What happened on Pavo Prime stayed on Pavo Prime. At
least, that's what people liked to say. Sierra Rodney
was hoping that this insane Auntie Mae Gungan wedding
would not mentally scar anyone. She did hope that it
gained some HoloNet coverage...enough to overshadow the
terrible Skor II incident. The whole Rodney family was
being housed in a hotel Auntie Mae owned directly across
the street from Una Bombad Smilin Shrine. Of course, it,
too, was Gungan themed but in an interesting way.
Claudius and Sierra's suite was build with aquariums in
the walls. There were fish species that Sierra had never
seen before swimming around. For Nea, it was slow
torture. She had seen the felinx pawing at the fish so
many times since they arrived. Though she loved the
fish, Sierra's favorite feature was the antique piano
that was supposed to be strictly for decoration. Being a
musician, Sierra could only resist the instrument for so
long. Her fingers were itching to play it.
And so, that is exactly what Sierra was doing on the
morning of her *second* wedding to the same man. She
only wore her robe. Her blonde hair was damp from the
shower she'd only recently gotten out of. Sierra was in
an extraordinary mood. She was playing a happy tune as
children came in and out of their room looking for this,
that, and the other thing. Sierra knew she would be the
last to get dressed. She always put everyone else before
herself. That was how she preferred life to be. She was
determined to make today a very good day.
Claudius Rodney had changed into civilian attire as
he knew that there would be a ton of holovids taken the
next few days, and he did not want his participation to
be construed as an Imperial endorsement. He was holding
his son, Bruce in his arms, and allowing him to get a
view of the collection of fish in the wall. "He seems
really captivated. He's going to love the floor in the
Sea Island retreat," he told Sierra, as he tried to
ignore the felinx mingling between his legs and pawing
at the fish in the wall. "I can't believe we're doing
this," he said, as he turned his head and smirked at his
wife. "I need to unwind ... *we* need to unwind..." he
reminded her, as every time Bruce looked towards the
fish it made him feel young as well.
When Sierra's tune ended, she turned around on the
piano seat to face her husband and her son. She saw the
way Bruce looked at the fish. He seemed to love aquatic
life just as they did. "We should take him with us next
time. He loves Sea Betsy. He'll be happy to see other
sea cows." She smiled brightly. "I can't believe it
either. If it turns out to be too ridiculous, we'll run
to the Sea Island retreat and pretend it never
happened." Sierra rose. She drew herself to her family.
"Look at that one." She pointed out a bright blue fish
to Bruce, who immediately angled his head to look at it.
"How do you suggest we 'unwind', hubby dearest?" Her
hand ran over his back slowly. She was glad that they
had brought the whole family ... and she was pretty sure
Ewwiekewwieikkie was glad to be there because each room
had a soft serve Auntie Mae ice cream machine in it.
"I am not setting foot in that retreat until it's
been deloused," Claudius stated plainly, still
remembering with contempt the damage that had been done
by the Rebel scum. "You need to embrace the
ridiculousness this week," he said, as he turned to face
her and gave her a little wink. "Well, we eat a lot of
free ice cream. Let the girls have fun. Get married ...
*again*. And don't murder any Gungans," he said, with a
straight face, before starting to laugh. "Everyone seems
to be enjoying it so far," he said, but they had only
just gotten there. Unfortunately because he was holding
Bruce he could not cross his fingers.
She laughed. "Agreed. Disgusting Rebels." She rolled
her eyes. It was better that they had taken their
mattress, because Sierra would have had it burned. She
hated to think that Rebels had been in their home.
Sierra laughed once more, particularly at the 'don't
murder any Gungans' portion of his plans. "Nope. I make
no promises about Gungan casualties. Remember Claudius,
we're about to meet someone named 'Doo Doo Fast'." Try
as she might to say it with a straight face, Sierra
burst out laughing. "I read that the wedding cake
provided is an ice cream cake. Has Ewwiekewwieikkie ever
tried an ice cream cake?" She asked him as she moved
towards their suitcase. "If we're going to get married
*again* today, I guess I need to get dressed. We'll need
to leave Nea here. I really don't know if Gungans eat
felinx and I don't want to find out."
"It has always been my policy to never judge an alien
by their name, or criticize a foreign culture because of
their language, but..." Claudius said, as he moved a
reluctant Bruce away from the fish tank back over
towards the bed, with Nea in tow. "...but that was
before I heard the name 'Doo Doo Fast'," he explained to
her, before snorting loudly through his nose. "An ice
cream cake? I actually love ice cream cake," he
confessed, as he sat down on the edge of the bed where
they were quickly joined by the felinx. "I have to
assume that she has, but if she has not then I don't
think we're getting *any* of that cake," he said, with
another laugh ... he was already enjoying himself.
Sierra looked over her shoulder at him. She was
grinning. "That name is asking for it. You need to
repeat it enough times that we can both hear it without
laughing, otherwise meeting him is going to be very
awkward." She collected various things from her bag.
He'd be dressed in minutes. For Sierra, it took
significantly longer. "You love ice cream cake?! You
should have told me sooner! I *love* ice cream cake too.
