Dusty does the Hula
Don't ask. This was written at 10:30 in the morning when I was hopped up on Pop-Tarts and Coke.
Disclaimer: I own no one but Dusty and Drexin.
Star Wars belongs to George Lucas
The Hula song belongs to Lion King
I tapped my fingers on my knee looking at my latest story as Dusty suddenly appeared behind me and scanned the paragraph.
"Augh. Droids. I hate droids. So what's gonna be our plan for getting' past those guys?
I looked at her and smiled "Live bait"
Dusty nodded. "Good idea." She turned to go back to her world but finally realized what I meant. "Hey!"
"C'mon Dusty You two are gonna create a diversion."
"What do you want to do? Dress in drag and do the hula? " she asked going back to her world as I smiled my evil smile and went to typing
Dusty turned now dressed in a 21st century hula outfit
"Luau!
If you're hungry
for a hunk of fat
and juicy meat
eat my buddy
Drexin here
because he is a treat.
Come on down
and dine
on this tasty changeling
all you have to
do is get in line."
She looked as the droids-well more like everyone- looked at them as if they were mentally challanged
"Aaaare you achin'?"
Drexin decided to join in. "Yup, yup, yup"
"Foooor some
bacon?"
"Yup, yup,yup"
"Heeee's a big pig"
'Yup, yup"
"You could be a
big pig too!
Oy!"
She looked as Kill was now face-to-face with her and smiled sheepishly before running away.
"AAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
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