The Pub

“Sir we found her!” a tech said.

“Where?” I asked while tapping my foot

‘Aren’t you going to thank him for his hard work?’ asked my younger self as I as tapped my foot louder.

“She and that one clone are in a pub on Coruscant.” the tech stated.

As I flew down to this pub I started drumming my fingers on controls of the ship.

‘Now what wrong?’ My younger self asked as I shook my head.

“As if you didn’t know!” I fired back.

‘But your going to see her!” my younger self said.

“I know!” I fired back to him and waited.

‘Well you don’t have to get mad at me.’ my younger self stated.

“You’re the one who left her, not me.” I fired back thinking this wasn’t get us anywhere.

‘What?’ my younger self asked.

“You know what I mean.” I stated back and waited.

‘Are you still mad because you didn’t stay with mom?’ my younger self asked.

I nodded my head and watched as the ship slowly closed in on the planet and dock near the pub.

After the ship was docked, I exited and went looking for the pub. Which didn’t take much to spot it.

‘Your going to properly greet her now, right?’ my younger self asked as I entered and spotted her, I stood there watching her for a few seconds before she whip around on her stool and then asked "Are you following me?"

‘Not when she doesn’t.’ I told him.

"You gave me the wrong picture negative, Jedi," I stated as I got angry.

Before I knew it she was poking at buttons on my suit "I did too! What does this red one do?" as she reached for it and I caught her arm.

‘Oh look she wants to play,’ my younger self stated.

"It turns off my air conditioning. You gave me a picture of the riddle monkey and some blond." I told her.

Then I heard a female voice say "Lord Vader!"

‘Oh look your popular guy.’ my younger self said as I turned towards the voice in surprise that any woman would dare call out to me. As I turned I notced that Kriss was trying to stick her fingers under my helmet.

I slapped her arm and then stated "Do that again, woman and I'll pop your head!"

‘Why did you have to do that!? She nice, isn’t she?’ my younger self was quick to say as I turned towards this woman clone "As you for you, I'm going to pretend I didn't see you. I'm might be sick otherwise. Cover your stomach if you can't advertise for the Empire instead of that silly tattoo!"

I then heard Kriss laughing behind me. I turned around and stated "You're wasted!"

‘Is that the nicest thing you can say to her.’ my younger self asked as she raised her glass and said "I am not. I've only had one drink! I haven't finished it yet, either!"

"Disgraceful!" I spat.

‘So you say,’ my younger self stated.

Then she started to poke me again only this time it hard in the gut then said sweetly "You know, buster, you really need to stop acting like some one sat in your Imperial Cornflakes all the time!"

"My Imperial what?" I asked.

"Imperial Cornflakes! The Cereal! By the Force, what rock have you been under?" she asked.

‘You can’t even tell her how pretty she is, what try of guy are you?’ my younger self asked as I slowly going to point that out but I heard Kriss, this woman clone and a new guy all start laughing.

‘Join in, it will do you good.’ my younger self joking said.

I then realized who was with them, "Sith Spawn! Is that Obi-Wa- " I started to say as Kriss placed her hand over my mouthpiece.

"You mentioned a picture?" she said smiling.

"Uh, yes. You know which one. Get to me or I'll pop your head!" I muttered under hand hand.

"You need a drink. Here," she said as she shoved a Sith Slammer into my hand.
‘Aren’t you going to thank her for the drink?’ my younger self asked. As I reflected on how I was to drink this anyway. Then she grabbed a straw and said "Here, this should help."

‘Aren’t you going to thank her for doing that for you?’ my younger self asked.

I slowly moved the straw through the opening do started to drink. It had been a long time since I had a Sith Slammer that it brought a smile to my face. That I didn’t realize that I was slurping very loudly.

I then feel her pat my hand and say "You just enjoy that. It's my friend's birthday today and we have to go!" as she grabbed Tak and pulled her off the stool, leaving me standing there with straw still stuck in my helmet.

I pulled out the straw and stormed out of the pub.

My younger self stating ‘You didn’t get your picture did you?’

I shook my head and went back towards my ship.