Chapter 1: Windu Pain

It was late at night with the lights down low. The trilling sounds of speeders zooming by were but a faint hum. Qui-Gon’s wide array of lava lamps silently percolated in the restful gloom. It was a time to relax with a cup of spiced Tarsinian tea before bed. Once again I would have to make the early commute back to Tatooine so it was going to be an early night for me.

That was…until he dropped by…again.

Yup. It was Mace. I suppose I shouldn’t have encouraged him the first time. Ever since he got voted off early from Survivor, he's been coming over to the pad with alarming frequency. And in his hands, more videotapes of his favorite movies.
"Hey, you forgot? Tonight's movie night."
"No...I didn't actually forget..."
"You have GOT to watch this movie. You will cry like a baby. He then slipped in 'The Way We Were'. Come on, sit down. You'll love it. "
I might have liked it - might have, mind you, if I was ever given a chance to actually watch it. Every five minutes there he was nudging me in the ribs and pointing at the screen telling me what was happening...like I couldn't already see it.

"Man, that is just some beautiful s**t, there. The way those two are made for each other and all. Oh! Oh! Watch this! They see each other again and they both miss each other but it's just too late for them. They can never go back...to the way....they were." Sniff...sniff... "Man, you got a hanky around here somewhere?"
Yup. Can't wait for the rest of those Jedi's to come back from Tatooine and take little miss sensitive off my hands.
"You know, Robert Redford was a pretty man, wasn't he? I mean for someone with a head of hair, that is..."
"Oh darn! The movie's over. Well I guess it's time to say goodnight..."
"Oh but I also brought along Steele Magnolias and Beaches."
"Oooo, tempting... if I didn't already have my manhood ripped off by that first movie. You'll have to go home and watch it yourself. Sorry. Here, let me help you to the door..."
-slam!-
You know, if this place wasn't such a kicking pad, I would move far, far away just so he never finds me again. Maybe Qui-Gon can ward the place against him when he gets back.

Ahhh...now for sleep. Sweet, sweet sleep. No Mace...no hassles...no chick flicks. Just me and my pillow and blissful sleep with no one else around to bug me.

...to be continued...?