Uncharacteristics of the Incredibly Mean Luke Skywalker and His Wimpy Pal
Hanson Solo.
"Hanson Erwin Solo, you've got a lot of nerve coming here after what you pulled!" Lando said through clenched teeth.
Leia turned to Han. "What'd you do this time... Hanson?"
"Stop!" Han whined. "My name's Han! Stop making fun of me!"
"All right, good buddy, I was just jesting with you."
Han crossed his arms and pouted.
Lando laughed.
Chewie gurgled and guffawed.
Han's face reddened. "Well no one's forcing you to go with me anywhere, Chewie! Why don't you stay here with Lando if you feel that way?"
Chewie grunted.
Han turned his back. "I don't care!"
Luke walked down the ramp of the Falcon with his saber in hand, twirling it masterfully in an effort to show off. Blue light danced and played about his face as he smirked playfully. "What's the matter, Hanson?" he asked, a sharp, taunting edge in his tone. "Upset cuz Leia found out your real name?"
Han sniffled as Luke sidled up and put his arm around his sister. "Afraid she's gonna find out incest is best?"
Han leapt and tossed a wild punch at the Jedi, who easily sidestepped him and threw out his foot, ending Han's flight with a concrete meal. Luke kicked him in the rear and laughed.
Everyone watched uncomfortably. Han sat up and placed his head in his hand and began sobbing uncontrollably, which only inspired more laughter in the Jedi.
Lando placed his hand on Luke's shoulder. "Come on, kid, I think he's had enough."
Luke swiveled a menacing grin on him. "You're right." He slammed his saber hilt across Lando's eye. "Don't ever call me kid!"
"Hanson Erwin Solo, you've got a lot of nerve coming here after what you pulled!" Lando said through clenched teeth.
Leia turned to Han. "What'd you do this time... Hanson?"
"Stop!" Han whined. "My name's Han! Stop making fun of me!"
"All right, good buddy, I was just jesting with you."
Han crossed his arms and pouted.
Lando laughed.
Chewie gurgled and guffawed.
Han's face reddened. "Well no one's forcing you to go with me anywhere, Chewie! Why don't you stay here with Lando if you feel that way?"
Chewie grunted.
Han turned his back. "I don't care!"
Luke walked down the ramp of the Falcon with his saber in hand, twirling it masterfully in an effort to show off. Blue light danced and played about his face as he smirked playfully. "What's the matter, Hanson?" he asked, a sharp, taunting edge in his tone. "Upset cuz Leia found out your real name?"
Han sniffled as Luke sidled up and put his arm around his sister. "Afraid she's gonna find out incest is best?"
Han leapt and tossed a wild punch at the Jedi, who easily sidestepped him and threw out his foot, ending Han's flight with a concrete meal. Luke kicked him in the rear and laughed.
Everyone watched uncomfortably. Han sat up and placed his head in his hand and began sobbing uncontrollably, which only inspired more laughter in the Jedi.
Lando placed his hand on Luke's shoulder. "Come on, kid, I think he's had enough."
Luke swiveled a menacing grin on him. "You're right." He slammed his saber hilt across Lando's eye. "Don't ever call me kid!"