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jadesabre75 Registered: Nov '07	Date Posted: 6/23 3:28pm Subject: RE: Father of the Bride - H/L, J/J Post-Invincible Short story, Humor *Part 1 up!
	That was exactly how I imagined it would happen. LOL Brilliant! Can't wait to see the next chapter. -----signature----- Stories are in my bio! Have at it! "Writers block is when your characters get tired of everything you do to them and go on strike." Lucky Member of the Jagateers: Jagateer of the Imperial Red Swim Trunks
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Chimpo_the_Sith Title: FanForce CR FF Poland Registered: Mar '03	Date Posted: 6/23 3:30pm Subject: RE: Father of the Bride - H/L, J/J Post-Invincible Short story, Humor *Part 1 up!
	I never saw the movie -----signature----- "I actually like Jaina/Jag best. Because they're such an imperfect fit, unstoppable force vs. unmoveable object, they challenge each other more and make one another cooler." Aaron Allston
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path-seeker Registered: May '08	Date Posted: 6/23 4:45pm Subject: RE: Father of the Bride - H/L, J/J Post-Invincible Short story, Humor *Part 1 up!
	My favorite part: “It’s cold,” I insisted, trying my best to be mild. Force, she was stubborn. “It’s okay,” she chuckled, and I thought I detected an annoyed snort. “It is kind of chilly out there, Jay,” Fel told her, waving vaguely at the Ossus air. “Oh is it? All right, I’ll get my jacket,” she scurried back to her cabin. Fabulous start - I'm excited to see what happens!
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Aiel Registered: Oct '04	Date Posted: 6/23 8:37pm Subject: RE: Father of the Bride - H/L, J/J Post-Invincible Short story, Humor *Part 1 up!
	I'll definately have a PM for this one, the characterization is so in tune with the Star Wars universe but it fits into the FotB story so well, poor Han. Great job! -----signature----- Master to TheOnlyJediPrincess and scarlet_shiv. Bar-Wench of the Meanders Inn/O'Kooky Pub. Revolution of Fate: SOON! "The Beatles saved the world from boredom."- George Harrison. DB movie April 8th 2009! ...countdown is on...
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Jaina_and_Jag Registered: Apr '03	Date Posted: 6/24 8:56pm Subject: RE: Father of the Bride - H/L, J/J Post-Invincible Short story, Humor *Part 1 up!
	I would really like to take credit for this, but this scene was in the movie, I’m afraid Really? Yeesh. I need to watch that movie again. haha.
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aurrasingrules101 Registered: Apr '03	Date Posted: 6/25 7:54pm Subject: RE: Father of the Bride - H/L, J/J Post-Invincible Short story, Humor *Part 1 up!
	jadesabre75 That was exactly how I imagined it would happen. Oh goodie! I'm hoping that means you like LOL Brilliant! Can't wait to see the next chapter. Thank you! And the rest of Part 1 is coming right up. Chimpo I never saw the movie That explains it, then path-seeker My favorite part: LOL, glad you liked. Fabulous start - I'm excited to see what happens! Thanks! Part 1 is finishing up here in just a minute Aiel I'll definately have a PM for this one, You got it the characterization is so in tune with the Star Wars universe but it fits into the FotB story so well, poor Han. Great job! Thank you!! Jaina_and_Jag Really? Yeesh. I need to watch that movie again. haha. LOL -----signature----- Stories in profile 1st Peter 4:16 and John 3:3 Dubbed the Mistress of Cliffhangers "You can call me 'Great One'. Most people do." -Jaina Solo
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aurrasingrules101 Registered: Apr '03	Date Posted: 6/25 7:55pm Subject: RE: Father of the Bride - H/L, J/J Post-Invincible Short story, Humor *Part 1 up!
