Return of the Dead

Chapter 1

One day Cheetos Solo was at the Jedi Temple. He was there with his uncle, Luke Skywalker, who was trying to train him to become a Jedi.

"What should I do next, Uncle?" Cheetos panted, sitting down. Uncle had been training him for over a month now, but this day was incredibly hot. It felt like the hardest day of training yet.

"Today you must go to the R2-D2 Vegetable Planet, where Yoda used to live." Uncle said to Cheetos. "Yoda's dead now, but I'm sure the planet still has tons of animals and monsters for you to fight."

"Darn it, I've always wanted to see Yoda. But now that he's dead, I'll never be able to!" Cheetos said. Tears gathered in his young eyes. He sniffed.

"Shut up and quit your crying!" Uncle barked at him. "Enough is enough! When I was young, I never cried, even when I found out that my dad was Darth Vader!"

"You're related to Darth Vader?"

"Shut up!"

"And what if I die on this stupid R2-D2 Vegetable Planet?"

"Just shut up and go to your parents! Tell them that you are leaving today."

"When today?" Cheetos asked.

Uncle checked his watch. "In exactly five minutes," he told Cheetos.

"Five minutes?"

"Well, it's four minutes and fifty seconds now, but yes, five minutes."

Cheetos raced home to his little cottage. His mother, Leia Solo, and his dad, Han Solo, were eating their breakfast.

"Mom! Dad! I have to leave for the stupid R2-D2 Vegetable Planet in... I think it would be four minutes now!"

His mom packed a lot of stuff for him. She packed a flashlight, a bouncy ball ("in case you get bored!"), a ton of food, a bobby pin ("you never know when you might need one!") and three gallons of water ("you may meet some new friends!").

Cheetos got into the jet with exactly seventeen seconds to spare. Uncle looked up at him, tucking a magazine under his seat.

"Ummm... you read How to Find a Hot Wookie?"

Uncle glared at Cheetos.

"Shut up!"