“ 𝘺𝘰𝘶’𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭, 𝘪 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥. 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭, 𝘪 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥. “
Daaliyah has heard many stories about the planets that go far beyond her own on Crelicec. Whether it be from Master Souwhi or the books that have been read to her since she was a young girl. Either way she never would have thought the first planet she visited would be one of the hottest one in the Galaxy.
Tatooine, was vastly different from Crelicec. Crelicec was cold, soft with the vast plain of snow and trees with frosted covered tips. The creatures never to be seen as they burrow and hide for their hibernation periods. The lower town’s architecture was gothic, the roofs were sharp and pointed, arched and walled with stone and concrete mixed together to make said town. On Tatooine, it was the complete opposite. The two suns blazed down uncomfortably on the girl skin— itchy rough sand that her winter boots felt uneven walking on. The towns were small, compacted together by various sandstones and mud buildings to keep the heat away, vendors of fruit and locals with their wagons carried by eopies— 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘴... she thought to herself.
“Daaliyah, stay close— I told Souwhi I would have you back safely” Qui Gon’s voice snapped her out of her thoughts.
She rushed toward the older Jedi with a soft apology. Slotting herself into the group beside him. The queen’s handmaiden, Padmé (who Daaliyah couldn’t stop staring at when they first met. Her beauty was too radiant for the young girl to process that she was a real person), a funny gungan named Jar Jar and the dome shaped astrodroid— Artoo Deetoo.
The group walked around the town inspecting the locals, and species that came along with the rough sand and blazing heat. Some that Daaliyah has never heard of before and her curiosity got the better of her. Her eyes were curious and big as she took in the new planet. Souwhi often worried about his padawan’s curiosity— her drive for questions that could or could not be answered had resulted in many scoldings over the years, but she couldn’t help herself! Her boots wobbled under sand as she struggled to keep up. Padmé noticed the lack of the younglings presence next to her, turning around as her brown eyes softened— taking Daaliyah’s hand in her own to help her stay on track.
Before they reached Watto’s shop, they went over the plan again. Padmé would stay with Daaliyah and Jar Jar, making sure neither of them stray off while Qui Gon and R2 went off to do the trades and all the talking for the parts needed for the Nubian that was stranded outside in the outskirts of Mos Espa. Entering the shop, parts and various trinkets scattered around the store, a large bench sat in the middle. Qui Gon entered first, his eyes scanning the area— empty but not long before the sounds of a gruff voice yelling in huttese. Daaliyah stared wide eyed at the flying creature that came in, his wings that were far too small for his body flapped aggressively like it was doing most of the power to keep the creature floating— as his elephant like trunk bobbled and swayed as he talked to the older Jedi Master.
Watto agreed to let the man and his droids see the parts he needed. Turning his body towards the other exit of the shop.
”Peedunkel! Naba dee unko!” the toydarian yelled towards nothing in particular, but in return the sound of small footsteps rushing against the sand made Daaliyah turn to look over at the entrance, while still hidden behind Padmè. Then a boy, around Daaliyah’s age most likely— nine, dressed in raggedy clothing covered in grime, sandy hair with blue eyes came into the shop. His eyes curious as he took in the strange paring standing inside his shop, his eyes meeting the smaller girl who stood behind the slightly older one. 𝘴𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴…𝘮𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦? Anakin thought but his thoughts were quickly broken by the scolding of Watto.
“What took you so long?!”
“Mel tass cho-pas kee” the boy said trying to defend his late arrival “I was cleaning the bins like you—“
Cutting the boy off with a click of his tongue followed by more language neither of the group understood, Watto gave the boy his instructions to watch the shop before disappearing with the older man and his droid. Leaving Anakin alone with Padmé, Daaliyah and Jar Jar. He turned to the older girl and smiled politely—
“My name is Anakin Skywalker!” He announced, hoisting himself onto the counter top as Padmé gave him a kind smile in return. Anakin took in the older girl’s appearance. Her face was soft and kind, glancing over at the gungan who couldn’t seem to keep his hands to himself. Poking and prodding at different bobbles and gadgets.
“I’m Padmé and that’s Jar Jar Binks”
“Nice to meet you Padmé! Who’s that?”
