Temperance crossed her arms. "This story sounds completely impossible."

"Why not?" Kevin asked.

They had taken a short break to allow Hodgins and Sweets to go grab some chairs. Once it was clear that this was going to take a while, the group had decided that they didn't feel like sitting on the cold tile.

"Because my father is not evil." Everyone stared at her. "He is a violent man that use to rob people...but..."

"Bones...don't pick fights ya can't win." Booth said, wrapping his arm around her. Despite how corny it was, he was actually getting into the story Kevin was crafting. He had to hand it to The Kid, he knew how to entertain an audience.

"Fine, I will allow you to tell just a touch more." Temperance allowed herself a moment to cuddle in Booth's arms. "But only a little bit."

Kevin gave her a dashing bow. "As you wish, Buttercup."

"I don't get that reference."

"If you don't get it, then how do you know its a reference?" Kevin asked, causing Temperance to stammer.

"Mawwiage...we are here to discuss mawwiage..." Hodgins joked.

Daisy frowned. "That's the wrong story."

"Yeah. We are more focused on the adventures of Zack and Tubby...I mean Hodgins." Booth grinned at Hodgins, who stuck his tongue out at the agent.

"You were saying, Dread Pirate?" Cam asked.

Kevin smirked "We return to our two droids as they wander the desert..."

~MC~MC~MC~

"I don't like it here. I'd rather return to the ship," Zack complained as he climbed up a sand dune.

"The ship that was being attacked by the Empire?" Hodgins asked, rolling along. It was more of a struggle for him, due to his wheels and gears, but he managed.

"Atleast it was clean. All this sand is going to shut me down."

Hodgins scoffed. "Stop being a baby." He turned towards the right and began heading up another dune.

"Where are you going?" Zack asked.

"Towards the nearest town."

"The nearest town is to the left."

Hodgins paused. "And what makes you think that?"

"It is the logical thing, of course!" Zack proclaimed. "Besides, going left means going down hill."

"Listen, Zack...I know particulates. We are surrounded by them, and they are all telling me that the nearest town is to the right!"

Zack put his hands on his hips. "And I am the undisputed King of the Ship, and that means we go my way!"

"...we aren't even on the ship!" Hodgins shouted, chasing after his friend.

"Zack would try and claim something like that," Hodgins complained. "Did I ever tell you about the time he-"

"Yes."

"Many times."

"I've never met Zack and I already know this story!"

"...fine, get back to Star Wars."

"Sshhh! I can't hear the story!"

"Well, this is just great!" Hodgins complained as he and Zack were pushed around by the jawas. "King of the Ship...yeah, way to go your highness!"

The jawas began to cry out and motion for the two of them to move.

"You better behave, Hodgins, if you want us to be treated right."

"Don't tell me what to do, you gold plated Uncle Tom!"

The sandcrawler the droids had been loaded into opened, revealing the domed roof of a moisture farm, its owner making his way towards the lead jawa...

"Hello there!" He said happily, shaking the jawa's hand. "Gordan. Gordan Wyatt. I am rather interested in purchasing one of your droids." He turned, waving at a young teenage girl who was standing behind him. "Allow me to introduce my charge, Miss Temperance Brennan."

Temperance looked at the jawas. "You know, those heavy cloaks are not fit for this time of enviroment. You'd be better off in something that allowed what little breeze there is..."

"That's enough, Temperance." Gordan gave the jawas a weak smile. "I'm sorry...she tends to do that."

"Temperance...Temperance!" A voice called out.

"What is it Aunt-"

"Hold on Kevin."

"What is it, Sweets?"

"You can't make Dr. Wyatt Uncle Owen."

"Why not?"

"Because he is a respected psychologist! It is a dishonor to make him such a minor character!"

"I thought he was a chef."

"...well, he's both. You should correct your mistake."

"You know Sweets...I think I will."

"Temperance...Temperance!"

Temperance ran over to the edge of the crater, peering down. "What is it, Aunt Sweets?"

"Tell Uncle Gordan that if he gets a droid make sure it can handle me nagging it all day!"

"I hate you."

"Awwwww, don't worry my wonderful Lancealot...I'm sure Aunt Sweets is an important character."

"She dies in the first act, Daisy. Offscreen."

"...ooooooohhhhh."

"Would everyone pipe down, I can't hear!"

"Uncle Gordan, we can't take this one! It is clear that it has a blown out motor that would not allow it to-"

Uncle Gordan turned to the jawas. "Now this simply will not do. How do you expect us to make a stable buyer/seller relationship if you are trying to pass along inferior products."

Zack tapped Uncle Gordan on the shoulder. "Pardon me, but Hodgins and I have done many experiments together and he would make a fine addition..."

"Quite right, quite right."

"I'll go clean them," Temperance volunteered.

"Wouldn't you rather hang out with your friends?" Gordan asked. When Temperance just stared at him, he sighed. "Right, of course...well, get going."

Temperance led the droids down to the garage, where she hooked Zack up into a harness and began to lower him into an oil bath.

"I just realized we hadn't been properly introduced. I am Zack Addy, human/cyborg relations. And this is my counterpart Jack Hodgins...he does dirt."

"Particulates!" Hodgins complained. "Don't call it dirt!"

"I'm Temperance Brennan."

"Nice to meet you Ms. Brennan."

Temperance began to work on Hodgins, cleaning off the dirt...sorry, 'particulates'...from his form."How did you guys end up on this planet?" She asked.

"I'm not exactly for sure where we are."

"Tatooine. It is roughly 7.5..."

"The name will do, thanks." Hodgins said. "Could you move slightly to the left with that brush...yeah...that's it...oops!"

There was a spark, a buzz, and much like in real life, Hodgins, under the touch of a woman, went off prematurely-

"HEY!"

"I'll have you know, Kevin, that Jack has never done that!"

"Thanks Ang."

"Recently."

"...hate you all."

"Welcome to the club."

"Shut up Sweets."

"Help me Dr. Saroyan, you're my only hope...Help me.."

Temperance stared at the tiny blue hologram of Prince Russ. "Who is that...he is rather striking with his symmetrical features..."

"Uh...nothing, nothing!" Hodgins said nervously, shutting the holo off. "Ignore that."

"But who was it..."

"Nope, time for bed...good night...zzzzzzzzz"

"...droids don't go to sleep!" Zack complained.

"zzzz...shut it...zzzz..."