hey peeps! Hows it goin? anyhoo, here's the next chappie, it's not the longest one, in fact it's very short, but, I had to hurry.
Anakinluver/ Gamgeesgirl/ Jedigurl: waves excitedly here I am! Hi! like the story?
sorry everyone, just talking to someone I know. but anyhoo, yeah. Enjoy!
-Monty Python/ King of the Dead-
Chapter 4: Is it?
The emergency doors swiftly slammed shut just as Ovaltine was about to let go. Anaking wrestled his hair out of Mopy's grasp and shot him a look of contempt. He cracked his jaw, twisted his neck which let out a loud pop, and began to drive the large ship. He pressed some buttons and cranked an oversized dial. "JUST SET IT AND FORGET IT!" he snickered, clapping his hands gleefully.
Mopy sat down in a plush office chair and spun it around. "Hey, this is pretty spiffy!" he exclaimed spinning faster.
"Is it?" said Anaking mildly.
"So young Smoopywhopper," (sorry peeps, I spelled it wrong in the second chapter) "How do you know how to fly a starship as great as this?" asked Ovaltine wobbling to a seat.
"I took advanced ship-flying courses at Pale College," said Anaking airily, hitting a few random buttons for no apparent reason.
Mopy was not impressed. Pale College did not come CLOSE to the academic level of the college to which HE had gone. Smartvard College ranked the highest in Mopy's view.
"Oh yes," continued Anaking, his ego rising by one hundred and twenty-seven percent, "And I was in the top one hundred of my class," he said proudly.
"That's because there were ONLY one hundred in his class, and he was number ninety-nine!" sniggered Mopy Khan.
Anaking would not let Mopy ruin his moment to shine. "And then," he resumed, "I won the golden carrot for tactical maneuvers," he boasted, proudly throwing his chest out.
"HEE HEE!" Mopy let out a guffaw, "The GOLDEN CARROT! HAHAHAHAHA! Don't you realize that they were making FUN of you?" he almost felt sorry for Anaking, for he was so incredibly stupid.
What all of them had failed to notice was that the ship had broken in half, and they were coming in for a crash landing on Floorescant.
Anaking was busily tackling Mopy Khan, and Ovaltine was on the phone ordering a triple fudge macchiato.
"STARMEGABUCKS IS THE BEEEEEST!" cried Ovaltine dancing wildly and clapping his heels together. He forgot about his arthritis and felt a sudden popping sensation in his kneecaps.
Arfoo beeped loudly and zapped Mopy on the rear. "OW!" shrieked Mopy, pushing Ani off.
They all looked out the window and saw they were speeding towards Floorescant at a bazillion miles an hour. "AAAAAUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGHHHHH!" Mopy and Ovaltine screamed, clutching to eachother. "Eeew, gross-out, mon," said Ani looking at the two with disgust. "YAY!" he giggled staring at the fast-approaching ground, "I need, SPEEEED! Faster and FASTER!" he sang, high-pitched and very screechy.
The large ship hurtled to the ground and landed one someone's front lawn in the outskirts of the city of Floorescant.
Anaking skipped cheerily out and hopped over to a passing ice cream truck. "Gimme a triple double scoop of pink cherry delight, and another triple double scoop of Plastyyyk swirl," he ordered, slamming his fist on the counter, and gazing annoyingly about. "Oh, and put hot sauce and almond chocolate chunks with light pastel rainbow sprinkles, not solid colors, mind, PASTEL! On top of both," he remembered jabbing a skinny finger at the fat, bewildered ice cream man.
Mopy grabbed Ani's arm and attempted to pull his padawan away, which he did, but Ani lingered until he obtained his two ice creams.
Mopy looked at the enormous ice creams Anaking was furiously licking, "Aw, geez Ani," he sighed as the ice cream dribbled down Ani's arm, "That is enough ice cream to last a YEAR!" he cried, waving his arms dramatically.
"Is it?" said Anaking mildly.