Luke Skywalker, meet Ben Kenobi (with added scene)

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Julie


"Luke Skywalker, meet Ben Kenobi"


11 years before Star Wars: A New Hope


"Luke! Luke!" Beru Lars' shrill cry sounded from the kitchen. Beru
nervously backed away from the table as the boxy droid continued to
stomp its way through the kitchen.

"Gonk! Gonk! Gonk!" it repeated intermittently. Beru shook her head in
disgust.

"Luke," she cried out again desperately. "Get this droid out of my
kitchen right now!"

"I'll be right there Aunt Beru," a young voice sounded from the distance.

Soon, a disheveled ten year old with long blond hair arrived at the
kitchen entrance, wiping some grease off his hands. "Tell Uncle Owen
I've managed to-" Luke began excitedly, looking at Beru,
completely oblivious of the menace, when she interrupted him, by
pointing at the errant power droid.

"Oh no!" Luke muttered to himself as he watched the droid knock down
dishes and utensils. "I'd better get a restraining bolt," he said and
ran out to the garage.

"Hurry!" cried Aunt Beru.

Returning instantly, Luke reached into his pockets and running up to the
droid, fixed the restraining bolt on it. The droid stopped. Beru heaved
a sigh of relief.

"What is that power droid doing in my kitchen anyway?" she asked visibly
upset, as she picked up the fallen utensils.

"He's got a bad motivator Aunt Beru. He gets confused," replied Luke
laughing, as he guided the droid out of the kitchen using a remote
control unit.

"Well see that he leaves my kitchen alone," said Beru irritably,
starting the oven again. "Why does your Uncle buy such defective units
in the first place?"

"I guess that's what you get from buying droids from jawas," replied
Luke, leaving through the passageway.

"He'd better check them thoroughly before he makes a buy next time,"
she muttered to herself, continuing with her work. Soon, realizing the
time, she yelled out to Luke once more "And Luke," she cried "It's way
past your lunch time. Better wash up and be here soon."

Luke soon reappeared and took his place at the table. Absent-mindedly
he poured himself some thanta sauce and began his meal, his mind light
years away.

Aunt Beru, had her back turned to him and was now deftly transferring
the bill-dan into the oven tray.

"You know that droid I was working on?" said Luke. " Guess what...its
all up and running!"

Beru didn't reply, but Luke smiled to himself and continued with his
meal.

He stopped for a moment again.

"Uncle Owen didn't ever think we'd get it to work at all... when is he
returning from Anchorhead anyway?" he enquired looking eagerly at his
Aunt.

"Oh, he should be here soon," she said programming the oven settings.

"Isn't he going to be proud?" asked Luke excitedly.

"Of course he is sweetie," she replied turning around and settling into
a seat next to him "but he isn't going to be very pleased to know you
haven't finished up your lunch," she added noticing the boy was taking
an inordinately long time over his meal.

Luke frowned and plodded through his lunch.

"Oh, I'm calling him Treadwell you know," Luke continued. "He's going
to be a great help to us on the farm."

"Is that the droid you were putting together from the scrap those jawas
dumped on us?" she asked.

"Yeah!" Luke exclaimed happy to see that she had finally begun to take
an active part in his conversation.

"When did Uncle Owen leave anyway?" Luke asked, a hint of irritation in
his voice.

"Oh I suppose when you were busy in the garage."

"I sure hope he's getting me the parts I need for my model T-12, " Luke
said stirring his meal mechanically.

"I'm sure he's not going to forget," said Beru as she stood up to pour
him a glass of blue milk.

There was perfect silence for a few moments as Luke thoughtfully sipped
his drink. The silence was in