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// Chapter 3 binary sunset 
// Story: Equestria's new hope 
// by Shadow-Aura 
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*homestead*

"Well I can see you two have been through some scrapes haven't you," Skywalker said inspecting the droids "Especially you blue. You look like you've seen some action." Artoo beeped during he said that.

"Why sir we've seen a few battles but never fought any," 3PO said as Artoo beeped. "I'm C3PO and this is my counterpart ARTOO-DETOO." 

"Nice to meet ya I'm skywalker," Skywalker said looking at Artoo curiously. Suddenly Artoo started beeping as Skywalker started to try and dislodge something within Artoo's canister. "Well, you've got something wedged in here tight little guy."  With one last attempt he fell and a video started playing. 

"Help me Twilight Sparkle you're my only hope." A small blue holographic woman repeated before Artoo shut it off. 

"Hey, what did you do that for?" Skywalker said as he got up in awe. "Bring her back." Artoo beeped a defiant reply.

"Bring what back?" 3PO translated "You know what the girl." Artoo stayed as defiant as always.

"Well it probably wasn't important," Skywalker said sitting down before Artoo beeped again.

"Master Skywalker sir Artoo says he is the property of a Twilight Sparkle."  

"Twilight Sparkle... I wonder if she meant old Dusk Sparkle, but she lives way out in the dune sea." Skywalker said still thinking about the video. "Is there any more of this recording?" 

Artoo shook his head and Skywalker sighed. Artoo beeped to say something and 3PO translated "He says the restraining bolt is messing with his functions maybe if you remove it he could play more of the message." 

"Why sure I can do that," Skywalker said removing the restraining bolt. Artoo powered down on purpose to keep his message a secret.  

"I'm sorry sir he does this time to time" 3PO apologized  "I am afraid he can be quite stubborn at times."

"No worry's 3PO," Skywalker said before hearing his aunt call. "I better be off."

As Skywalker left Artoo powered on. "Artoo you have to be Stubborn you better show him that message," 3PO said walking to an oil bath "I'm taking an oil bath, I don't want to be disturbed."

Artoo just beeped and powered down again.

*Skywalker POV*

Skywalker entered the dining room of the homestead. Aunt Whitesun was pouring a glass of blue milk into a glass for him. Uncle lars was eating a meal of sorts as Skywalker sat opposite him.

"Do you think that Artoo unit was stolen?" skywalker asked his uncle before drinking some blue milk. 

"Why'd you think that?" his uncle replied concerned.

"He said that he was the property of twilight sparkle... I wonder if he meant old Dusk" Skywalker said stroking his chin "Maybe she's a relative or something"

Larz looked at his nephew and stopped eating in shock "Old Dusk is nothing but a loon," he stated "Tomorrow I want you to take that droid to anchor head and have its memory erased" 

"But what if this Twilight comes looking for him," Skywalker asked with a whine. 

"I wouldn't bet on it," Larz sighed "that mare went missing around the time as your mother... She knew her well" 

"She knew my mother?" skywalker asked intrigued.

"Yes she did...but she's long gone," Larz said trying to move on from the subject "Anyway I need you to fix the vaporators tomorrow after you take the Artoo unit to anchor head." 

"Actually uncle Larz I was thinking about staying on another season then go to the academy like my friends" skywalker said politely, "We already have enough droids to help out."

"Another season but that will take you out of the harvest when I need you the most." Larz said concerned about Skywalker's statement "How about you stay another year and go to the academy then." 

"Don't worry I'll never make it of this lump of rock." Skywalker grumbled leaving the table and walking out of the room.

"He ain't a farmer Larz," Whitesun said with a smile "He has to much of his mother in him." 

"That is what I'm afraid of." Larz sighed before continuing his meal.

Meanwhile skywalker had walked out of the homestead as the sun was setting in the far distance casting a crimson shadow over the land. He walked to the edge of the crater and looked out towards it hoping one day he could make it away from here.