	Part 1 con’t In case you weren’t aware, let me fill you in on a little something. When I met Leia I was a nobody. I had smuggler’s debts, a penchant for risky gambling, and loyalty only to myself and Chewie. But it hadn’t always been that way. She likes to take credit for making a respectable man out of me, and don’t ever tell her I was disagreeing, but that’s not the whole story. Before Leia and all that disreputable conduct, as she calls it, I was an upstanding cadet at the Imperial Academy on Carida. I graduated first in my class, believe it or not, which basically means I could outfly everyone else there. Now you know where Jaina really gets it, no matter what those Skywalkers say. Eventually that whole deal went sour and I was dishonorably discharged for assaulting a commanding officer, or something along those lines, but that’s not the point. Or where I’m going with this. You see, while I was at Carida I met a lot of good pilots, and even a few great pilots. And in this latter category was a fellow Corellian named Fel. I bet you have an idea where I’m going with this now. Anyway, Soontir and I weren’t exactly what you would call the best of buds. He thought he was a real hotshot, captain of the grav-ball team and spacing everyone in the sims—everyone but me, that is. He was into doing what he was told, too, which is something I’ve never really been fond of. Sadly for him, at the end of the semester Fel came out just short of graduating at the top of his class. Thanks to me. And I always got the strange feeling he wasn’t too happy about that. Well, here’s hoping the old man doesn’t hold a grudge. That’d be kind of awkward, considering we’re going to be in-laws… * * * …In retrospect, I guess sticking my hand in the buzzfish tank wasn’t the smartest thing I’ve ever done. Okay? I admit that. But it wasn’t like I really had any choice. I had to get that thing out of that tank before the whole thing was ruined! Imagine me sighing dejectedly. All right, I can see you don’t understand. Let me start from the beginning. It was two days since Jaina decided to marry the Imp Boy, and things had been going so fast my head was spinning. We had almost two months to get the whole wedding thing sorted out, and for some reason everyone was in a panic about the time crunch. Honestly, I couldn’t figure out what the big rush was, and what’s so complicated about planning a wedding, right? But no one’s asking me, so we’ll forget about that for now. I somehow ended up on Bastion, me and Leia and Amelia, at Jaina and Imp Boy’s insistence. He had invited his parents to come be a part of the whole magical wedding experience, and that’s where he had gotten them a house. Apparently it was customary for the parents to meet and celebrate or something, and Leia was just giddy at the prospect of meeting Syal. Me, not so much. But again, no one asks me. Threepio was babysitting for us so we could have a kid-free brunch with the Fels. Leia had me all dressed up and clean and everything, and she had put on one of her nicest day dresses, then spent the whole morning fussing about her hair. Time out a minute. I just want to say, why do wives ask us about their hair? How the hell am I supposed to know whether it looks chic up or down? Okay, back to what I was saying. We met the Fels at their new, fancy house at around 1000 hours. The thing was massive. Like, Star Destroyer hangar bay massive. Imp Boy must have shelled out a pretty credit for that one. It was in one of those communities right outside the city where you have to go through a gate to get in, with a guard and everything. Well, things started out a little shaky , but not as bad as it could have been, and got progressively worse. We knocked on the door and a protocol droid let us in. We didn’t wait long, though. They came to meet us in the foyer, Syal smiling so big I thought she was going to stretch her face, and talking with Leia a billion kilometers a second. They’d never met before as far as I knew, but they had a common bond in their children and that was more than enough. Right behind her was Soontir, looking about as thrilled to see me as I was to see him. “Solo,” he said, extending his hand. I shook it. “Fel.” Age had taken care of old Soontir. He was a little grayer, minus one eye, and walking with a slight limp, but other than that he looked exactly the same as I remember. Personality wise, he was just as stiff and dry as always. It was easy to see where Jag got it. “I guess we should congratulate each other,” he didn’t smile when he said it, which would have given the whole thing a little bit more genuine air, but hey, I wasn’t thrilled myself. “I guess so.” I glanced around the reception area, which was big enough to park the Falcon in. “Nice place.” “It belongs to Jag,” he shrugged. “We’re just staying here for the duration of the wedding.” I had figured as much. I guess this was how my baby girl was going to be living from now on, too. No more cramped pilot’s quarters and lumpy bunks for her. She was going to be the First Lady of the new Empire. I started to feel a little sick. Syal and Leia had finished gabbing at each other, and she invited us into the breakfast room. The table was already spread with all kinds of fruits and pastries and any kind of breakfast food a true Corellian man could ever want. Now that I could get used to. There was even rhyscate, and Syal assured me she made it herself, in true Corellian style. “I was talking with the kids,” Leia began no sooner than we had sat down, “and they said they were considering two ceremonies, one here and one on Corellia.” Syal was nodding the whole while. “Yes, I’d heard that. I think they’d be much better off having a private ceremony and then a big open reception here, instead of two weddings.” “You know,” Leia leaned forward casually, one elbow propped on the table and wrist hanging brokenly with a