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Estimated Time of Departure by Yahtzee (PG)
Fandom: STAR WARS
Pairing: Gen
Length: 6,500 words
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
yahtzee63
Author Website: Yahtzee's Fic
Why this must be read:
This is the only non-Vader fic I will recommend this month, but it's so excellent that it needs to be recced nonetheless. The mark of a truly excellent fanfic is that you can fit it seamlessly into the already existing fictional universe. This story is a wonderful example of such craftsmanship.
We can tell that a lot happened to Luke, Han, and Leia between the end of Star Wars: A New Hope and the beginning of The Empire Strikes Back. The tentative three-way friendship that first formed on the Death Star became a deep and abiding friendship, with hints of something more between Han and Leia. Luke also did a lot of maturing between the movies. This story does a very good job of beginning the character changes we see in The Empire Strikes Back. The fic takes place just after the Battle of Yavin, and it explains not only why Chewie did not get a medal, but also how Luke and Han managed to maintain their friendship with a princess and Alliance leader. It's a fun story that brightens the day. Take a break from all the angst of Revenge of the Sith and go read it.
* * *
Han was sure of three things when he woke up:
He was seriously hung over, his head heavy and aching. This was not unusual.
He was lying on one of the low padded benches in the Falcon's bay, instead of his own bunk. This was unusual, but not unheard-of. Slowly, he risked opening his eyes; the light was unwelcome, but he could see the chess board nearby, gold squares gleaming too brightly for his taste.
But the third thing he was sure of --
Wait. Maybe he wasn't so sure of that at all.
Han sat up, wincing at the rush of unwelcome sensation pulsing at his temples and assaulting his belly. Across the room, Chewbacca whined; apparently his head hadn't fared any better than Han's.
"Hey," Han said, his voice rough. "Am I crazy, or did we save the galaxy yesterday?"
Chewbacca replied that Han was crazy AND they had saved the galaxy yesterday.
Estimated Time of Departure
Pairing: Gen
Length: 6,500 words
Author on LJ:
yahtzee63Author Website: Yahtzee's Fic
Why this must be read:
This is the only non-Vader fic I will recommend this month, but it's so excellent that it needs to be recced nonetheless. The mark of a truly excellent fanfic is that you can fit it seamlessly into the already existing fictional universe. This story is a wonderful example of such craftsmanship.
We can tell that a lot happened to Luke, Han, and Leia between the end of Star Wars: A New Hope and the beginning of The Empire Strikes Back. The tentative three-way friendship that first formed on the Death Star became a deep and abiding friendship, with hints of something more between Han and Leia. Luke also did a lot of maturing between the movies. This story does a very good job of beginning the character changes we see in The Empire Strikes Back. The fic takes place just after the Battle of Yavin, and it explains not only why Chewie did not get a medal, but also how Luke and Han managed to maintain their friendship with a princess and Alliance leader. It's a fun story that brightens the day. Take a break from all the angst of Revenge of the Sith and go read it.
* * *
Han was sure of three things when he woke up:
He was seriously hung over, his head heavy and aching. This was not unusual.
He was lying on one of the low padded benches in the Falcon's bay, instead of his own bunk. This was unusual, but not unheard-of. Slowly, he risked opening his eyes; the light was unwelcome, but he could see the chess board nearby, gold squares gleaming too brightly for his taste.
But the third thing he was sure of --
Wait. Maybe he wasn't so sure of that at all.
Han sat up, wincing at the rush of unwelcome sensation pulsing at his temples and assaulting his belly. Across the room, Chewbacca whined; apparently his head hadn't fared any better than Han's.
"Hey," Han said, his voice rough. "Am I crazy, or did we save the galaxy yesterday?"
Chewbacca replied that Han was crazy AND they had saved the galaxy yesterday.
Estimated Time of Departure