towards him. "I beg your pardon, but what do you mean 'naked'?" The little astrodroids responds, causing the protocol droid to recoil. "My parts are showing? My goodness! Oh!"

Even Grievous can't keep from chuckling at the droid. "He's still more tolerable than most of the battle droids." He clarifies when Ventress glances at him in confusion.

A/N. Hello everybody! Sorry this chapter didn't cover all I promised in the last authors note. Had a busy schedule, that's why this chapter took longer to come out to. But don't worry, summer for me is coming up very soon, and with it comes a large increase in update rates. I refuse to leave you guys hanging!

That being said, hope you all enjoyed, see you with the next chapter soon!