From the evil space twins AU, the twins decide to hire a familiar face.
“You’re late.” The humanoid figure turned out to be a human male with brown hair and a dangerous smile.
“Will that cost extra, then?” Leia studied him from beneath her hood. Typical spacer: lazy aura, cheap, durable clothes, but there was something about him, something around his eyes. Something that reminded her of herself. This one was definitely going to be trouble.
“Late is never a good sign. Han Solo, captain of the Millennium Falcon. You’ve already met Chewbacca, I hear.” His eyes flicked over their shoulders, looking for a tail or possibly a waiting ambush. “And you are?”
“Not looking to attract attention,” Leia said smoothly. “We want to book passage to Yavin 4, if your ship is fast enough.”
“I don’t do business with someone unless I can see their face.”
Leia edged back her hood enough to make herself visible to him and to the Wookiee. The Wookiee snarled and Solo made a move toward his blaster.
“Hands on the table,” Leia said calmly. “If you know who I am, then you know who he is,” she nodded toward Luke. “And I promise you, he’s faster than you are.”
A tense moment passed, then Han Solo put his hands on the table, exchanging a glance with his first mate. “All right. If you’re serious about hiring me and this isn’t some sort of trap, the cost just tripled.”
(Do the twins eventually make a Han sandwich? Of course, HOW COULD THEY NOT?)
I am SO. HERE. FOR. THIS.
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