Chapter 3.5: Tardis Blue
The first time I heard it, I didn't pay the sound any mind. I thought it was the sound of the droids drudging up scrap metal from the yard.
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You see, I live in a junk yard on a planet called Ferros. They taught us in school something about how when our solar system was formed, the planets became permanently magnetized. Because of that Ferros, the largest planet in the system, has a forecast of forever raining metal. They say that every piece of lost debris or wreckage from every ship in The Universe finds its way to Ferros. Because of that, having realty on Ferros is very important. Whatever lands in your backyard is yours for the keeping. My father has a sizeable junk yard that I work on. Ever since I was little I would tinker around with the newest items that fell into the yard. I always had a knack for inventing. Every droid that works in this field was either built by me or reconstructed by me in some way.
"Ahem!" said a woman's voice.
I wiped off some grease from my goggles the best I could as I looked around to see where the voice came from. I saw no one.
"Hello?" I called out into the yard.
" I said..."
::Vah-Whee-oosh::
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I looked around for the woman's voice, but saw nothing. It wasn't very often that I saw a woman. Every once in a while I would take a landspeeder to the bazaar to get groceries, but there weren't many marrying age women here on Ferros. I was in no condition to meet a potential wife today. But when was I ever. Working in the yards, I always had grime and oil on my face and hair. My father used to call me "Sunspots" because of the way that grease stained my blonde hair. I straightened my grey one-piece jumpsuit.
"Where are you?" I asked.
"I'm standing right behind you."
I turned around to see a large, rectangular blue box. I walked towards it.
"Are you inside of that box?"
The doors opened, and I entered.