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Fill -Re: Luke+Babby Ben, Baby-sitting, tooth-rotting fluff

[(Anonymous)]

*Baby boy Ben*

Mara Jade walked into the room and paused. Shiny objects were floating around the room, glinting in the evening light. “Luke?” she called softly.

“Over here.”

She rounded a tight corner and found Luke standing in the middle of the thickest concentration of objects holding a gurgling baby.

“Han and Leia got stuck in a fourteen-day quarantine, I said I’d look after Ben for the last couple of days until they get back.” He smiled, “How was your trip?”

“It was okay.” She reached up and plucked one of the items from the cloud, “Isn’t this a misuse of the Force?”

“If you can prove that no Jedi ever did anything like this to amuse a baby prone to tears, then I’ll pay you. I can always justify it as a mindfulness exercise.”

Before Mara could really say anything Ben suddenly lunged in Luke’s arms, “Oh you want to go to her?” he looked at Mara who shrugged.

He walked over and carefully handed Ben to her. The baby giggled and laughed, then Mara saw Luke’s face, “Something wrong?”

“You must be more force sensitive than you believe.”

“Because he giggled?”

“He only smiles and giggles when he’s handed to a force sensitive person.”


*Young boy Ben*


The teacher looked up as Luke entered the room. “I summoned Princess Leia and her consort.”

Luke looked at his nephew who radiated unhappiness and misery. He turned to the teacher, “Leia and Han are delayed due to mechanical issues so they asked me to look after Ben until they get back.”

The teacher looked Luke up and down, then said, “He still has to complete his lessons.”

“I’ll make sure he does them. Get your things, Ben, we’re going.”


They got in the speeder but only went a few blocks and parked outside a walking park. “Are you okay, Ben?”

The boy shrugged.

Luke shooed the boy out of the speeder, took his bag from him and tossed it back in the speeder, “Go, play, meet some other kids, or not. I expect dirt, on you. Go. Just don’t leave the park boundaries.”

Ben looked at the park, “You aren’t going to supervise me?”

“I’ll know where you are. I’m going to sit here and catch up on my correspondence.” Luke made a shooing motion.

Ben took his jacket off and handed it to Luke, then shot off into the wooded park. Luke added the jacket to the pile in the speeder. He settled on a nearby bench with his data pad and began to tackle his correspondence.


Ben’s eyes widened as Luke took the food delivery and headed for the kitchen. “Mom never lets me have that.”

“Well, you are stuck with your cooking impaired uncle.”

“You can’t cook?”

“My Aunt Beru always told me, Best not.”


Leia and Han entered their apartments and Leia made to go peek into Ben’s room and frowned at Han when he grabbed her arm and silently shushed her. He pointed to the sitting room where the dim blue light of the entertainment screen softly lit the room. Leia smiled at the sight of her son and her brother asleep on each other on the sofa. She watched as Chewbacca crept toward them, laying a blanket on them before creeping away.