As unconventional as it is to say, I like ice cream cake
*more* than regular cake." She perched herself on the
edge of the bed near the nightstand. First, she grabbed
her hair dryer and began to dry her hair on a quiet
setting so they could continue talking. She laughed
again, imagining Ewwiekewwieikkie shoving cake into her
mouth with both of her hands. "Here's what we'll do. You
can put a spoon in your pocket. When the cake comes out,
you can use it as a distraction. I'll sneak away two
pieces. Viola. We got our taste." She chuckled. "You
know, I had the top layer of our cake frozen. We're
going to try that at our one year anniversary. I have to
know if it's still good after that long. If it's not,
then I'll be one very sad, sick pregnant lady..."
"Doo Doo Fast! Doo Doo Fast! Doo Doo Fast!" Claudius
repeated three times, before bursting into laughter. No,
they were *never* going to get used to *that* name. "I
try not to mention my love of desserts, for ever since
Ewwiekewwieikkie entered my life it's been very
difficult to get any. Moreso with Melickielickie added
to the family," he said, with a wry smile as he ruefully
remembered the loss of two decades of decadent desserts.
However, it did make it easier for him to pass his
yearly physical. "It's going to have to be one hell of a
spoon to distract her from a cake," he said, as he
brought his hand up and gently caressed her cheek with
his index finger. "Just remember ... never get between a
Squib and a cake ... that's how accidents happen," he
reminded her, as he had come to know all too well.
Sierra tried so hard not to laugh. She couldn't stop
herself. Each time she heard that name, it took all of
the seriousness out of her. She couldn't hold back and
began to laugh with him. "I'll let you in on my secret,
love. Hide in the pantry when you want to eat something
sweet. It takes them a good five minutes to find me when
I sneak a pudding." Sierra grinned brightly. "You're
right... We'd need one of those Big Spoons of Absolute
Intelligence from the college in Metrobig.." She
frowned, creeping closer towards him. "We're trying to
avoid accidents this trip. Ewwiekewwieikkie can have the
cake. Are you ready to go?" She asked him despite being
dressed in only her robe. "You're going to get kicked
out of our room soon. You know the rules; no seeing the
bride in her wedding dress before the ceremony." Sierra
teased as she leaned forward to kiss his lips. She may
not get any cake, but she still had plenty of sugar.
"Hiding in the pantry? You're a genius!" Claudius
informed her, as he looked at her with an astonished
gaze. He had Ewwiekewwieikkie for more than 20 years and
had thought of it, whereas in a matter of months Sierra
had it all worked out. "Oh sure. Just give away my cake
why don't you," he complained, before folding his arms
in front of his chest and pouting. Before he could
complain further Sierra silenced him with a kiss, which
was always his preferred way of being interrupted.
"Fine... I'll go," he said, as the kiss broke, before
backing away from her while pouting again. "I can't wait
to see what you wear this time," he added, with a wink,
as he suddenly felt something under his back leg. It was
too late. "Gaah!" he cried out, before he tripped over
Nea backwards, landing square on his back. "Ow," he
groaned, as he lay there, unmoving, nearly dazed. Within
moments Nea was upon him, licking at his face, now that
he had him right where he wanted him.
"Yes, yes. I *am* a genius." She giggled. Sierra had
only figured it out so quickly after she felt murderous
when all of her pudding had disappeared. She loved,
loved, *loved* her girls but a pregnant woman had her
cravings. Sierra laughed once more. "Okay, I'll put up a
fight for your cake and we can spend the evening in the
medcenter." Her attention turned over to Bruce, who was
completely dressed and ready to be taken to the venue.
She laid down on her side to kiss his chubby cheeks.
"You'll like it. I know you will." She referred to her
clothing. No one had seen Nea make his way down from the
bed to the floor where he promptly tripped Claudius.
"Claudius!" Sierra shot up from the bed to check on her
husband. "Nea!" She reached down with both arms and
picked up the large felinx. "Are you okay, love? Did Nea
assault you?" She placed the felinx in front of a see
through wall. She hoped he would be entertained with the
fish long enough for Sierra to help her husband to his
feet. She arrived in front of him and offered both of
her hands to him. "Maybe you should just stay with me."
Claudius lay on the ground nursing a bruised back,
but even more badly injured ego, when Sierra rescued him
from the fearsome felinx. "Sierra!" he said so weakly
and pathetically that it was borderline cute. He looked
up at her, before exhaling a deep sigh, hoping this
would not affect the wedding or ... more importantly ...
the honeymoon. He lay there a moment, before offering up
his hands and raising up slowly with an 'old man groan'.
"Yes. Yes I think I should," he said, as he made his way
back towards the bed with her assistance. "That darn
felinx!" he complained, as he looked over towards Nea,
who was currently mesmerized by the unobtainable fish.
It was pathetically cute... Sierra had to internalize
the 'awwww' that wanted to escape from her lips.
Instead, she helped him up and to the bed. "I came
prepared this time." She told him as she sat him down on
the bed. She darted back to their suitcase to find a
warm compress, a single piece of the first aid kit she
had brought with them. The woman glanced towards the
felinx who, once again, had forgotten that she and
Claudius existed. Sierra settled behind her husband on
the bed with her legs situated on either side of his.
