#evilmousetober23

[myevilmouse]

from @dankfarrikdrabbles -tober prompt list...

“You aren’t drinking your caf,” Lando remarked, taking a seat across from his friend.  The mess hall reeked of the stuff—a bracing aroma tinged with sweat and energy.

“I hate caf,” Luke said.  “Bitter.  Boring.”

“Try this.”  Lando’s fancy tastes extended to beverages.

Luke reluctantly accepted his proffered mug.

“Go ahead.”  The kid had never had hot chocolate?  “Today’s your lucky day.”

Scoffing, Luke took a sip.  And then another, eyes widening.

“Why would anyone drink caf with this in the galaxy?” he asked, amazed.

Lando laughed.  “Unrefined taste buds, Luke.  C’mon, I’ll show you how to make it.”

space bros

#star wars #lando calrissian #luke skywalker #myfic #drabbles #100 words #drabble #evilmousetober23

[myevilmouse]

“You always do that,” Din commented, gesturing at the two glasses on the table.

“Offer you a drink?”

The Mandalorian nodded.

“Hospitality,” Cobb grinned.  “Yes, always gonna buy you a snort, even if you don’t want my spotchka.”  He shook the bottle of radioactive-blue liquid happily.  “And who knows, maybe someday you’ll surprise me.” 

Leaning across the table, he tapped Din’s helmet with a gloved finger. 

“I can’t take it off,” Din said flatly.

“Would you like to?”

The question surprised him, and Din looked from Cobb’s easy-going smile to the bright glow of the spotchka before he answered.

“Sometimes.”

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[myevilmouse]

“Mara’s attending tonight’s gala?”

The words escaped in unmistakable complaint before Luke could stop them. 

His twin let them hang there, the silence loud with told-you-so satisfaction.

“It’s not too late, let’s go,” Han said, straight-faced.  Apparently a tacit agreement not to tease in place.

Luke sighed.  He hadn’t packed formalwear, planning a quiet night before tomorrow’s tactical meetings.  But, not the for the first time, his brother-in-law displayed almost Force-sensitive intuition.

“Borrow mine, just like after Yavin, remember?” he grinned.  “Leia stocks my closet with lots of fancy threads.”

“Thanks, Han,” Luke smiled. 

“That’s three you owe me, kid.”

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[myevilmouse]

“I’m not saying I didn’t like it,” Mara insisted.

“You didn’t have to!”  Luke flung a hand at her plate.  “You barely touched the Covado salad—and you love Ithorian.  You had exactly two bites of Bilarian casserole.  The braboli—from my last trip to Ryborea—was the only success.”

His wife tried to argue.  “I love your cooking!  You know I do!”

With a humpf, Luke leaned back in his chair.  “Not tonight.”

“Pregnancy messes with taste buds.”  Mara reminded him. 

“No kidding,” Luke smiled tiredly.  “I’ll order delivery.  Fried klak as usual?”

“Thanks, farmboy.  Just three more weeks.”

#luke skywalker #fictober23 #mara jade #mara jade skywalker #married skywalkers #star wars legends #drabbles #drabble #100 words #evilmousetober23

[myevilmouse]

"I see your defeat, like many arms surrounding you in a cold embrace." 

The creature's prophecy hadn’t kept him awake, but now, as steely appendages wound tightly, the behemoth testing the durability of his ribcage, breath leaving his lungs, now Grand Admiral Thrawn remembered it, cursed it, and wondered what clues he’d missed, what strategies he’d overlooked in his confidence --his hubris-- that could have undone whatever Bridger was doing now. 

This mysterious Force... was it really this unpredictable? Or was his imminent death and failure of his mission due to his inability to not just see, but to believe? 

#grand admiral thrawn #getting his comeuppance #angstober 2023 #thrawn #star wars rebels #drabble #100 words #drabbles #evilmousetober23

[myevilmouse]

Beautiful…and sad. 

Leia’s memory of their mother lay heavy in his heart as Luke left.  There were so many questions.  His sister couldn’t answer them.  Was her memory even of their biological mother or her adopted one? 

Would Vader be willing to tell them about her?  Was her sadness due to Anakin’s fall?  Or did something else cause her pain? 

Her beauty was unsurprising.  Leia was heir to her mother’s loveliness, and likely much more like her than Luke would ever know.

And Luke?  He refused his father’s dark inheritance. 

He would save him.

At peace, Luke hailed the stormtroopers.

#luke skywalker #star wars #darth vader #princess leia #evilmousetober23 #drabbles #100 words #drabble #rotj

[myevilmouse]

Luke grimaced, pushing away from the holonet terminal.  His sister caught the wince, and maybe a slight ripple in the Force—she was still a novice—hurrying over.

“What’s wrong Luke?”

“Um…”  The grimace turned into a blush, deep color rising from collar to hairline.  “It’s this…”  Luke gestured helplessly.  “This—”

Leia glanced at the monitor, suspecting the content.  She quickly stifled amusement and nodded.

“The annual most breedable sentient poll.  You’re in the lead, didn’t you know that?”

“Do I look like I knew that?” Luke squeaked.  “What even is this thing?!”

“The price of fame,” Leia smiled. 

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[myevilmouse]

Mara hated babysitting. 

Luke had put the twins to bed, and then, exhausted, conked out on the sofa three nanoseconds after.  Only baby Anakin was left to handle. 

Two minutes ago, he’d been strapped into his highchair, happily munching fistfuls of bucknoodles.  But now, chubby fingers were pushing his sippy cup ever closer to the tray’s lipped edge, eyes twinkling with mischievous intent.

Mara tsked in warning, shaking her head.

 “I wouldn’t do that if I were you.”

Undaunted, Anakin shoved with a delighted giggle. 

Mara’s Force reflexes were fast enough—barely.