bite piece of rhyscate on her fork, “that’s a great idea. It’d simplify a lot of things.” Syal continued to nod like on of those toys little kids like so much. “Agreed. I’ll put a bug in Jag’s ear.” “I’ll say something to Jaina, too,” Leia concurred. She started to take a bite, then pulled away as if struck by a sudden idea. “Oh! And you know what they need?” Syal’s face brightened, and I wondered if all women had a telepathic link or something when it came to these things. “A wedding coordinator!” “Yes!” Leia grabbed her new friend’s hand in excitement. “Do you know anyone?” “Well, I think you and I are more than capable of making most of the decisions, we just someone with connections and…” I tuned them out. If there had been any doubt before, there was none now. Weddings were not my thing. I glanced at Soontir. “So…the Chiss. How’s that working for you?” He leaned his big frame back in his chair and regarded me with one scathing eye. “They have served the purpose I intended by protecting my family all these years. But I admit it’s good to be back in the Empire again.” I took a bite of rhyscate and chewed slowly. It was the good stuff, all right. When I was done I said, “Until they throw one of your kids to the howlrunners, right?” He bristled immediately. It was like watching one of those animals where the hair raises up on the back of their neck when they’re mad. I imagined him baring his teeth and growling. “Jagged knew the consequences of his decisions when he made them.” There was a pause, then, “And of course, the lack of honor on the part of others contributed to his exile.” I sure as hell knew what that meant, and I was none too happy about it. No one was going to talk about my Jaina that way and get away with it. I glanced at Leia. She was still deep in conversation. Hopefully she would miss what I was about to say. “Well, it looks like he still finished out on top though, right? Too bad we can’t say the same for you.” I took a very, very long sip of juice to hide my smile. Oh, now he was mad. “Yes, too bad. Kind of like how it’s such a shame your daughter had to inherit that habit of never finishing anything she starts.” I jumped out of my seat. Those were fighting words. Leia and Syal looked up at me, question in their eyes. “What are you doing?” she asked. I glanced from her to Soontir and back again. I swallowed. “I’m going to the ’fresher.” “Go right down that hall,” Syal pointed the direction. “Fifth door on the right.” “Got it.” I spun on my heel and hurried away. I needed to cool down. Things were getting out of hand, and I didn’t want to embarrass Jaina by making an idiot of myself. Otherwise, Fel would have more than a limp and busted eye. The bathroom turned out to be bigger than one of the holds in the Falcon. I didn’t really have to go, so I just kind of puttered around a minute. Looking through the medicine cabinet, stuff like that. There was a stack of glass shelves at one end of the sink with a lot of interesting stuff on it. There was even a fish tank, with a big green and blue buzzfish swimming around. I watched it swim for a minute, then something on the shelf above it caught my attention. It was a photograph—I don’t mean no holo, now, I mean one of those old time things on flimsiplast—in a frame covered in what looked like glitterstones. I picked it up to get a better look. As far as I could tell, it looked like Soontir and Syal on their own wedding day. Both of them were smiling, her in a big white dress and him in his dress uniform. It was a quaint little thing, and I wondered where they’d found a device that still worked to take one of those. I went to set it back on the shelf. It touched the glass and everything, and I let go. Big mistake. It wavered just a second, then plop, fell right off the edge and into the buzzfish tank. I spent a precious few seconds cursing hard enough make a spacer blush, then rolled up my sleeve. I knew what I had to do. Problem was, I really didn’t want to. I sighed, watching the picture and the buzzfish with great anxiety, trying to build up my nerve. It flitted around the frame a minute, then circled back to the far edge of the tank. I made my move. I shoved my hand in there, grabbed the picture, and almost made it out unscathed. Almost. I was so close, I really was. That kriffing thing latched onto my hand and bit so hard I screamed like I hadn’t since accidentally running into a legion of stromtroopers on the first Death Star. My hand came flying out of the tank, fish, picture and all. I was in a panic. The picture went flying against one wall, but I didn’t even care. I was thrashing around like a maniac, trying to sling the thing off my hand. It wouldn’t let go! I banged into the glass shelves, shattering them, arm still flailing. In the process I hit the fish tank, too, sending liters of water just pouring onto the floor. The damned thing was still on my hand. I finally began slapping it against the wall, hollering in that guttural way those primitive species do when they’re running to war. Finally I knocked it loose, and it ended up on the floor, flapping and dancing on the wet tile like it was still trying to come after me. I stomped it a couple times for good measure, and then it lay still. I gave my poor hand a once over. There were deep bite marks on the flesh between my thumb and forefinger, and hot blood was oozing out. I groaned. Then I looked up to see Leia, Syal, and Soontir standing in the doorway, and groaned again. A/N: Next time—Part 2 and the wedding planner! -----signature----- Stories in profile 1st Peter 4:16 and John 3:3 Dubbed the Mistress of Cliffhangers "You can call me 'Great One'. Most people do." -Jaina Solo
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Jaina_and_Jag Registered: Apr '03	Date Posted: 6/25 8:01pm Subject: RE: Father of the Bride - H/L, J/J Post-Invincible Short story, Humor *Update 6/25!