She pressed the warm compress to his back. "I'm going to
get Nea a leash if he keeps doing things like that."
Sierra grumbled. No sooner had Sierra begun playing
nurse did she hear a knock at the door. "Come in," she
Lady Drusilla Rodney entered the bridal suite wearing
a dress that cost nearly as much as a luxury speeder.
When she saw her father receiving treatment to his back
she assumed the worst and became discouraged. "Ick," she
said," rolling her eyes, and turning to face away.
"Mama, Papa," she said, as she brought her hand up to
shield her eyes from looking towards them. "I received a
message saying they needed your exact measurements and
recent images for the cake," she warned them, completely
unsure of what it was about.
Behind Claudius, Sierra's face had turned bright red.
It *did* look bad. She didn't even try to defend herself
this time. "Hold this on your back," she said to
Claudius, waiting until his hand was over the compress.
Sierra then rose from behind him. "You can look again,
Dru." She approached her stepdaughter. "Oh, okay." Her
measurements? Even she didn't know her measurements
right now. Her pregnancy had suddenly become very
obvious. It had taken her awhile to show as much with
Bruce, but twins came with different rules, she
supposed. "I'll send that in right away. Thank you for
letting me know. While you're here. . ." Sierra moved
towards her suitcase. She dug through its contents until
she found a velvet black box. Slowly, she turned back
towards Drusilla. "I wanted to give this to you before I
married your father on Delaya. It all happened very
quickly. We didn't know each other as well as we do now.
I didn't feel the time was right. Now is different." She
offered her the box. "The Rodney family welcomed me with
open arms. I want to welcome you and your sisters will
open arms as well. Eight months ago, I married your
father, but it isn't his happiness alone that matters to
me. Yours, Ewwiekewwieikkie's, and Jelena's matters to
me as well."
Inside of the box, Drusilla would find an elaborate
bracelet with gorgeous blue gems embeded around it. "My
great, great, great grandfather made this bracelet. It's
been passed throughout the Dakkar family. It's one of a
kind. I want you to have it."
"Oh. A gift? For *me*?" Drusilla asked coyly, but she
nevertheless expected a gift at every occasion.
Excitedly she snatched the box while listening to
Sierra's preamble, but while her stepmother was still
talking, she was already working on getting the box
open. She gasped audibly when she saw it, but then
quickly calmed herself so that Sierra would not realize
what a good job she had done. She needed to ensure that
she would try even harder next time. "Oh thank you," she
said, revealing a half smile, which was a big gesture on
her part. Tossing the box away it quickly made itself
worthy of an investigation by Nea, while she strapped
the bracelet on. She extended her arm, flicking her
wrist to see how the light caught it at different
Sierra couldn't stop herself from smiling. It had
been a bumpy road with Drusilla, especially after the
yacht incident. She hoped the fill the shoes as a mother
to her. Lately, she felt as if their relationship had
improved. The gift wasn't about buying her
stepdaughter's affections. It was symbolic over
everything else. "It looks wonderful on you, dear." She
said, watching Drusilla continue to investigate it. A
half smile was more than enough to make Sierra feel very
happy, that and the fact that Dru had called her 'Mama'.
"It goes well with your dress. It seems everyone is
ready for the day but myself. I suppose I should get
those measurements and pictures to Auntie Mae and get
ready." Before she could begin worrying about how she
was going to take her measurements, she noticed
measuring tape on the top of the dresser next to the
hotel's datapad which Sierra had used to order breakfast
earlier. "Will you peek in on your sisters and make sure
they haven't eaten themselves into a coma, Drusilla?"
"Sure, sure," Drusilla replied, but she only heard
one word in three that Sierra was saying as she was more
focused on examining the bracelet. She turned around
slowly, smiling down at the bracelet, and then proceeded
to walk right into the door. "Ow!" she said, briefly
dazed, before staggering backwards. "Who put a door
there?" she demanded to know, before looking up and
carefully working out the suite to make sure her sisters
had eaten, as she thought she had been instructed to do.
"This whole family is injury prone," Claudius said,
as he watched his daughter walk into the door. "That was
very nice of you," he said to Sierra, once they were
alone. His back was already feeling better thanks to her
treatment, but with his nerves the way they were he was
cautious of getting out of bed. "I wonder what they have
in mind that they need that kind of information?" he
asked his wife, as his mind began to race with Auntie
Mae and Gungan conspiracies. "We need to install a fish
wall in the estate," he suggested, as he watched Nea
observing the fish, with his tail moving back and forth.
"Dru..!" Sierra cried out in warning, only to watch
her stepdaughter collide with the door. She was already
on her way to look in her first aid kit for something
for Drusilla when she made her quick departure. With a
sigh, Sierra grabbed the measuring tape and made her way
over towards the bed. "Bubbles for *all* of you!" She
unrolled the measuring tape with a growing smile on her
face. "It's something I've been wanting to do for her
awhile. I'm glad to see she liked it so much." She
offered him the measuring tape then slipped off her
robe. Beneath it, she wore her underwear and that was
it. "I can only imagine what they want our measurements
for... Do you think we should run away now? Can you
measure me?" She asked him, offering him a pout of her
own. "I can't keep track of my measurements when my
stomach grows by the hour." She chuckled. Pregnancy
wasn't a negative thing for Sierra. She enjoyed it. She
was also more than a little shocked by how different it
was the second time from the first. Time seemed to be
passing much quicker this time too. Her attention moved
over to the amused felinx. "I think so too. I can
imagine Bruce and Nea sitting in front of it watching
the fish for hours... We really need to take them both
to the Sea Island retreat."
