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Room 317 [after class]

Luke was in his room with the door cracked open a bit as he worked up his courage to deliver the flowers he'd gotten for Jo to her.

Artoo was in the corner letting out squeaks of droid-y amusement as he replayed what he thought of as the greatest hits of Luke's weekend.

Luke wasn't as amused.

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Baker Baker - Tori Amos

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Z shook her head to clear it. "Okay, exactly how much time travel are we talking, here? Because I only know one Rory and she's like our age...as is your dad. Ow. My brain."

"Okay, Rory and Anakin dated when my father was a senior and she was a junior," Luke said. "Then he went back home, met my mother, turned into, you know, Darth Vader, and tromped around the galaxy for eighteen years while I grew up oblivious on Tatooine, the planet with no girls. I came here and apparently only about four days had passed in Fandom time." He grinned. "Okay so far?"

Z took a moment to remember that there was a two-year-old her on the other side of the continent. "I'm good. Wait. No I'm not. What about your sister?"

"She grew up as a princess on Alderaan," Luke said with a smile, "and no idea she was a Skywalker. I didn't know until I went home after the whole hand thing. Ben didn't think that was information I needed, apparently." He rolled his eyes. "Ben didn't think I needed to know a lot of things."

He bit his lip. "Father blew up her planet to get Leia to talk. It's why she doesn't exactly get along with him."

Go figure.

"We've had a few things like that happen, too," Z said. "Sirius. KO-35 had to be completely evacuated once. But Jesus. Wait, your sister got to be a princess while you grew up in that desert place with no girls? Ack."

"I think she won the coin toss," Luke said, nodding. "But I got the Jedi to watch me." He frowned. "And the last name like a giant target on my back. Huh. I'm sure there was a plan there somewhere."

"You'd be surprised at how often the people in charge are in fact incredibly dense," Z said, thinking of Cruger. Then she picked up a shoe to throw at Luke. "You told me you cut off your own arm!"

"Because 'hi, turns out my father's Darth Vader, PS: he's really good with a lightsaber' was something I really wanted to say," Luke retorted as the shoe bounced off his shoulder.

"Don't make me kick your butt," Z warned him. Then she took a deep breath. "Okay, okay, so, why isn't your dad dressing like an evil overlord--which, hey, apparently he was--and why are you speaking to him after he cut off your arm?" Yes, Z was a little hung up on that.

Because Luke was too forgiving by half.

"Because there was still good in him," Luke said with a soft smile. "When I went home at Spring Break it was to stop a new Death Star from being built. And to see if I could get my father to turn away from the Dark Side." He shrugged. "I just asked him. Leia almost killed him for trying, I think."

Z was liking Leia more and more. "Which I'm guessing he did...so was the crazy black get-up like a stasis suit?" she guessed. "Is that why he doesn't look old enough to have a kid your age?"

Luke shook his head. "Not exactly. He took me to see the Emperor, which wasn't at all part of my plan, and then the Emperor tried to get me to turn to the Dark Side again. When I said no, he electrocuted me. That's when Father stepped in. He took the punishment--at least until he tossed the Emperor down an air shaft." He chewed on his lower lip. "And then he died. The Anakin who's here is my father, but in a cloned body the Emperor had made for reasons I'm not going to think about."

"Wow," Z finally said. "Your family is weirder than most teams of Power Rangers."

"Just most?" Luke looked relieved. "There's someone out there weirder than us? Thank the Force."

"Yeah," Z said, "one time there was a guy who was raised by demons. Andros' team, all respect to them, were one big soap opera. But, um, don't tell Andros that, because I don't think the one we've got here is a Power Ranger yet. And I've been doing some research on my dad's team, and they had this guy who had, like, a cursed mask that possessed him."

"..." said Luke.

"A cursed mask?" he repeated.

"Yeah, some kind of wolf spirit? I don't know. I don't really know much about it," she shrugged. "I didn't know until last year that my dad had even been a Ranger. I mean, obviously wolf spirit guy got free or whatever."

"What else have you learned about him?" Luke asked, eager to shift the subject from his own bizarre family.

Z shrugged. "Not a lot. I mean, he helped save the world, obviously, and he and my mom were both botanists, and they worked for SPD on this project that went boom--that's why I have funny DNA, you know. Cruger's supposed to send me the information they use on my dad's team for the Ranger History class at the Academy, but he keeps forgetting, I guess."

Luke had spent too much time last year waiting for Ben to deliver dribs and drabs of information to look entirely pleased by Cruger's delays.

"World saving is an excellent tradition to follow," he said with a smile.

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