Max Rebo: Famous Musician, Good Friend, Better Dad

“Hey, Rebo,” Shaan grabbed his attention, “Stop planning on being a doting father. We’ve got things to do.” And with that they started heading to the spaceport. “So. Since we don’t want the jedi getting the kid back because they obviously aren’t taking good care of him, what are you going to name your new son? Not that he’s just your kid, of course. Lex and Lena are going to want shared custody. I’m probably going to help out some too, as like a family friend or something. He’s going to need a good influence somewhere. Seriously though, what are you going to name the kid?” Max was never going to live this down, not that that was a bad thing. Or: Max Rebo accidentally adopts a son, alongside his three very good and also horrible friends