Claudius had faced off against Rebel terrorists
during his last trip, but he would prefer that to
revealing to Sierra her new measurements. "Uh. Yeah ...
sure," he told her, before swallowing nervously and
rising from the bed. He reached out and took the
measuring tape from her as if it were his death warrant.
Moving behind her, he carefully took measurements at all
of her key areas, but just because he knew them did not
mean he had to tell her. "Okay. That's done. I'll get
these off to Auntie Mae," he said, quietly, looking down
at the floor, before putting the measuring tape back and
hoping that was over with. "Yes. We need to get to the
sea islands," he said, nervously, as he attempted to
change the subject.
*She* didn't need to know. Sierra simply stayed still
and let him take care of everything. "Thank you, love. I
hope we don't regret sending those..." Imagining all the
bad situations they could be walking into made Sierra
feel uptight and uncomfortable. "After all this is over,
we'll go back there." She decided. At long last, Sierra
was able to get herself dressed. From their suitcase,
she pulled out a dress concealed in a bag. "Close your
eyes," she said to him with a little giggle. "At least
let me surprise you a little." She removed the dress
from its bag. She had opted to wear white again, only
this dress wasn't the one she had worn on Delaya (it was
likely she didn't fit in it at the moment). She slowly
put on the dress. It had no sleeves. Instead, it clung
to the sides of her arms revealing her slender, feminine
shoulders. It was form fitting enough to make her baby
bump obvious, but not enough that she was uncomfortable.
She didn't let him look until she finished fooling
around with her hair. Only then did she approach him.
"Okay. You can look now."
When Claudius turned to look and open his eyes he was
caught by the striking vision of his wife who looked, in
a word, ravishing. His heart stopped, and not merely
because of his age, but because of how he was taken by
her. "Don't move a muscle," he pleaded with her, as he
took a mental picture of her. He wanted to remember
this. But, before he could say another word the moment
was interrupted by the opening of the door. He assumed
it was one of the children, and it was, but the last one
Commander Kerrie Kiley entered the bridal suite, but
rather than being dressed in her Imperial uniform or
armor, she was instead wearing her old Mabari armor from
her native planet of Zolan, which she had used during
her bounty hunting career. "I have done your bidding,
milady," she said, with an obedient bow to Sierra,
before revealing she was carrying the stunned and bound
body of Jelena Rodney. She had traveled to New Alderaan
as ordered, but rather than attempt to reason with her,
she simply stunned her and abducted her. In her mind,
she had returned their daughter to them and had
performed her duty perfectly.
Sierra wore a wide grin on her face. She was feeling
very, very happy today. Whatever happened at the
ceremony, she'd ride through it with Claudius and return
to their suite to laugh at the name 'Doo Doo Fast' later
on. He turned her into a blushing bride as he instructed
her not to move. She stayed. The way he looked at her
made her heart melt. It may have been the second time
they wed, yet it was still so important. Sierra would
never forget it. Her intent had been to kiss him, then
gather all the children and leave. They were disrupted.
Her head shot to the door, fully expecting
Melickielickie or Callista. Instead it was...
"Kerrie!" She gasped. Though she spoke the Clawdite's
name, her eyes were glued to Jelena who was stunned
*and* cuffed. The surprise for father's day had been
foiled. Jelena was sure to be furious when she came back
to. Sierra stood there, open mouthed and wordless.
"Kerrie." Her mouth was dry. "I told you to ask her to
come home. I didn't want you to force her! Uncuff her."
She brought her hand to her face in both disappointment
and rage. She forced herself to take a deep breath.
"Claudius," she began, feeling as if she might have a
heart attack over Kerrie bringing Jelena here without
concealing her on top of being ... *cuffed and stunned*!
"I asked Commander Kiley to go to New Alderaan and see
if Jelena would come home for father's day. I thought it
would make for a nice surprise for all of the children
to be here for it. She wasn't supposed to use force."
Now Sierra was the one feeling weak. She lowered herself
onto the bed. It was a stupid idea. She should had never
asked Kerrie for help.
Claudius was horrified when he saw Kerrie enter the
room with a subdued Jelena. He made his way swiftly
across the room until he was standing in front of her.
"Imbecile," he chastised her, before bring his hand up
swiftly to backhand her, causing her to stumble back in
shock and horror. "Sierra, check on her vitals," he
said, as he looked down at his stunned daughter. "You
... you remove these cuffs and leave!" he ordered her,
his cheeks flushed red as his heart rate massively
elevated. His breathing was intensified and he was
nearly panting, while his nostrils were inflamed like a
nerf in heat. If Kerrie had hurt Jelena she would pay
Kerrie staggered backward when struck, quickly
bringing her hand up to her bruised cheek in an attempt
to protect herself. She quickly dropped to her knees,
groveling pathetically, until she was given orders.