Padmé looked over and down at the smaller girl that was standing and tucked behind her. Daaliyah’s face flushed as her brown eyes avoided Padmé’s soft ones. The youngling had always been shy towards strangers, where the trait came from? Souwhi hadn’t a clue. Padmé gently gave the girl a encouraging nudge to try to put her just the smallest of distance away from being completely covered by her legs, Daaliyah hesitantly stepped away from Padmé’s shadow, standing next to her now.
The boy could get a proper look at the girl his age now. Her skin was pale, curly brown hair was tied back, similar to Padmés— her clothes were draped and the hood of her cloak had slipped off when she entered the shop. Eyes wide and big as Anakin couldn’t help but feel the excitement and butterflies in his stomach when he had seen her fully.
Daaliyah turned towards the boy on the counter whose curious eyes made her feel uncomfortable. She was used to the stares of people, but the way this boy was looking at her made her stomach flutter with a feeling she wasn’t ready to name yet.
“Hi! What’s your name?” The boy asked.
Silence filled the room as Anakin gave Padmè a confused look. 𝘔𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯’𝘵 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘬? He thought as before he could ask another question, the girl spoke up.
“Daaliyah.” She mumbled softly.
Her voice was so small that Anakin almost asked her to repeat it, but just nodded with a smile, not wanting to put the girl on the spot once more. He was hoping the flush on his cheeks wasn’t to obvious. Daaliyah would meet his stare before finding something else to look at as he and Padmé did most of the talking.
Jar Jar Binks was banned from Otoh Gunga for a reason— Obi Wan Kenobi had explained to the group when they first met on the ship coming to Tatooine…Clumsiness, was the reason. Now Padmé could understand why. Jar Jar had gotten his billed beak stuck in some type of trap. His frantic cries of help were warbled and muffled until Padmé realized and rushed to help him. Leaving Daaliyah and Anakin alone to converse.
Daaliyah learned more about the boy—Anakin Skywalker was a slave. Him and his mom, Shmi were sold to Gardulla The Hutt before being sold off to Watto. He’s lived on Tatooine since he was three, He says he’s a pilot… and that one day he is going to fly him and his mom far away from this planet. He enjoyed something called a podrace? Daaliyah has never heard of it, but it made the boys face brighten when he talked about it, so she kept asking questions about it. 𝘈𝘯𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯 𝘚𝘬𝘺𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘶𝘯𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘋𝘢𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘺𝘢𝘩 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘦𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦. He was driven with something that couldn’t help but peak her curiosity— passion, confidence and dreams, she wanted to know more about this boy.
Anakin had learned more about the girl, Daaliyah Monkaxte did not know who her parents were. She was found as a baby by a man named Sergjimm Souwhi, who she says is enough family for her to be happy with. But she was also curious— curious for answers to the questions that maybe she didn’t want the real answers to. He liked her curiosity and liked how she had so many questions, ones that he hoped he could help her find the answers too one day. 𝘋𝘢𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘺𝘢𝘩 𝘔𝘰𝘯𝘬𝘢𝘹𝘵𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘶𝘯𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘈𝘯𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘦𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦. She was shy, but he would sense that she had a layer of fun that wanted to be seen. She was also, very beautiful and he didn’t want this to be the last of their meetings. “𝘐’𝘮 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶” Anakin wanted to blurt out— but decided against it. He had a feeling there would be a right time for him to tell her soon.
Qui Gon reappeared, a slight crease in the Jedi’s brow as a grumbling Watto came in before him and beeping Artoo trailing behind him. Padmé and Jar Jar came back, the gungan rubbing his sore billed beak. The group looked at Qui Gon as he motioned towards the door with his hand.
“Come on, we’re leaving.” He spoke, walking towards the exit.
Jar Jar quickly followed after the man, R2-D2 beside him. Padme grabbed a hold of Daaliyah’s hand and with a soft spoken “hurry Daali”, the girls began to walk out of Watto’s shop. Daaliyah quickly spun her head around, her eyes wide with sadness as she waved goodbye to the boy. His eyes had a similar expression— sad but filled with an intense yearn that made her stomach flutter, a good feeling she considered it this time.
“I’m glad to have met you Anakin” she called with a smile before turning around and following Padmé hand in hand out the door. The boy paused before quickly shouting back upon silence
“I’m glad to have met you too!”
His shout didn’t reach her. But Anakin had a feeling.. a similar feeling where his instinct was somehow always right— he sees things before they happen, and as he watched the girl walk out of his shop he had the feeling that this would not be their first meeting and definitely not their last.
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