Kevin Stoley sat down on the South Park Elementary playground as all the other fourth grade children rejoiced due to the long-awaited breaktime. He was certain many around the world shared his feelings at present, but none of his peers seemed to, not even his probable, but very unlikely sister. His childhood icon was no more. She had ceased to be. She had expired and gone to meet their maker. She was a stiff, bereft of life, had rested in piece, and if she hadn't become one with the Force, she would be pushing up the daisies. She was an ex-princess-general.
All in all, replacing her in his heart would be quite a daunting task. The mere thought made him feel like a stuck up, half-witted, scruffy-looking nerf-herder.
"Hey, Kevin!" Suddenly, a familiar wide-foreheaded classmate approached him, clad almost entirely in purple as usual. 'I know many celebrities have died in 2016, but just remember! You still have Jason!"
Kevin smiled. "I know."