A big hologram suddenly appeared above a small silver disk. Unlike the cheaper holoprojectors, this one actually had accurate colors. Displaying the big green and tan Hutt very clearly, including all his big warts and other lumps. Those huge orange eyes were somewhat sinister, like a venomous snake.
"Jabba. So you're the one that's been trying to kill us the past week?"
The bloated and wrinkled Hutt laughed again, before a young, tan-skinned Twi'lek man spoke: "How dare you speak so insolently to the Great Jabba!"
"How dare 'you' speak to Master Asmodeus so insolently?!" Shmi was still naked and her wet hair was stuck to the back of the chair as she stood up, not caring whether those bastards could see her or not.
Jabba waved his hand at his chief of staff and started speaking in Huttese. Which Bib Fortuna translated, "The Great Jabba wishes to settle this dispute amicably and without further bloodshed or loss of property and peggats."
"Alright, I know you can speak Basic." Asmodeus rolled his golden eyes and complained, "If you wanna talk, then fine. Let's talk."
"I know what you are…" Jabba glared at the red-skinned holographic boy and visibly frowned, "I wonder if the Jedi know about you… Sith."
The tractor beam couldn't actually bring the ship inside the yacht. Even if it could, they only used it to keep them from escaping immediately. Jabba wasn't an idiot. He wouldn't allow a Force User to board his ship so carelessly.
"I didn't really try to hide it." Asmodeus shrugged, "Besides, I impregnated a Jedi not that long ago. If they really gave a shit, then maybe you'd have a few Jedi on your boat right now? But you don't."
"Hoohohooohaaahahaa~!" Jabba started laughing happily again and changed his serious expression completely. Both Shmi and Bib were surprised.
"Did you also breed that little schutta Javra?"
"I really thought about it, but then I decided not to…" Asmodeus snickered and Jabba laughed again, "So what do you want? You want this ship back? Fine, 700 peggats. I'll just write off the emotional damage and irritation caused by the harassment the past week."
"Hoh~! You cost me three hundred thousand from the starfighters alone! You expect 'me' to pay 'you' anything?"
Shmi's face paled at the thought of carrying such an insanely high debt! That's 12 million Republic Credits!
"You know I ain't gonna pay you that much money." Asmodeus shrugged and laughed again, "But I'm guessing you've got something else in mind? What do you want? Some other Hutt getting in your way? Some Jedi snooping around and causing you trouble?"
"I want… You."
"Why does this sound kinda familiar?" He looked over at Shmi who sat back down in the pilot's seat and was blushing a bit on her 'glazed' face. For that matter, he realized that he had a boner this entire time!
"Hey, they can't actually see us, right?"
"Master…"
"We can see you very clearly." Jabba cut her off, then waved his hand. A familiar figure appeared. Though he had only seen her once, a long time ago, that green-skinned Twi'lek woman was pretty memorable. One of the many people who gangraped Giza in the memory. There was also a human woman with black hair and brown skin. A Trandoshan woman with green scales. Even a Togruta woman with orange skin, white markings and blue montrals/lekku. All of them were wearing 'slave outfits', or basically just a metal bikini top, with a small triangle of metal and a chain holding in place a thin piece of cloth that dangled down low.
"What I want is easy for you. Just… Breed these females. Your debt to me will be cleared."
"Master…" Shmi looked over to that cute 'boy' with a worried expression, while C-3PO seemed to calm down a lot. After all, if everything can be solved without bloodshed, he really didn't care too much either way.
"You think my children are only worth a few hundred thousand?" Asmodeus frowned and glared at the hologram, leaning forward, the whole cockpit seemed to tremble! Jabba also noticed something was wrong, because it felt like the air density had suddenly increased!
"My children are 'priceless'. Just like my wives, my slaves, everything that I care about."
"Ack~! Pl-please~! Aaaaaaaah~!" With a shrill scream that Twi'lek woman was suddenly lifted up by her throat and sent flying across the huge room! A random Gamorrean Guard tried to catch her, but his white tusks pierced through her face! Although she didn't die immediately, her neck was broken and her face mangled…
"Besides, you owe 'me' a debt." Asmodeus grinned, "Giza Kalia. The mother of my wife, the Jedi Padawan Daesha Kalia. You know what you did."
"You think you can threaten me? Just with this little 'Sith' trick?" Jabba scoffed and waved his hand for the terrified women to leave quickly, "No matter how strong the Jedi or Sith, as long as I give the order, you will be destroyed with your ship!"
"You wanna bet on that? Hahahaha~!" The boy narrowed his glowing golden eyes and sneered, "The Force is way more overpowered than you think. Especially the Dark Side… Haven't you ever heard of a Sith that could Teleport? How do you even know I'm still on my ship right now? Maybe I'm actually… Right behind you!"
"What?!" Big shouted in shock and looked behind Jabba, who also jumped! The giant slug showed amazing strength as he leaped five or six meters away from the spot, while turning around and slamming his giant tail down onto an unlucky frog-like creature…
"Hahahaha~!" Asmodeus grinned as the Hutt crawled back to his special platform and glared at the boy with an irritated expression on that disgusting wrinkly face, "No, but seriously, it's not that I can't kill you. It's not that I can't destroy your ship. It's that even if I do that shit, I'll just have more annoying problems to deal with… I'm sure you understand, right?"
"Fine. There's no reason for us to kill each other over such minor disputes." Jabba waved his hand and magnanimously suggested, "Instead of enemies or debtors, we should work together…"
"Be more specific." The naked tomato man tried to act as 'serious' as possible while ignoring his rebellious dick.
"War is coming." Jabba was also naked, but he was a long-time professional nudist, so he didn't really care about such things. He picked up a big metal pipe and took a long hit of his giant green bong, then breathed out a long sigh.
"The Republic is changing… Change always means chaos, and opportunity. Just like war."
Shmi frowned and looked up to her Master again, but was relieved when she saw his calm expression.
"And?" He spread his hands, "Get to the point. Where's the part where you make me an offer I can't refuse?"
"I will take down the bounties on your Jedi concubines. Our debts erased. Sooner or later, I will need your 'talents'. As will you need mine. A mutually beneficial arrangement."
"Okay, sure, whatever." Asmodeus snickered, "In other words, I'll call you or you'll call me, but… We're done here, right?"
"Hohohohahahaoohhaa~!" Jabba bellowed and waved his hand, "Go! Breed your slaves! I wish you great success!"
"You too, bye~!" He waved casually and the image disappeared.
"Master Asmodeus… Now what should we do?" C-3PO watched the tractor beam disappear and then the Space Yacht also 'sailed away'.
"What else?" He looked at Shmi, who was reclining in her chair with a relieved expression, "My dick ain't gonna suck itself."
"Unfortunately I was never programmed to perform fellacio-"
"You don't even have a mouth!"
"Master, if you want, I can install a Corellian Vacusucker 290-"
"Please don't."
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