Milton was in his room, reading War and Peace for the 30th time. He had a great day. He saw a star wars marathon, of the complete saga, episodes 1-6. He loved Star Wars. But that's not what this story is about.
Milton finished the book, put it in his shelf, and crawled into bed with Mr. Tickles, his teddy bear. He then crawled into bed and fell into a deep, deep sleep….
When he woke up, he immediately could tell that something was wrong. Mr. Tickles was not there. The room looked completely different. It looked a bit like the inside of a house in a slum in India. The floor and walls were sooty, and the roof looked a bit like a sail. He walked out what he thought was the door, to see his aunt and uncle. "Aunt Christa? What's going on? Where are my parents?"
"Milton, you know what happened to your parents….your mom died giving birth to you and your dad turned to the dark side!" Christa said.
"What?" Milton said, "That's not right, I just climbed into bed last night in my parents' home!"
"Something's wrong with you, Milton," Uncle Owen said, "Or you're playing a joke on us. And it's not funny. Now come on...you know you're supposed to get us some droids today. Go to the droid market and purchase them."
"I have no idea what's going on!" Milton protested.
"Out!" Uncle Owen said. "And don't come back until you've brought those droids! Here, these galactic dollars should cover it."
Uncle Owen gave Milton some paper that looked like some kind of currency. Then, he shoved Milton out the door, closed the door, and locked it.
"What the christmas nuts is going on?" Milton wondered aloud. He looked at the surroundings. It seemed to be like an old desert village. He then asked the first stranger he saw where the droid market. But, when the stranger turned around, Milton recognized him. "Rudy! You've got to tell me what in the world is going on here!"
But the stranger said, "I do not know any Rudy. I am Ben. Ben Kenrudy."
Milton rolled his eyes. "No! You are Rudy Gillaspie! You teach Karate at the Bobby Wasabi dojo at the mall!"
"I have no idea what you're talking about. I am skilled in the Jedi arts. I am strong in the force. Here, let me guide you to the droid market, something seems wrong with you."
Milton followed Ru- Ben. Milton followed Ben to a droid market. Once he got there, two particular droids caught his eyes. "Phil! Tootsie! Can you please tell me what's going on?"
But the droid, a cross between Phil and C-3PO said, "Who is this Phil? I'm C-3Phil-O. Buy me, and you must take RTootsie-DTootsie."
Suddenly, it was too much for Milton to bear. "SOMEONE TELL ME WHAT THE CHRISTMAS NUTS IS GOING ON!" He yelled into the sky. He heard the echo. He wanted to go home, but he had no idea how.