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"Oh by the Force no…" Harry moaned, realizing where this was going.
"I realize that your hormones are going to be telling you both to hurry your relationship along as fast as possible," she said, smirking down at them both as Aayla too realized what was going on, her blue skin paling considerably. "But as we don't want any issues coming around nine months from now or indeed for oh, fifteen more years or so, I feel I should talk about the do's and don'ts of dating with you both."
Harry and Aayla quickly scrambled away from one another, entering the room that constituted the majority of the Skywalker house, with Lily following them. But if they had hoped to find a reprieve from her teasing, they were sadly disappointed. "A general rule of thumb is that going slow is never a bad thing, nor is setting rules from the outset. Things like your clothing needs to stay entirely on for at least the first four months or so, what you can and are not comfortable with in public, that sort of thing."
To one side Dooku was resolutely ignoring everything around him in favor of sipping from a bottle of caff that he had brought along purposefully for the mornings. He could wake up as fast as any Jedi of course, but that didn't mean he liked it these days.
Next to Dooku at the small table Shmi looked across at Qui-Gon questioningly as the two young people continued to cringe and look dyspeptic at whatever the Force Ghost was saying to them. She still couldn't see the Force Ghost of course, but given the conversation they had last night with Master Fay relaying her words, she no longer had any doubts of Lily's existence. "I confess I do not know much about the Jedi Order, but I thought you weren't allowed to have children or any kind of attachments to anything but the Order, like monks who have taken vows of celibacy."
There was in fact an order of monks on Tatooine called the Order of the Vast Way. They had a small hold in the mountains, far away from everyone. They seemed to get on well enough with the Tusken Raiders, but kept to themselves for the most part.
"The Jedi Order does indeed follow the way of abstaining from physical pleasures," said Qui-Gon, looking somewhat wistful as he too stared at the two youngsters. "However, as I understand it Harry was born to a small dying sect of Force users hence why his mother was able to have him in the first place. As for Young padawan Secura and padawan Potter's connection, I am afraid I do not know how that came about or why Master Fay does not seem to be discouraging it."
This was the story Lily and Fay had come up with over the years to explain the two Earthers. . And neither Harry nor Aayla had used any of their special powers in front of Qui-Gon beyond the space expanded bag Harry always kept on him with food in it for when they were away from Fay's ship. Harry had come to trust Master Dooku somewhat, but Qui-Gon was an almost entire unknown at this point.
Knowing that last was actually a question directed at her Fay replied, her voice serene sipping from a cup of local tea which Shmi had prepared for the two of them upon waking up. "I would sooner try to discourage a hurricane and would have more luck in doing so. You can feel it can you not? Their bond is made of the Light Side of the Force!"
"I can, if barely, my ability to sense such things is not up to yours Master Fay." Qui-Gon replied dubiously. Fay's ability to sense such things was among the best in the Order, something that was part of the woman's legend within the Temple's halls. "But that does not change the facts that such attachments are forbidden within the Order. Not just physical but emotional attachments can lead to the Dark Side, no matter how much true 'love' or affection exists between them."
"Pity," Shmi said, with a smirk at Qui-Gon, unwilling to allow the Jedi to start talking about such serious things right now. "Jedi stamina is the stuff of legends and I'd have liked to see if that carried over into other… endeavors."
As Qui-Gon actually blinked in shock at that Shmi went on wistfully. "Although I will say Aayla is a lucky girl, Harry reminds me of this lover I had once, the same shade of hair at least and the same roguish smile. But those eyes of his, they're enough to make a girl swoon all on their own…" All this was said with a sly smirk on her face and a sideways glance to her son, who was now looking pained.
Seeing this and realizing it could be a way out of his own predicament Harry quickly said, "Come on Anakin, let's get breakfast ready, its most important meal of the day right?!." So saying he quickly sped past the younger boy into the small kitchen, though the giggles of Shmi and Lily both followed the young Force users.
Anakin quickly scrambled after him, thankful that Lily had let Harry go for now. "Er, thanks for that."
"No problem Ani," Harry said before closing his eyes, quickly centering himself. "Mothers are pure innocent beings who give birth through immaculate conception," he said aloud, not realizing the irony in that statement though in the main room Qui-Gon was close enough to overhear this and had to bite down on a guffaw.
"That works," Anakin said with a jerky nod. "Yes I think I can keep a hold of that image now." Then he leaned forward, whispering. "I can't understand how you deal with a mother that follows you around like that, it would drive me mad!"
Harry laughed, ruffling his hair, trying to push down a spurt of jealousy. Shmi could hug her son after all for more than a few seconds, could hold his hand, could physically protect him at least somewhat even though they were both slaves.
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