Timeline: Quite late. Somewhere.
Warnings: LOTS OF BAD REFRENCES.
Not that I don't like Lukie, mind, but he's just such an Idiot at the worst of times. And that's idiot with a capital 'I'. I can't believe him.
Take today, during lightsaber practice. We were resting, and I asked him, "Luke, suppose you weren't a Jedi and all, what would you be?"
There was a short moment of silence (very rare around here, let me assure you) before he answered. I couldn't believe my ears.
"I'd probably be a HOTSHOT pilot, ooh, a Rebel! Um, Rebel's are cool and all, because they Rebel! And I'd defend the Galaxy with a really beautiful princess by my side. And, um, I'd probably fall in love with a girl who was trying to kill me or something. And I'd be the world's most powerful Jedi!"
I pointed out that FIRST, the question had been if 'you weren't a Jedi'. And secondly, if something like that could conceivably happen, then our father could well be the Dark Lord of the Sith.
Then the Idiot asked me what I would be. I replied that I would probably be some princess somewhere. I've always wanted to be a princess. When I was a kid it was because I thought that princesses got pink eopies to play with and ride, but now it's because I'd get to inherit an entire planet when my parents die.
My brother promptly replied that I'd probably end up married to some good-for-nothing scoundrel who'd steal all my money.
After this, we resumed lightsaber practice at which I beat him. Three bouts out of three.
So there, Lukie. HA.