"Y-y-yes, milord," she said, as she quickly moved to the
fallen body of Jelena and removed the binders. When
done, she quickly rose from her feet and scurried from
the room like a pest. She did not understand what went
wrong, as she had assumed that Claudius and Sierra would
have been happy to have Jelena back.
Jelena would need to be returned immediately. This
wasn't the way Sierra had planned things. She wondered
if she should have instructed Kerrie more clearly to
avoid such a grave misunderstanding. She felt bad when
Kerrie was backhanded. As massive as the mistake was,
Kerrie had made plenty of sacrifices for the family
before. She didn't know that she deserved to be so
harshly reprimanded. Regardless, the Clawdite scampered
off and Sierra made her way to the ground beside Jelena.
She rolled her onto her back where she began to check
her vitals as well as search for any sign of additional
injury. "Shit Jelena, I'm sorry." She whispered to her
long-time best friend. Her eyes rose up to Claudius. "No
injuries. Her vitals are fine. ...I can't believe Kerrie
did this. I told her to back down if Jelena didn't want
to come, not to use brute force and kidnap her." She
frowned down at her stepdaughter. She ran her hand
through Jelena's hair slowly. "Come on. Come back to us,
"Ugh," Jelena Rodney groaned as she started to come
around after being stunned by Kerrie. The last thing she
remembered was walking back from the command center on
New Alderaan when suddenly the lights went out. "Where
... where am I..." she asked weakly, as all she could
see at the moment was a red blur. Her eyes open and
closed slowly until the blur began to clarify and the
image of Sierra came into view. "Sierra?!" she
exclaimed, as she attempted to lift her bed quickly off
the floor, but she did not have the strength yet.
Sierra placed a hand on her friend. "Stay laying
down. You were stunned. Give yourself a few minutes and
I'll help you up." Sierra promised. "You're on Pavo
Prime with your father, myself, and the rest of the
family. She peered over to the bed where Bruce had
fallen asleep. "Let me explain what happened.
Independently, I approached Kerrie Kiley to ask you to
return home for the weekend so you could celebrate
father's day with us. I explicitly instructed her to
back down if you didn't want to come home. Apparently
she didn't listen to me. You were shocked, cuffed, and
brought here. Did anything else happen? Are you in
pain?" She asked her in a concerned tone. "I will take
you back to New Alderaan as soon as you are well
"Stunned? What?" Jelena asked, as she tried
desperately to remember what happened, but everything
was still fuzzy. "Pavo Prime ... I'm not supposed to
be..." she said, weakly, as she placed her hands on
either side of her and attempted to push herself up the
ground. "Kerrie did this?" she asked, as she managed to
rise up to a seated position. "My head hurts," she
explained to Sierra, before raising her hand to rub the
side of her head. "Why ... why are you on Pavo Prime?"
she asked, as she looked down to the ground and
continued to blink to sharpen her vision and regain her
composure. She did not understand why this had happened.
She wondered if Jelena had hit her head after she was
stunned, or if her headache was relating to aftereffects
of getting stunned. She pulled away from her for a
moment to find painkillers. When she opened up the small
fridge within their room to find something for Jelena to
drink, all she found was blue milk: her latest
addiction. She sighed, grabbing a bottle of it before
returning to her. "Take this. It should help with your
head." She handed her the medication and a drink.
"Please have Doctor Tohan check on you when you get back
to New Alderaan.." In this family, every day Sierra
regretted not being a medical doctor. She kept a hand on
Jelena's back to help steady her. "We're here because
one of your sisters entered us into some insane Auntie
Mae sweepstakes ... and we actually won. We won a Gungan
wedding. I figured for all she puts us through, we might
as well go through with it. Ridiculous, isn't it?"
Jelena reached up to take the glass of cold blue milk
and pain medication, which she quickly downed. However,
when Sierra continued with the story and revealed the
purpose of their visit to Pavo Prime she was concerned
she might have suffered a brain injury for she could not
believe what she was wearing. "A Gungan wedding? Are you
sure that's considered 'winning'?" she asked, as she
raised her hand to her head and began to scratch. She
exhaled deeply, before raising up from the ground and
trying to get back on her feet. Her eyes moved towards
her father, cautiously, as they still had a very
complicated relationship. "Hello, father," she said,
awkwardly, as she shifted her gaze towards her baby
Claudius watched Sierra tend to Jelena while he tried
to catch his breath after dealing with Commander Kiley.
"I am sorry for what has befallen you," he said, slowly,
as he waved his aching hand a bit. "Will you stay for
the ceremony?" he asked, before uncomfortably swallowing
and shifting his gaze down to Nea in front of the wall
of fish. His breathing was strained as he was
unquestionably nervous about his unexpected reunion with
his eldest child.
"I am not. However, I think it's worth letting it all
play out. If nothing else, I know Ewwiekewwieikkie,
Melickielickie, and Callista will have a good time."
