Title: Guess Who's Coming To Dinner
Characters: Two Fab Four's, Two Wraiths, Iella, and two OC's.
Rating: PG, because of mild cursing
Summary: Written in response to the third 'Official Challenge.' An overprotective father goes on a hunt to learn about his daughter's latest boyfriend.
Disclaimer: I do not own Star Wars. If I had money for every time I had to say so, I'd be rich.
“You want me to let you check into the background of Captain Loran?” Iella Wessiri seemed surprised. “I’d like to help you, Colonel, but I just can’t let you go through files on our operatives.”
I sighed. It was the answer I was expecting, but I had to try. “I don’t want to know what he does with his career. I want to investigate him as a person.” Knowing this wasn’t going to fly, I tried to explain. “My daughter is dating him.”
Wessiri raised an eyebrow. “She is?”
“Yes. In fact, she called to tell me that ‘Garik’ is coming to dinner tonight.” I don’t know how I feel about my daughter dating a pilot. I was a pilot for years; first in Imperial service, then defecting to the Alliance like so many others. I’m one of the lucky ones. Most don’t live a year. I don’t want to see Monica put herself through everything that my wife went through over the years. Hell, I’d even agreed to a desk job because of it all.
“I didn’t realize they were together…” From the look on Wessiri’s face, I knew there was more to what she was thinking.
Before I had the chance to ask, the door opened. “Iella?” General Wedge Antilles? “Oh, I didn’t realize you were busy.”
Now, I know they’ve been friends, but I’ve been at enough functions with Antilles and Wessiri to notice how they look at each other. I looked at a woman like that once and I ended up married to her. I really should have gotten into that pool one of the Rogue Squadron pilots had started…
“Hey, Wedge. We’re just chatting. I assume Corran just got in?”
“A few minutes ago. He’s complaining about food and wondering when you’re done for the evening as Mirax is off world on business.”
“You two head down to that Ithorian place Corran likes and I’ll meet you there in a bit.” She waved him out before turning back to me. “Sorry about that. Look, I know how you feel, Colonel, but I just can’t let you snoop around to learn about one of my people. If you get clearance from General Cracken, it would be different, but until then…” she shrugged. “My hands really are tied.”
“You could tell me what you know. Things that aren’t classified.”
“I’m sure you’ve already researched him on the holonet,” Wessiri replied.
So, maybe I did. She said she thought he might be ‘The One.’ Of course I’m going to check him out. If your only daughter was madly in love with some guy, wouldn’t you? “That’s why I’m here. You know what sort of a person he is. I want to make sure his intentions towards Monica are honorable.”
She hesitated a moment. Yes, there was something she knew that she wasn’t sharing. “I think that’s something you would have to ask him,” she finally said. She’d chosen her words carefully.
This only meant one thing. Loran was two-timing my little girl and everyone knew it. “Perhaps you could direct me to his office.” It wasn’t a request.
“Half way down the hall on the left.” Wessiri said. I wondered if she was going to call Loran and warn him I was on the way. Possibly. He wouldn’t get very far even if she did.
Thanking her, I left the office and stormed – no, I hadn’t really lost my temper at that point – walked with purpose towards the office indicated. I found the door I was looking for and keyed it open without knocking.
It was worse than I thought. Loran was seated at his desk, the chair turned slightly to the side. Seated on his lap, and kissing him rather hungrily, was a Twi-lek girl. For a moment, I just stood there shocked.
They were obviously surprised by my entrance, too, because they both turned to look at me when the door opened with rather shocked expressions. The Twi-lek found her voice first. “Who are you?”
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” I looked past the girl to Loran. “How could you do this to Monica?!”
“Monica?” The Twi-lek climbed off Loran, giving him a death look. “Who’s Monica, Face?”
“I swear I don’t know.” He held up his hands, then pointed at me. “And I’ve never seen him before in my life.”
“He’s been dating my daughter for the past three months,” I informed the-other-woman.
“Oh, he has, has he?” I hadn’t thought she could look more angry than she already had, but she proved me wrong. “I asked you if you were seeing anyone when we got back together, and it was all ‘No, baby, I love you. Why would I do that?’”
Loran stood. “Dia, this is some sort of misunderstanding.” He turned from her to look at me. “Sir, I don’t know what your daughter told you, but I don’t know anyone named Monica.” He should have been damn glad that desk was between him and me, otherwise I’d have pinned him against the wall for the remark.
“That’s odd. I only found one record of a pilot named ‘Garik.’ Perhaps you’d like to explain why she gave me that name?” I was told later that I was still yelling at this point, but I truly think that was an exaggeration. I may have slightly raised my voice, but I was hardly yelling.
“I knew this was a mistake! But Shalla convinced me to give you another chance,” The Twi-lek, Dia, returned to her attack.
“I don’t know anyone named Monica! If she said we’re together, she must have imagined it.”
At that point, I lunged across the desk. How dare he insinuate that my little girl was crazy? And just to save face with the-other-woman.
“Daddy?!” I never did get across the desk as I was interrupted by the voice of the little girl I planned on protecting. Yes, I'm aware that my daughter is twenty four and capable of fighting her own battles, but I'll always be her father. Protection is in the job description.
So, anyway, at this point I turned to see Monica in the doorway beside a blond man, her eyes wide. “Daddy, what are you doing?” she asked.
“Iella wasn’t kidding,” the man remarked softly.
“Sweetheart, I didn’t want you to learn about Garik this way, but he’s been cheating on you with this...Dia here.” I tried to sound as disgusted with the man as I was. I don't think it's possible to verbalize that much anger, though.
“Dad, I’m not dating anyone named Garik. And I don’t even know this guy.” Monica shook her head.
“What?” It was probably a dumb thing to say, in retrospect. At the moment, it was the only thing that came to my mind.
“We stopped by your office and they said you went to see Ms. Wessiri, and then she told us – well, she didn’t need to say much, we could hear you yelling down the hall.” Monica rolled her eyes. “Really, Dad, that was a bit over the top, even for you.” She put a hand on the arm of the man beside her. “This is my boyfriend. He just arrived on world from his current tour of duty and his name is Derek.”
~*~
And I didn't reuse my OC's. That was way hard.
~Inyri
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That was great! <wipes tears from eyes>
HILARIOUS!!!!!!! :rofl: Just what I needed after the Half-Blood Prince.
I agree with Valin, after the half-blood prince i need that.
it was great Inyri!
Thanks guys. Glad you were all amused. :) I wasn't too sure about this one at all. Very different for me. And it was a lot harder than what I write typically.
For the record, I don't think Face would cheat on Dia. I just had to use him because of the rhyming names.
That was great, Inyri! :rofl: :rofl: :rofl:
