I want to know about ALL of these WIPs but I'll limit myself to Jacen. What's up with Hera and Jacen?
Hello hello!!
Hera and Chopper and Jacen is my attempt to write Syndulla family funtimes. It combines terrible droids, which is a writing strength of mine, with a child, which is a writing weakness. The fic has stalled, for the moment, but I still find the idea fun.
The basic setup is Hera left Chopper in charge, and Shenanigans Ensue. Pure comedy writing, through and through. Here’s the start:
"I was gone," Hera said, as she surveyed the wreck of the Ghost's central living area, "for twenty minutes. What the—" Hera bit back on the curse word that desperately wanted to make it past her throat. "What happened," she finished coolly, glaring at the green-flushing boy.
Jacen pointed to Chopper.
Don't try to pin this on me you little—
"Chopper," Hera snapped. "What. Happened."
There was a loth-cat.
"The truth, Chopper!"
There was a loth-cat, you infuriating meat-bag!
"infrumating meat-bag!" Jacen cooed, in alarmingly good binary.
"We don't say that, sweetie," Hera said quickly. She glared at Chopper. "Bastard," she mouthed at him.
"Bastard!" Jacen said cheerfully.
Chopper gave a smug beep, and Hera buried her face in her hands. "Okay," she said, muffled. "Let's try this again. Jacen, you can't call anyone a bastard or an infuriating meat-bag until you're…eight. We'll renegotiate then. Chopper, please tell me what happened, before I teach Jacen any other words he shouldn't know."