Sierra rose back to her feet and made her way towards
the bed. She needed to get her comlink. She'd need to
summon El-Nay to borrow her ship to take Jelena home, as
using an Imperial ship wouldn't go over well. Sierra
felt tired already and the ceremony had yet to start.
She took to the sidelines while Jelena and Claudius had
their awkward reunion. Sierra preoccupied herself with
her son. She gently picked him up from the bed and
cradled him against her body. Her fingers ran through
his hair and down his small back. "Are you watching the
fish?" She whispered to him as she tried to follow
Bruce's line of vision to... Nea. It seemed he was
watching the felinx's twitching fluffy tail as Nea grew
excited by the fish. She saw him paw at the wall as one
Sierra was brought back into the conversation when
she heard Claudius' question. Jelena hadn't been there
for their wedding. That occurred during the time when
they all thought she was dead. As badly as she wanted
her best friend to witness some sort of a wedding, she
couldn't force it. "You don't have to, Jelena. We're not
going to force you to stay. I can get a ship here
rapidly." Sierra reassured her. She nudged her husband
with her elbow to remind him that she was there to
Jelena bit at her lower lip as she listened to her
father's question, but rather than answer she simply
shifted her focus to the ground and moved her right foot
about anxiously. "So you got a felinx?" she asked
Sierra, and Bruce, as she did whatever she could to
shift the conversation elsewhere. It certainly seemed
that her family was stockpiling critters by the dozen.
She moved over towards the wall to watch the fish and
sealife swim by, and caught a glimpse of her reflection
as she considered their request. "Very well. I will
remain," she replied, after a long pause, and without
turning to look at either of them. "Where is Drusilla?"
she asked, thinking it best she move from the scene to
hide amongst her sisters.
"It's more like we attracted a felinx. It was a stray
that fell in love with your father." If the wall of fish
wasn't there, she had no doubt that Nea would be on top
of Claudius. The shift in conversation made Sierra
assume Jelena was declining and trying to think of the
best way to do it. She was already reaching for her comm
when, to her surprise, Jelena agreed to stay. Sierra saw
how uncomfortable she was here with them. She had no
idea if that would ever change or not. Regardless,
Sierra decided to give her the out she needed. She rose
with Bruce in tow. "I'll take you to her. She can help
get you ready." She led Jelena from their suite and into
a short hallway. "I'm glad you're going to stay. When we
married on Delaya, I would have given anything for you
to be there... Pissed at me or not." Sierra smiled. She
paused at Drusilla's door and knocked. "Dru! I need you
to help out your sister." She called out.
There was a loud groan from Drusilla's suite as the
teenager heard the knock at her door, interrupting her
makeup session. She extended her hands in front of her
and exhaled deeply to calm herself, before gracefully
rising from her vanity and moving towards the door. "I
already made sure that Ewwiekewwieikie and
Melickielickie ate. I opened the minibar for them," she
said, before opening the door and seeing Jelena with
Sierra. "Oh. Here to upstage me, sister?" she asked,
before moving away from the door to pout as she once
again felt relegated to second place with the presence
of her elder, firstborn sister.
Sierra sighed. It seemed Drusilla had barely been
listening by the time she asked her to check and make
sure they weren't eating themselves into oblivion.
"Thank you, Dru." Sierra said regardless as she pushed
Jelena into her room quickly. "Have some sisterly
bonding time together. I don't want anyone to recognize
Jelena when you're done with her, Drusilla. It's
important that no one finds out she's here. I don't want
anymore trouble today." Sierra couldn't take the
pouting. Before she got a triple pout from Dru, Jelena,
and Bruce, she turned away from them to head back into
the safety of her own suite. Briefly swallowed up by her
thoughts, Sierra didn't notice Nea switching from one
wall to another. She tripped on the felinx, quickly
managing to regain her balance before she dropped Bruce.
"Gah!" She stopped walking. The felinx weaved in and out
of her legs. She looked at Claudius and pouted. "I think
we should just leave for the Sea Island retreat now."
She said, placing Bruce inside of his bouncer where she
couldn't accidentally fall on him. "Everything is
already falling apart." She complained while clipping
"Careful!" Claudius cried out as he saw his wife
nearly trip over Nea as he did. That darn felinx, he
thought to himself, as he rushed to be near his wife.
"You know if that's what you want I'll absolutely start
packing and see that we get there," he said, as he
waited for her to finish securing Bruce in the bouncer.
Once he was secure he stepped forward and wrapped both
of his arms tightly around his bride. "It's not your
fault what happened to Jelena," he said to her,
reassuringly, before placing a kiss upon her. "I love
you. Jelena loves you," he promised her, as he rested
one hand upon the small of her back, while he brought
the other up to support the back of her head.
Sierra rested herself against her love. She closed
her eyes tight. What had happened to Jelena made her
very upset. The instructions she gave Kerrie had been
implicit. The frustration and upset weighed in on her
until she was sobbing against his chest. Her head shook.
"No, no. It *is* my fault." She said, lifting her chin
so he could hear her instead of having to decipher
muffled noises. "I should have gone to New Alderaan
myself. That's what this whole debacle has taught me.
