Mistaken Identity
The cold winter rain ricocheted off the roof as Christian sat in his flat. Tap tap tap. He had been in his room for months. He wouldn't come out till he finished his book about Satine and the Moulin rouge. He stared out the window. Satine…why? Why did she have to leave him? "The end." He typed. He had finished it. The weather outside was lousy, just like he felt, lousy. He felt there was no need to go on. He couldn't live without Satine. Life just didn't seem worth living. Knock knock. "Who's there?" Christian asked in a monotone depressed voice.
"It's Toulouse. We are all very worried about you, Christian." He said outside the door. Christian unlocked it.
"There's nothing to be worried about, I'm fine." Somehow, Toulouse, the Doctor, the Argentinean and Satie weren't convinced. They looked around his flat. It was a complete mess. Papers everywhere, dishes with food still on them. It was disgusting. They could tell Christian was depressed.
"Christian, you've been in here for a year! You need to get out…" Toulouse advised.
"So, we've decided to take the liberty of taking you out for a true bohemian night in Paris!" Satie said.
"Now?" Christian muttered.
"Heh heh, well first, we have to fix you up a little." The Argentinean thought. They sent him to the bathroom to shave. While he did that, they picked out a suit for him.
"I'm gonna regret this…" Christian came out of the bathroom.
The night scene in Paris was incredible. Lights everywhere, bohemian revolutionaries all over. Christian remembered when he was one of them. But that was a year ago. He doesn't know if he could ever go back because it will remind him of…her-
"Now, whatever you do," Toulouse whispered to the others minus Christian, "don't mention the "S" word!"
"You mean shit? But, you just said that yesterday!" Satie was baffled.
Toulouse slapped his head. "No, you stupid git! I mean Satine!"
"What the hell does he have to do with anything?" The Argentinean asked.
"NO! Not Satie! I said Satine. God, you guys are annoying…"
"What's going on? What are you guys talking about?" Christian asked.
"Oh, nothing! Absolutely nothing, Christian!" Toulouse laughed nervously while Christian just rolled his eyes. Suddenly, there was a huge gust of wind. A piece of paper flew into Christians eyes, blocking his view. As he looked at the paper, it had some weird writing in it. "Hey, guys, look at this! What do you think it means?" Christian passed it on to Toulouse.
Toulouse was puzzled. "Hmm. 'Nes kin od wedi mos. Keod tifw ta ni.' Don't know."
Over at the Eiffel Tower, a man and woman were standing under it. They were looking up the Eiffel Tower to admire how tall it was. Suddenly, next to them, the ground began to shake. "Earth quake? Impossible!" The man said. Then, the scenery started swirling into a whirlpool as a portal opened.
In the middle of a desert, a battle was going. Anakin winced each time the lightsabers clashed. "Obi-wan, can I-"
"No, get out of here!" Obi-wan managed to say as he fought a Waki demon.
"But I think I can take him! I am 17 you know!" Anakin reasoned.
"You will do no such thing! Can't you see I'm busy?" Obi-wan struggled. Anakin started pouting and stood behind the demon. He put his hands on his hips and sighed. "Baby." Obi-wan thought.
"Come on! I know I can ta-" Obi-wan then stabbed the demon in the stomach and the green insides of it splattered all over Anakin.
"Eww." Anakin said as he wiped green puss away from his eyes so he could see. Obi-wan snickered. Anakin walked away towards the ship. "Never again!" He muttered.
"I told you you weren't ready to handle a Waki demon!" Obi-wan laughed.
"Well, what's the point of being a jedi if I can't even fight a simple demon?"
"Don't worry, you will…"
"Not at this rate!"
Outside the ship, Obi-wan was practising his jedi fighting movements, when Anakin, all clean and refreshed, approached him. "So what do you think about this Waki demon thing? How did they get here?"
"I don't know. They are unlike anything I've ever seen. Their hearts are in their stomachs. No such creature like that lives in Tatooine. I mean, I've seen some pretty weird creatures in my lifetime and have never seen ones like the Waki. I sense that they came here by use of transportation other than a spacecraft."
"What's that?"
"Well, it's a type of machine that people use to travel through space."
"I know that! I mean what is the other use of transportation?"
"Oh, it's a time portal."
"A time portal?" Anakin gasped. Suddenly, the scenery began to shift and swirl about in the shape of a…oh let me see…a time portal! Anakin and Obi- wan looked at each other. They couldn't jump in the portal for they would face certain death. Then, they heard a strange voice behind them, but off in the distance. They couldn't quite make out what it was saying. Then, it was closer, just a few feet away. "Meesa remember yousa! Yousa saved meesa life!" The creature said.
Obi-wan and Anakin looked at each other and screamed in horror. In unison, they yelled, "Ahhhhhh! It's Jar Jar Binks!" Without thinking, they both leapt into the portal.