“Living up to your name, huh?” she sighed. 

Mara Jade babysitting ^^

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[myevilmouse]

It was a good dream, filled with sensual perfume and flavors, senses normally not commanded by Thrawn’s subconscious.  He stirred, luxurious sheets confining.

The dream’s thread unraveled, trailing a path of warmth through his body.  Blinking awake, Thrawn rolled to his side.

Arihnda Pryce’s bare shoulders peeked above the covers, facing away.  Asleep.  Maybe enjoying her own dreams.

Impulsively, Thrawn slid one arm beneath hers, the other around her waist, wrapping Pryce tightly to his chest. 

“Why’d you wake me?” she murmured.

“Just because,” Thrawn answered, placing a kiss on her nape, then settling his head to share the pillow.

gorgeous art by @blackmonitor

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[myevilmouse]

Leia gently applied bacta to a swelling bump on her husband’s forehead.

“I should have expected it,” Han sighed.  “A party of little Force users, why shouldn’t they attack the ghoul when it appears?” 

He winced as Leia secured a bandage, dropping a kiss on it.

“It’s not your fault,” she soothed.

“No, it’s yours!  Costume’s too realistic!  Our own kids didn’t recognize me!”

Luke walked in.  “Need some Force healing there, Mr. Zombie?”

“I’m a ghoul!” Han scowled.  “A very scary, convincing ghoul.”

“They went easy on you,” Luke laughed.  “Or you’d need a bacta tank, not a patch!”

This concludes evilmousetober23, I'd like to thank everyone for following my drabbles! I will be posting them on AO3 in a series soon, and you can always find them with the #evilmousetober23 tag on my tumblr. If you want more evilmousetober drabbles, you can check out evilmousetober22, my 2021 TwoforOneTober, evilmousetober2020, and the OG Fictober2019 drabbles!

Happy Halloween!

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[myevilmouse]

Leia scoffed, Han laughed, and Chewie snorted his opinion.

“I never said it would be easy,” Lando shrugged.  “But it’s worth it, to get those two laserbrains together.”

Leia stood up.  “I’m gonna check on the kids.  You—” she pointed at her husband, “are NOT going to encourage this…this delusion.” 

After she left, Han spun his chair, straddling it in a “let’s talk business” way.

“Let me get this straight.  You want to turn an NR mission that’s basically a milkrun into a catastrophe so the kid gets lucky?”

Lando beamed his most charming smile.  “Exactly.”

“Count us in.”

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[myevilmouse]

“An elegant weapon, for a more civilized age.”

The first part, Luke could agree with…but the second gave him pause.  No matter how “civilized” Jedi scribes considered their era, the archives told a different story:  slavery, violence, warfare, corruption and misery were nothing new to modern times.

“Something wrong?”  Tionne’s voice drew Luke out of the reverie.

“Just remembering.”

She pointed to his hand, resting lightly against his weapon’s hilt.  “Something bad?”

Luke shook his head.  “History lesson.”

Tionne’s eyebrow lifted. “Involving lightsabers?” 

“Would a galaxy without weapons be peaceful, Tionne?”

“No.”  Her answer came quickly.  “We’re all living weapons.”

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[myevilmouse]

“Ben won’t come out of his room,” Mara said. 

Her tone was, to Luke’s hearing, deliberately even, nothing to read into the words except stark fact.

“I shouldn’t have let him go on the mission, that’s what you mean?”

“Not what I said.”

“What you meant,” Luke repeated.

“It’s the Sith coven all over again,” Mara said.  “Sometimes I wish Ben hadn’t inherited your reckless optimism.  We can’t save everyone; he should know that by now.”

“That’s a hard lesson to learn,” Luke admitted.  “Even for me.”

“But a necessary one,” Mara retorted.  “Now go teach your son, Master Skywalker.”

This drabble is sort of a sequel or cousin to three from my #yearofluke2023 drabble series, for April and May and June, which Mara refers to here.

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[myevilmouse]

Mara held her breath, easier to hear that way:  the music of Luke’s breathing, the  muffled beats of his heart against her ear.  His skin was warm on her cheek, the barest press of his chest against her face, rising and falling in rhythm with the miracle of him. 

Lungs, heart, movement. 

Luke’s heartbeat was reliable, strong.  Like him.  Consistent and persistent, drumming a steady reminder of his existence as he slept. 

Mara exhaled roughly, fighting the fear that always accompanied any reflection of her husband’s mortality. 

Luke’s heart would beat forever, she told herself, the sound itself a promise. 

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[myevilmouse]

Confused by the question, Governor Pryce tried to ignore the heat spreading over her uniform collar.

“Well, Grand Admiral, I’m actually a Kani, you know, born during midsummer fete week on Lothal.”  She coughed, flattered he’d asked.  “And you?”

Thrawn’s expression was unreadable.  Maybe astrology was different in his culture? 

“There’s nothing to such things, of course, but still—”

“Apologies, Governor,” he interrupted, gesturing to the lit holodisplay with a brief smile.  “I meant to ask which of the sector’s star charts—not star signs—were applicable to your current situation.”

Mortified, Pryce turned stinging cheeks towards the map.

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[myevilmouse]

A small sound interrupted her concentration.  With an exhausted sigh, Mara lifted her chin to meet her husband’s concerned look.

“I’m fine—almost done, then I’ll come to bed.”

 “You’re probably seeing double by now; it’s not going to improve by your losing sleep.”

“You’re saying I look awful?”

A small laugh, followed by a kiss, was the first part of his answer.  “I’d never say that,” Luke replied carefully. 

Mara was too tired to laugh.  “I’ll tell your sister what a diplomat you’re turning out to be, Master Skywalker.  Anyway,” she turned back to the cluttered table, “Ben’s kriffing science fair project is almost done.”

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