NOT TWO OF A KIND
by ardavenport
Yoda: Much in common we have.
Maz: Are you still here?
Yoda: Feel the Force, strong in you it is.
Maz: Feeling those three Corellian Blasters you had at the bar, more like.
Yoda: A fine establishment you have. More private rooms you have upstairs, hmmmmmmmmmm?
Maz: Hmmmmmmmmmmm. I see your eyes. Crossed they are.
Yoda: Much of the Force, I could show you. Upstairs.
Maz: Your wrinkly green little Force, perhaps?
Yoda: Green I am! Wrinkly and small, I am not! Look this good at 800 years old, you will not!
Maz: Only 800 years old? Well you will have to keep your wrinkly green little Jedi dick in your pants, Blaster-boy. Because cradle-robber, I am not.
o o END o o
Note: Written at the 'Fanfic Theater' panel at DragonCon, Atlanta, Georgia, 3-Sep-2016.
Disclaimer: All characters and the Star Wars universe belong to Disney/Lucasfilm; I am just playing in their sandbox.