The cold winter rain ricocheted off the roof as Christian sat in his flat. Tap tap tap. He had been in his room for months. He wouldn't come out till he finished his book about Satine and the Moulin rouge. He stared out the window. Satine…why? Why did she have to leave him? "The end." He typed. He had finished it. The weather outside was lousy, just like he felt, lousy. He felt there was no need to go on. He couldn't live without Satine. Life just didn't seem worth living. Knock knock. "Who's there?" Christian asked in a monotone depressed voice.
"It's Toulouse. We are all very worried about you, Christian." He said outside the door. Christian unlocked it.
"There's nothing to be worried about, I'm fine." Somehow, Toulouse, the Doctor, the Argentinean and Satie weren't convinced. They looked around his flat. It was a complete mess. Papers everywhere, dishes with food still on them. It was disgusting. They could tell Christian was depressed.
"Christian, you've been in here for a year! You need to get out…" Toulouse advised.
"So, we've decided to take the liberty of taking you out for a true bohemian night in Paris!" Satie said.
"Now?" Christian muttered.
"Heh heh, well first, we have to fix you up a little." The Argentinean thought. They sent him to the bathroom to shave. While he did that, they picked out a suit for him.
"I'm gonna regret this…" Christian came out of the bathroom.
The night scene in Paris was incredible. Lights everywhere, bohemian revolutionaries all over. Christian remembered when he was one of them. But that was a year ago. He doesn't know if he could ever go back because it will remind him of…her-
"Now, whatever you do," Toulouse whispered to the others minus Christian, "don't mention the "S" word!"
"You mean shit? But, you just said that yesterday!" Satie was baffled.
Toulouse slapped his head. "No, you stupid git! I mean Satine!"
"What the hell does he have to do with anything?" The Argentinean asked.
"NO! Not Satie! I said Satine. God, you guys are annoying…"
"What's going on? What are you guys talking about?" Christian asked.
"Oh, nothing! Absolutely nothing, Christian!" Toulouse laughed nervously while Christian just rolled his eyes. Suddenly, there was a huge gust of wind. A piece of paper flew into Christians eyes, blocking his view. As he looked at the paper, it had some weird writing in it. "Hey, guys, look at this! What do you think it means?" Christian passed it on to Toulouse.
Toulouse was puzzled. "Hmm. 'Nes kin od wedi mos. Keod tifw ta ni.' Don't know."
Over at the Eiffel Tower, a man and woman were standing under it. They were looking up the Eiffel Tower to admire how tall it was. Suddenly, next to them, the ground began to shake. "Earth quake? Impossible!" The man said. Then, the scenery started swirling into a whirlpool as a portal opened.
In the middle of a desert, a battle was going. Anakin winced each time the lightsabers clashed. "Obi-wan, can I-"
"No, get out of here!" Obi-wan managed to say as he fought a Waki demon.
"But I think I can take him! I am 17 you know!" Anakin reasoned.
"You will do no such thing! Can't you see I'm busy?" Obi-wan struggled. Anakin started pouting and stood behind the demon. He put his hands on his hips and sighed. "Baby." Obi-wan thought.
"Come on! I know I can ta-" Obi-wan then stabbed the demon in the stomach and the green insides of it splattered all over Anakin.
"Eww." Anakin said as he wiped green puss away from his eyes so he could see. Obi-wan snickered. Anakin walked away towards the ship. "Never again!" He muttered.
"I told you you weren't ready to handle a Waki demon!" Obi-wan laughed.
"Well, what's the point of being a jedi if I can't even fight a simple demon?"
"Don't worry, you will…"
"Not at this rate!"
Outside the ship, Obi-wan was practising his jedi fighting movements, when Anakin, all clean and refreshed, approached him. "So what do you think about this Waki demon thing? How did they get here?"
"I don't know. They are unlike anything I've ever seen. Their hearts are in their stomachs. No such creature like that lives in Tatooine. I mean, I've seen some pretty weird creatures in my lifetime and have never seen ones like the Waki. I sense that they came here by use of transportation other than a spacecraft."
"What's that?"
"Well, it's a type of machine that people use to travel through space."
"I know that! I mean what is the other use of transportation?"
"Oh, it's a time portal."
"A time portal?" Anakin gasped. Suddenly, the scenery began to shift and swirl about in the shape of a…oh let me see…a time portal! Anakin and Obi- wan looked at each other. They couldn't jump in the portal for they would face certain death. Then, they heard a strange voice behind them, but off in the distance. They couldn't quite make out what it was saying. Then, it was closer, just a few feet away. "Meesa remember yousa! Yousa saved meesa life!" The creature said.
Obi-wan and Anakin looked at each other and screamed in horror. In unison, they yelled, "Ahhhhhh! It's Jar Jar Binks!" Without thinking, they both leapt into the portal.