Chapter Foh - Darth Untitled isn't used to cutting doors.

It was around this time that the story ceased to progress.

Allow me to explain; after the fourth chapter and sometime before the fifth, the author had no clue what to write next. So, because of this, he then decided to dedicate this section of the chapter to explaining why the story ceased to progress. Of course, the story continued anyway because that's how it works. But the author still had no clue what to write, so he made a star destroyer from Star Wars come out of hyperspace right above Isla Nublar.

Delta, as she sat in her seat staring out of Pizza Hut's window, cocked her head in surprise as a shadow suddenly appeared, shrouding the jungle outside in darkness. It was far too quick and large to be a cloud, so this confused her. For some reason. I mean, this stuff happened all of the time. How was it any different now?

"Blue, why's there a big shadow out there?" she asked, pointing out of the window.

Blue paused in devouring her pizza slice and blinked. "My question for you is why does the size of the shadow matter? Are you being prejudice towards shadows?"

"What? No!" Delta said. "I'm just genuinely curious about why-"

Blue interrupted, "You're categorizing shadows. You shouldn't do that, Delta! It's extremely offensive to shadows!"

"I know, right? It's so rude!" said a new voice. Delta turned and saw a shadow sitting at the table opposite from the two raptors. It shook its head. "I mean, people can't just-"

"HOLY CRUD, THAT IS ONE UGLY-BUTT SHADOW!" shrieked the waitress as she slithered about the restaurant.

Blue promptly devoured her.

Suddenly, the windows smashed in a massively small explosion, and the raptors were flung across the room. Delta's head spun as the shadow stood from its seat and ran to help. Before it could reach them, however, the ceiling shuddered above its head and came crashing down atop of it. Through the hole in the ceiling, Delta could see the massive figure of a star destroyer from Star Wars. She stood to her feet. Undoubtedly, this was the owner of the massive shadow that had previously shrouded the jungle in darkness.

Blue stood up beside her. "Huh, it's like a fandom crossover or something. Cool."

Delta's eyes widened as she spotted a squadron of TIE Fighters come hailing towards them, laserguns firing. She grabbed Blue's claw and the two sisters bolted for the entryway doors. All of the parrots have fled already. They had obviously forgotten about their 'prisoners'. But as the raptors headed towards the doors, a TIE fighter crashed right atop the glass doorway simply for plot purposes. Delta gasped. They were trapped. Just when things were starting to look grim, an ostrich leapt from behind the counter, its entire body a painfully blue colour, like a computer's 'blue screen of death'. It motioned for Blue and Delta to follow it into the backroom. Knowing there was no other way out, the two sisters did just that. Inside the kitchen, they saw something. Except it wasn't there, but instead replaced by a physical form of an invisible object that was actually non-existent. There was also a buncha kitchen supplies like ovens n' stuff. I mentioned that just in case you assumed the interior was that of a chemical factory.

Delta's phone suddenly did that little 'bling!' thing, like when you get a notification, u kno? Delta blinked and pulled her phone from her pocket. It read, 'New message from ur boy'. Delta was puzzled. She tapped the message to read it, and even though the restaurant was blowing up around her she felt no fear because she felt no fear.

"hallo homi its ur boy ostrish btw i thot u shold kno im a turdle" said the text message. Delta glanced up, confused, and saw the ostrich. Only it was a frog riding a unicycle now.

Blue said, "Ugh..."

"What, did you expect any less?" asked Delta.

"I didn't," replied Blue. "I'm just annoyed because it's obvious that the author is struggling to write random things."

Delta shrugged. "Well, he hasn't written randomness in a while." she protested.

Blue said, "Okay, shutup, this is turning into a pointless buncha sentences that the author is writing just to buy himself time, and it's making him look desperate."

Delta's phone did that notification thing again, and she glanced at the screen.

'hay homiey just so u kno ders a big spaseship out side so mabe we shold b quik ?'

Delta glanced at the frog (that was an ostrich again because shut up), who was pointing desperately towards the exit door. Delta nodded, and they all ran towards the big metal door with the words 'EXIT LOL' above it. Before they could reach it, however, a lightgoldenrodyellow-coloured lightsaber blade cut straight through it. The wielder of the saber then began to cut through the door.