First El-Nay betrayed my trust by endangering the girls
at the zoo...and now Kerrie and Jelena. I should have
known. I *know* their history." She explained to him,
drawing her face back against his chest. "I try so hard
and sometimes it totally blows up in my face." She took
a deep breath.
"It's not your fault. It's dangerous for you to
travel to New Alderaan. Particularly with Inquisitor
Thrope breathing down our necks. It was wise of you to
take precautions," Claudius continued, as his hand moved
up and down her back affectionately. "Jelena is *fine*
and now she'll be here for the wedding. Everything is
okay, my love," he told her, before lowering his face
and placing a kiss upon the top of her head. "Nothing
has blown up in your face. Everything is okay," he
repeated, in another attempt to reassure her. "I know
what may cheer you up. I have a surprise, but I planned
to save it for *after* the wedding..." he told her,
cryptically, before backing away from her with an up to
something smirk plastered upon his face.
Claudius reminded her of the road of logic that
Sierra had considered before summoning Kerrie in the
beginning of this adventure. It wasn't so easy for her
to go to New Alderaan. Everyone would be deeply affected
if the Rebels were to capture her. They couldn't afford
it. She wrapped her arms around her husband. There, his
words and gestures slowly calmed her down. Sierra never
wanted any of her family to get hurt. Seeing Jelena
cuffed and stunned had set off an emotional response
inside of her. It was the one that turned her from mama
to mother lioness. Slowly, she pulled her head away from
him and allowed the dark clouds to pass by. On the
morning of their second wedding, he reminded her of one
of the million reasons why she loved him. She started to
feel better. He finished the deal by preoccupying her
with the lure of a surprise. His smirk was a hint and a
tease...it was a good one. "What?! A surprise!? What is
it?" She pressed him, then bit her lower lip. "Ugh, you
should save it. Don't surprise me because Kerrie put me
in a crappy mood." She wanted to know. It was in her
eyes. If he made her wait, it would be a continuous
"Shh," Claudius pleaded, as he touched his right
index finger to his lips. He stepped away to take hold
of his luggage, before digging around a bit. Moments
later he produced a small jewelry box, delicately
wrapped, and moved all too slowly for her. He reached
out, handing her the box, before smiling proudly at her.
"I hope it means as much to you as it does me," he said,
knowing full well that it was not the *real* surprise.
Inside was a decorative identity collar for Nea.
Sierra watched him. She was looking for clues as to
what the surprise was. He was very sneaky. She had no
idea that he was up to anything. Eyeing the jewelry box,
Sierra couldn't begin to guess what was inside of it. It
could be anything from pudding...yes, pudding was the
pregnant woman's first thought...to any variety of
jewelry. She brought a hand up to her face to wipe away
her tears. Jelena would recover from Kerrie's mistake.
They would all move forward from it. She blushed as she
took the box. "I'm sure it will." Sierra responded with
a growing smile. Slowly, she pried open the box. What
she saw inside made her laugh. "Oh honey, you shouldn't
have.." She lifted the decorative collar from the box
and held it against her neck. "You probably should have
gone for a few sizes bigger." She winked at him. "Nea!"
She called out. She needn't search for the felinx. She
saw him seated beside Bruce purring loudly. She placed
the collar on him. "It's official, you're stuck with us,
Neapolitan." She looked down at the felinx. She pet him
with both of her hands. "What do you think?" She picked
up Nea to show Claudius.
"Purrfect," Claudius told her, before laughing at his
admittedly awful pun. He reached forward, scratching at
the felinx' head, before moving away to return to his
suitcase. This time he pulled out two flimsiplast
scrolls wrapped in ornate bows, with one having rather
obvious strands of blue fur on it. He held one in each
hand before moving over towards her and extending them
to her. One was from the High Court of Delaya certifying
Sierra's legal adoption of Jelena and Drusilla, while
the other was from the Squib Polyanarchy certifying
Sierra's adoption of Ewwiekewwieikkie ... along with a
note from the King and his personal comm frequency. It
had taken some work on his part, but he had managed to
arrange everything to make her their *legal* mother.
Quite the achievement considering she was his aide which
meant having to do it on his own with no assistance.
Sierra laughed at his pun. She set Nea back down on
the ground and watched the felinx dart towards the wall
to watch fish once more. "He kneads you, Claudius."
Sierra offered up her own terrible pun with a growing
smile on her face. From his suitcase, Claudius withdraw
what Sierra could only assume was the real surprise, or
some more accessories for Nea. She understood. She'd
browsed the felinx toys last time she bought Sorbet
food. He had her totally stumped. Looking down at the
flimisplast scrolls, she had no idea what they would
say. The perplexed look on her face said that he'd
successfully surprised her. "What is this?" She asked
him. Sierra reached for the scroll which had obvious
blue fur on it. This one had to be from Ewwiekewwieikkie...or
had at least touched her. She carefully unwrapped the
ornate bow and opened the flimisplast scroll. In an
instant, it was obvious what the scroll was. As she read
its contents, the smile on Sierra's face grew and her
tears came back...*happy* tears. She was speechless. She
looked up at her husband in awe. Could the other scroll
She quickly grabbed it. Her fingers were shaking
while she undid its bow. She opened it up. Indeed, this
one was from the High Court of Delaya. She read every
word of its contents as tears streamed down her face.
