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In My Dreams, Shadows Call (You’re The Light at the End of the Hall) snippet

It had been a good day, overall for Din. You had to understand, the fire in the kitchen wasn’t their fault. Kind of, and Luke had used his powers to put it out quickly. The scolding they’d gotten for it was a small price to pay for all the pasties they’d managed to snag from the kitchen. Which led to where they were now. Sitting in Luke’s room gobbling down their stolen stash of snacks, giggling like a couple of idiots.

When Din and his family had first moved to Naboo’s capital city Theed five years ago, he’d never imagined his best friend would be the prince his family served. If you had told nine year old him he’d be allowed to call the then six year old prince by his first name he’d have called you crazy. Luke was his best friend, the King, Anakin, treated him like a second son. It was more than he could have dreamed of. Still, as he glanced at Luke, with filling on his cheek, he couldn’t help but wish they were older.

Din grinned before leaning over and licking the filling off Luke’s cheek.

“Ack! Din what the heck?!” Luke cried.

“Consider it payback for that time you were convinced you were part tooka and felt the need to groom me like one.” Din said.

“What the heck?” Luke said, laughing and shoving him. “I was like, six!”

“Exactly! I waited five years for my revenge.” Din said laughing.

“What? You’re so mean!” Luke cried.

“You love it though.” Din teased.

“Love? Who-who said anything about love?!” Luke asked. “Y-you’re crazy!”

‘Well, that was a weird reaction.’ Din thought, putting another pastry in his mouth.

Luke, for his part, had buried his face in his hands and pulled his knees to his chest. Something he only did when he was embarrassed. Din assumed it was because of his reaction. He held out a pastry, trying to cheer him up

I swear Wild Hearts Can’t be Tamed was supposed to be a slow burn, then Din and Luke basically took the story hostage in chapter 2.

I keep thinking the story I'm writing is gonna go one way and then the characters in the book go 'Actually, no.'

I created you, why are you fighting me

Oblivious

Just write the thing. for 5 minutes. If there's more than 5 minutes of work, great. If not, you had the 5 minutes

I imagine Hunter felt this way but also the viewers, like that’s our girl! Our girl is all grown up now and going to fight the Empire. Where did the time go?

Now her Daddy's in the kitchen Starin' out the window Scratchin' and a rackin' his brains How could eighteen years just up and walk away Our little pony tailed girl Growed up to be a woman Now she's gone in the blink of an eye She left the suds in the bucket And the clothes hangin' out on the line

This song is Suds in the Bucket by Sarah Evans, and I think the chorus perfectly fits Tbb epilogue

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Snippet from chapter 2 of Of Bolts and Bucket Hearts

“Mom, this is Din, my sahe’as, my boyfriend.” Luke said.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you.” Padmé said. “Please take good care of my son. He means everything to me.”

“I noticed you speaking huesmic, were you a slave?” Din asked as they walked.

Padmé laughed. “No I was a queen and senator, but I married his father. He, Nia, and Beru taught me.” She said.

Din nearly tripped. Luke, actually tripped, luckily Din managed to grab him just in time to stop him from face planting into the ground. Luke flashed a grateful smile as he steadied himself against Din.

“You were a queen?” Luke asked. “Aunt Ru only mentioned you being a senator.”

“I was elected queen of Naboo when I was four teen. I ran for two terms. The people wanted to vote for me to stay in power for longer, but I refused. It wasn’t how things were done. After that I became a senator.” Padmé explained. “They insisted I keep the name Amidala instead of going back to Naberrie though. If things had been different I would have taken your father’s last name when we married. But, he was a Jedi and forbidden from marrying, so we had to do it in secret.”

She shook her head. “I haven’t been a Naberrie, Amidala, or Skywalker in a very long time though. All of them were too risky to use. When this war is over I’ll go back to my name, but for now call me Veré.” She said.

“Of course mam.” Din said.

“What name will you use?” Luke asked. “Naberrie or Skywalker?”

“I was thinking Naberrie-Skywalker.” Padmé said.

“Padmé Naberrie-Skywalker. I like it.” Luke said.

Din smiled as Luke and Padmé talked. It was good to see the mother and son catching up. It was like they’d only been separated a few months and not eighteen years. Like Luke had simply moved out and come to visit instead of a first meeting.

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