"o noes" said the ostrich's text message.

"Careful," said Blue, taking a step back. "Whoever's on the other side of that door might trip on one of us upon entering, and the last thing we want is for someone to get hurt."

The cutting paused. "Safety first, kids." said a muffled voice on the other side of the door. Then the cutting resumed.

Minutes passed, and the mysterious person was still cutting through the door, and everyone was fairly bored as they sat around, waiting, the building still shuddering around them. Delta groaned. "How much longer will it take, presumably?" she asked the unimaginably dangerous and scary sith at the other side of the door.

"Sorry, this is my first day on the job," apologized the extremely frightening sith lord that you don't want to confront, believe me. (He's too scary and stuff.) "I've only ever cut doors in Sith Training, and those were-" He grunted. "-purely plastic."

Delta blinked. "Why are you here, then?"

"The Empire was short on sith, and I was the only one available," explained the sith. "And I just woke up, too, so you know I'm really 'in the zone'."

"Huh," said Delta. "Well, did you try-"

"Quiet, Delta," snapped Blue impatiently. "The more you talk, the slower he cuts."

"Sorry."

Finally, the lightgoldenrodyellow lightsaber finally finished cutting the door, and a circular hole was now cut through the metal.

"About stinkin' time!" exclaimed the sith. He stepped through the hole in the door, and the raptors could finally get a good look at the terrifying fellow. He looked exactly like Darth Vader, which surprised Delta. "Howdy, fellas," he said. "I am Darth Untitled, the most meanest ever. Glad to be at your service."

Delta tipped her hat, which she had acquired since shut up. "It's a pleasure." she said, blushing.

Suddenly, the sith paused mid-stride and pulled his phone from his pocket. "Who's 'ur boy'?" he asked, glancing at the screen.

Delta and Blue both pointed to the ostrich at the same time. The young lad squawked innocently in a tone that suggested he wished for immediate genocide. Blue reached over and grabbed Darth Untitled's phone, reading the text message out loud.

"hawdy so ya um whye are u look liek dart vador" she read.

"Oh, that. Yeah, blame the author for not caring a rat's butt about what I look like," replied Darth Untitled. "He couldn't be bothered to give me an appearance, and this was the default sith, so that's what was chosen."

"Sad."

"Yeah."

Silence ensued. An incredibly awkward silence, in which the only sound was the muffled rumbling of explosions outside, and the constant squeaking of the ostrich (who was now a frog again) as it rode its unicycle around the kitchen.

"Oh yeah, that's what I'm here to do," said Untitled suddenly. "Erm, I'm supposed to kidnap you. So, uh, you're under arrest." He lifted his lightsaber in an incredibly laterigrade way. "So, come on...if you want you."

"Ho, hum," said Blue with a shrug. "Let's go...I guess."

"Yeah," grunted Delta flatly. "I mean, not to make this seem monotonous or anything, but this is as dull as dishwater."

Darth Untitled cried blandly.

The ostrich reached forward and grabbed the door knob of the exit, turning it. It became, suddenly and terrifyingly, ajar. And then, as they left through the door into the wilderness, Darth Untitled trying desperately to not be uninteresting, the door became an intensely mundane tomato patch.

"Doesn't it feel like the author is struggling to write random things in this chapter?" Delta whispered to Blue as Darth Untitled led them through the trees towards his lima bean-shaped space ship.

"Shhhhh," Blue snapped. "You'll make him seem violently irrelevant."

Delta blinked. Thankfully, she blinked several more times afterward. But then she blinked once more, which brought the soil underfoot great sorrow.

"Welp, if you could just waltz right into the ship, that would be great." said Darth Untitled, hopping into the driver's seat.

"I call shotgun!" shouted Delta, darting towards the lima bean-shaped ship. She threw open the door and sat inside, next to Darth Untitled. Inside, the ship looked just like the interior of your standard car, only it was constantly laughing. In excitement, she accidentally touched Untitled's hand with her own. They both blushed in unison. "Sorry." mumbled Delta.

Blue hopped into the car also. And then the chapter ended abruptly, where it would transition into the next chapter shortly after.