She loved Jelena, Drusilla, and Ewwiekewwieikkie very
much. Secretly, she had wanted this to happen badly.
Sierra also thought it wasn't something she should
press. They were legally her children now, and she, *Iegally*
their mother. She could only guess all the work her
husband had secretly done to arrange this. It was the
perfect surprise. "Claudius!" She tackled him. Her arms
wrapped around his neck. Her shaking hands were still
clutching the scrolls. "Thank you! Thank you! Thank
"Oof," Claudius groaned, as she unexpectedly tackled
him, causing them to both fall backwards onto the Gungan
water bed. "Careful, or you'll break this," he said,
unaware that there were fish inside of it as well. "I'm
glad you like it ... truly. Just promise me you'll never
contact the King on that private comm frequency," he
teased, before lifting his face and placing a loving
kiss upon her. "You're welcome," he said, as a smirk
returned to his face. "Now what did you get me?" he
asked, with a soft chuckle, before leaning up to kiss
Sierra laughed and laughed. "Ew, no!!! The King will
not be hearing from me!" Her mood had completely
overturned. She pressed her lips against his neck and
kissed him. She only derailed briefly to kiss his lips.
She was *legally* his children's mother! The happiness
she felt as a result of that was impossible to describe.
There weren't enough 'thank yous' in the world to
express how grateful she was that he saw her fit to
mother Drusilla, Jelena, and Ewwiekewwieikkie. She
lifted her head from his neck. "Mm.." And right back
into another kiss. Cupping his face, Sierra kissed him
deeply. "What did I get *you*? I got you a felinx, a sea
cow, otters, a miniature bantha, *another* Squib
daughter, a son...no, *two* sons, and a daughter. Not to
mention the last eight months you've gotten to spend
with me. What more can you ask for?" Sierra playfully
nipped his throat. "You're right though. I wouldn't
leave home without something for you. It's more of a
father's day present than a second wedding present. Stay
put." She instructed him as she rose from the water bed.
It was her turn to search through her belongings.
What she withdrew from her suitcase wasn't nearly as
interesting as the scrolls. In fact, it was nothing more
than a simple datapad. Sierra sat on the bed at his
side. She flicked it on, then navigated through some
files until she found one of three that were for him
alone. "Here. Poke the middle of the screen when you're
ready." She placed the datapad in his hands. Her
fingertips brushed over the back of his hands
affectionately as they moved away. "Even I haven't seen
this video yet." She told him, sinking in closer. The
video was a 4D ultrasound of the twins. She had very
carefully had Doctor Bailo do the ultrasound at home
without letting anyone know. Neither she nor Claudius
had really seen the twins yet. In many ways, it still
Claudius reached for the datapad cautiously, with his
eyes going slowly towards his wife. After the the Nea
joke he had just played on her he wondered if she had
something else in store for him. "What is this a video
of? Is this another Auntie Mae special? Oh please don't
let it be from the King of Skor II..." he said, with a
soft chuckle, before moving his finger onto the screen
to start it. Unfortunately, he was now so old that his
circulation was slowly and his finger was not warm
enough to activate the video. "Blast," he said, before
poking it repeatedly, which caused the video to play.
"Oh my ... is that..." he asked, as he saw the amazing
footage of their twins come to life on the screen. Tears
began to well up in the corner of his eyes as he watched
the future unfold before his very eyes. "Okay. You beat
me," he said, before leaning over to place a kiss upon
"Any transmissions from the King of Skor II are to be
deleted." Sierra squeaked. She felt anxious as he poked
at the screen repeatedly. Would he like it? It was round
two for Sierra and she still felt excited about
everything...did he? The answer she was looking for came
rapidly once the video was playing. She glowed with
pride as she watched the footage with him. There they
were; Noah and Olivia. Despite the fact that they had
tried for a daughter, they'd still gotten a son as well.
Sierra was very happy. The kiss they shared was even
more loving than the last. Sierra thought she might like
to lay in bed kissing him for the remainder of the day.
"Nuh-uh. I'm pretty sure it was a tie." In her mind,
Claudius had beaten her all day long. She would read
through those scrolls a thousand times between now and
when they arrived home. "Two more," she whispered,
reaching over him to poke at the datapad. She played two
sound clips for him: each twin's heartbeats. "They are
just as healthy as Bruce. Everything is going so well."
She reported to him. "I love you so much. I'm so proud
to have you as my husband and the father of my children.
You truly are incredible, Claudius." She instigated
another kiss this time. "Now let's go get married ...
"I love you, Sierra," Claudius pledged to her, as he
looked on to the video of the twins. In eight short
months she had more than doubled the number of children
he had, and he could not even do the math on what
magnitude she increased his number of pets. He finally
placed the datapad down and moved his hand to touch her
stomach where his twins were waiting for him. He smiled,
before inhaling deeply in a vain attempt to stop from
crying. "Oh if you insist," he said, before winking
playfully at her, and rising from the bed to begin the
process of getting ready ... again ... this time
hopefully without interference from Nea.