	Leave it to Han to kill something while meeting the in-laws. Loved the tension between him and Soontir.
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dm1 Registered: Jun '04	Date Posted: 6/25 8:09pm Subject: RE: Father of the Bride - H/L, J/J Post-Invincible Short story, Humor *Update 6/25!
	Oh, Han, you're really making a fool of yourself! Loved how the ladies got right to business, at least they are getting along. -----signature----- Internet Mom to HSG! Hey, HSG, watch those explosives, be careful!!
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Jag4Me Title: Host of •BYK •Man Bites Dog •Quick-Games Registered: Jan '08	Date Posted: 6/25 8:13pm Subject: RE: Father of the Bride - H/L, J/J Post-Invincible Short story, Humor *Update 6/25!
	Oh geez, wipes tears from eyes this is about the most hysterical thing I have read in ages. When he saw the photo and the buzzfish you knew it was going to be bad. Your Han is a very believeable Steve Martin. I am hoping Threepio is not going to be the wedding coordinator. -----signature----- "Your new nickname, especially in the TIS circle, is the Stoner." - Trika_Kenobi "Jag- Wicked Temptress of Mandalorians" - adaml83 "Well if anyone could get a Mando in a kilt, I'd place my money on Jag." - PrincessCambria
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Flowerlady Registered: Dec '05	Date Posted: 6/25 8:41pm Subject: RE: Father of the Bride - H/L, J/J Post-Invincible Short story, Humor *Update 6/25!
	I'm laughing so hard that I can't even type....this has to be the damnest, funniest story I've read in a very long time... Wonderful!!!!!!! FL -----signature----- I used to dream of Kyp or Jag, now it's Edward Cullen...I blame Cyn and Saber.. Master to DanaeMariSkywalker, JediMasterArmada and PHGS_Weyr
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Solo_and_Fel Registered: Apr '04	Date Posted: 6/25 8:43pm Subject: RE: Father of the Bride - H/L, J/J Post-Invincible Short story, Humor *Update 6/25!
	“So…the Chiss. How’s that working for you?” Got to love the awkwardness. That kriffing thing latched onto my hand and bit so hard I screamed like I hadn’t since accidentally running into a legion of stromtroopers on the first Death Star. That is one of the best Han Solo moments. And then he turns around and runs the other way. -----signature----- "Hurling black lightning is one thing, but quoting Kyp Durron puts me lower than I ever expected to get." To Suffer & Be Strong: http://boards.theforce.net/Message.aspx?topic=28435487&brd=10477 Check profile for more fics.
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Melissa_Fel13 Registered: Oct '04	Date Posted: 6/25 9:15pm Subject: RE: Father of the Bride - H/L, J/J Post-Invincible Short story, Humor *Update 6/25!
	This is just sheer brillance! lol. Han is ridiculous and I love it! Han just should touch things! Father of the Bride is just like the perfect movie to base a Star Wars fan fic on, I mean like Han is the epitome of the overprotective father. I can't wait to see your version of Frank or Franc or whatever. lol. Looking forward to your next update! MelFel -----signature----- Member of the Jag Fel Fan Club Mush makes the world go round! Come Undone: Post-NJO- Jaina and Jag's first and last rendezvous http://boards.theforce.net/beyond_the_saga/b10477/28902718/p1/?16 Check out my profile for more J/J fics!
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JAGSGURL15 Registered: Jul '03	Date Posted: 6/26 12:12am Subject: RE: Father of the Bride - H/L, J/J Post-Invincible Short story, Humor *Update 6/25!
	LOL only Han.... Amazing post! -----signature----- Mush Queen of TKL's LOMIN ALE WRAITHS Living In DE'NILE i <3 JJ REDICK ~&NY YANKEES&~ (((DUKE BLUE DEVILS)))
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ccp Registered: Apr '05	Date Posted: 6/26 6:19am Subject: RE: Father of the Bride - H/L, J/J Post-Invincible Short story, Humor *Update 6/25!
	Oh poor Han. You can't win for losing. -----signature----- Padwan to Big Fatty If someone says, "Have a nice weekend," I never say, "You too." Because I never know if, perhaps, by the time the weekend rolls around, I will have other plans for that person. Come Friday, I may wish to have them slain. - George Carli
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