Leia had arrived for a visit with Luke, and she brought the twins. Luke happily held his nephew and niece as they babbled, while Leia went over some documents with Luke.
Leia: "Luke, you really need to file your documentation correctly. You're big enough to be a non-profit, after all, you should take advantage of that!"
Luke: "Ugh... But Leia, we're no where near as big as the old Jedi Order!"
Leia: "So? You need to do this properly! You're operating a school slash non-government paramilitary unit! You need to do your taxes correctly!"
Luke: "It's also a religious order, isn't there an exemption for that?"
Leia: "If your religious order didn't have a habit of blowing up Imperial warships and space stations, probably."
Luke: sighs, bouncing Jacen and Jaina on his knees "You two better enjoy your time of not doing financial paperwork."
Leia: "Come on, Luke! It's not that hard! You got this planet, after all."
Luke: "Wait, I own this planet?!"
Leia: exhausted sigh "Yes, you own Yavin IV! It was bequeathed to you when you asked for a place to set up your Jedi Academy!"
Luke: "I thought Mon Mothma was just giving me the temple complex and grounds-The whole planet is mine?!"
Leia: "How did you survive as a squadron commander with this low level of self awareness?!"
Luke: deadpan "The Force."
Leia: "The Force doesn't work that way!"
Luke: "Yes it does!"
Aphra pops in, and picks up Jaina and coos over her.
Aphra: "Awww... Your uncle owns a planet! Auntie Aphra is gonna have to rethink her friends only policy towards him! Yes she is, yes she is!"
Mara enters as well, scowling.
Mara: "You seriously didn't know you owned the planet, Farmboy?"
Luke: "No, I didn't!"
Aphra: "Hey, he's handsome, powerful, rich, and dumb. Perfect combination, if you ask me!"
Jaina giggles and Aphra's cap floats off her head.
Aphra: "Woah! She can already do that, huh?"
Jacen, crying a bit, reaches out his hand and Mara's lightsaber strains against her belt.
Mara: "Oh geez-No! None of that!"
The two babies begin to cry. Leia takes them into her arms and sooths them gently.
Leia: "Yeah, they're pretty excitable. Our nannies have their hands full when they throw tantrums."
Aphra: "You didn't have to make them upset, Mara."
Mara: "I didn't! He shouldn't have a lightsaber!"
Luke: "So... Can you two help me with this financial paperwork, by any chance?"
Aphra: "HA! Last time I did any real financial paperwork was for my student loans!"
Mara: "Don't look at me. Talon's got accountants for that."
Luke: sigh
Rotta enters.
Rotta: "Master Luke! I uh... Oh! Hello Your Highness."
Leia: gentle smile "Hello Rotta..."
Luke: "Hey Rotta. What's up?"
Rotta: "I was working on building my lightsaber but I... Oh! Republic 1134 forms? Applying to be a non-profit, huh Master?"
Luke: "Uh... Yeah, we are. You're familiar with them?"
Rotta: "Sure! I grew up learning financial forms and taxation-All of that! I got shoved with all the paperwork and uh..."
Everyone is suddenly smiling at him.
Rotta: "... Oh."
And this is how Rotta became the New Jedi Order's accountant...