Written for the prompt: - "That's not how the Force works!"


The cold wind whipped around them, ice and snow crunching underfoot as they worked their way through the Icewall Ravine towards the coordinates to the shield bunker. Theron tried not to glare at the Alliance's commander as she stretched her bare arms out, seeming to relish in the feeling as Theron tried to pull his jacket around himself tighter.

"I hate Belsavis," he said miserably.

"I thought you hated Tatooine?"

"I do not like Tatooine," he corrected, "but at least it's temperature stays consistent! Consistently hot but at least you could pack one set of clothes for it!"

"You're wearing what you wore then. What you always wear."

"And your point is?"

"That perhaps red leather jackets aren't all-weather apparel?"

"Leave the jacket out of this," he muttered irritably. "Aren't you cold?"

"No," came the serene reply, "why would I be?"

"Because the one time you actually ditch the armor and cape it's for something sleeveless. And it's snowing!"

"You of all people should not complain about lack of wardrobe changes."

"My toes are freezing through my boots!"

"I'm sure they're fine."

"How are you not an icicle?"

"The Force keeps me warm," she replied serenely.

"That's not—" he sputtered. "The Force is not a space heater, woman!"

She arched a delicate brow at him. "Are you sure about that?"

He glared at her for a few long seconds before sticking his icy glove right on the back of her exposed neck. She sucked in a tiny breath, teeth chattering slightly, and he watched as goosebumps spread across her flesh. She flashed him a wild eyed look.

"Why'd you—"

"You little liar!"

"Well, I never—"

"You were pretending to be warm, weren't you?"

"I…" Her nose wrinkled, cheeks flushing with both embarrassment and cold before she spun on her foot and continued to march towards their goal. "I'm a master of the Force, and know—"

"You do realize you're shivering uncontrollably right now, don't you?"

"No, I'm not. Shut up."

"You just don't want to admit that you didn't read the weather briefing, huh?"

"Well… neither did you!"

"All that talk about my jacket… you actually want to wear it don't you?"

"I'm not listening to you."

"It is nice and warm."

She flashed him a challenging look. "In that case it can keep you company while you stay outside as K'krohl and I take out the Shield Bunker."

"Is it too late to offer a timeshare on the jacket?"