Finally guys, for the first time since this story was deleted, we get new content! This took a very long time to write, by the way. And this is very important to the plot, no more 'just laughs' now. Well yes, this is a comedy, but not a plotless one. Anyway, who noticed the change in my profile pic? Star Wars KISS? I don't think I've ever seen so much awesome in one image. I went to see a KISS concert on Thursday, and by Christ it was amazing. "I, wanna rock and roll all nite..." Okay I shut up now.

EsmeAmelia: Huh, was it that obvious? This isn't Mara Jade as we know her, this is a bit of a different sort of character. And I don't know anything about Spiderman. I fixed that spelling mistake.

Not a Guest 22: You sir, have a fuckin' awesome username. I don't know why I like it so much. Probably because I get all these 'Guest' reviews. Glad you liked the bullets thing, you'll see how that impacts later on.

Scarstorm2000: MJ will be awesome...Isn't a Mary Sue where you put yourself in a story, and make your character have a relationship with a main original one? JJZ would never commit a crime like that. Especially to Star Wars.

That nerd next Door: What gave you that impression?

Haradion: Yes, Han always shoots first and that's what you should think, despite what Lucas wants (Making GREEDO shoot first) Plot getting' kicked off shortly.

Cheers: JJZ-109


CHAPTER 7. WELCOME TO THE PARTY, PAL

Luke shot Han a funny look. More like, happy you, happy life. Luke thought and shook his head as he walked. Han shrugged, and took a look at the singular sun setting over Orlando. Despite all the pain the planet had caused them, there was no denying it's natural beauty. He then slowly lowered his gaze back onto the Millennium Falcon; crudely parked across thirty spaces. He paid the angry looking Leia no attention and looked over his most prized possession, making sure no damage had been done to it (even though Han recognized the locals around here were harmless). He made out a series of parking tickets stuck to the cockpit glass.

Luke and Han walked over to Leia, who was leaning against the Falcon tiredly and had had frustration etched onto her face. Luke stopped in front of her and folded his arms, before looking at Han as if he was the one meant to say something. Leia was actually first to speak.

"Who are you trying to be, Han?" She raised an eyebrow.

"Thank your brother for that. I just got out the shower. Now what was so damn important?" Han took off his brown Fedora hat and looker her in the eyes.

"Well...things didn't exactly go..." Han gently put a finger on her lips to silence her.

"I get it...Don't worry. I knew that would happen. Was that what all that blaster-racket was about?" Han smirked and Leia struggled to stop herself from doing the same.

"Taught them how to dance like how we do in our end of the galaxy." Leia said proudly, before letting out the smile that the ever-so-charming Han Solo induced.

"That's my girl! Shoot higher next time..." Han chuckled, and Luke frowned at the both of them. Leia snapped out of it and cleared her throat.

"Anyway, that's not what I wanted to talk about." Han and Luke both looked back at her. "I wanted to warn you...Because of that incident, it made me their new enemy. And they plan to get to me by getting to you two." Leia told them, and Han rolled his eyes.

"Don't take me for a fool Han, knowing you-" Leia started to get angry, but Han held up a hand.

"I promise you I won't have any of it. Okay? Their looks may be all right, but those personalities..." Han shuddered at the thought. It made Leia relax a little.

"If all that's wrong is you being jealous-"

"Jealous? I'm not jealous!" Leia argued.

"Whatever sweetheart. Now do we have permission to-"

"NO!" The interruption came from Luke this time.

"We belong to the Walt Disney Corporation now, and I'm sick of you guys complaining about it like a bunch of spoilt children. We live here now, so I suggest you guys begin learning to like it." Luke had kept his irritation hidden for long enough, and was letting it out.

"Tonight onwards...we start fresh. And you..." He turned to face just Han. "...will put that away." He snatched Han's pistol away from him and clipped it onto his belt.

"And you learn to manage your temper. Anger is the path to the dark-side." Luke scolded Leia, who nodded. She still somehow hadn't let that message sink in despite what Luke had taught.

"No picking fights tonight. This is our home, and until Lucas kicks the bucket we're all stuck here." Luke paced in front of them as he spoke. "We are going to go to his welcome party, and we are going to behave...All of us."

Luke's eyes danced between them as he looked his sister and best friend over, who he would never have thought he would be talking to like this. It had been a rough few days for them, sure. But now there was no more excuses. They nodded at him, and he exhaled deeply, before nodding himself. He then started walking back towards the park in silence. Leia and Han followed him, a bit more calmed down now.

"Anyway, where's Chewie?" Han asked, breaking the quiet.

"I thought he was with you." Leia replied.

"He was, then he said he was coming here to check on the Falcon." Han bit his lip.

"Great." Luke exclaimed and shook his head.

"Anyway, when's the rest of our stuff getting here?" Han asked, trying not to worry about Chewie.

"Tomorrow. A few more of the guys are coming as well as...some equipment." Luke told him, his voice trailing off a little.

"Like what sort of equipment?"

"Uh...My T-65 for starters." Luke muttered. Han rolled his eyes. Odds were that Mickey or Iger would make him do X-Wing rides for kids of something like that.

"What do you need that for?"

"It's my ride." Luke said and winked.

They walked on, chatting amongst themselves as they made their way to the Disney function center. Luke felt oddly disconnected from the force on this planet, and it made him feel very uncomfortable. The future was cloudy and difficult to foresee, but he couldn't help but have a funny feeling. What were those projectile weapons the guards had shot at them before? They weren't blasters, they seemed ten times more deadly and accurate. And Lightsabers provided little protection from them, which made him feel uneasy. But he was in Disney World however, how often would he have to fight? Supposing Han kept a lid on his temper at least.

They entered the Function Center, and progressed down the dimly lit corridor. It was unusually silent, but for some reason Luke sensed the presence of several beings. Their footsteps echoed down the hallway as they walked, until they reached the place that Mickey had told them to be at; Room 4. Luke peered through the little plastic window on the door, but saw nothing but blackness. He turned to his companions and shrugged.

"Doesn't look like anyone's home." Han commented, but Luke shook his head.

"Oh no, there's plenty of people here alright. I can sense them."

"Sounds like you just foiled a surprise party." Han muttered, and Luke slowly pushed open the door.

A long crack of light from the hallway swept across the immense floor, illuminating nothing but tiles. The door then slammed shut behind them, and the noise echoed through the huge, pitch black space. All three of them stood in the darkness dumbly for a second, before Luke's fingers stirred. He could sense presences all around him...

He raised a hand, and instantly, as if his hand were a magnet, the lightsaber soared into his grip and he didn't hesitate in pressing the ignition. Its hum echoed loudly again, and the green blade illuminated a large portion of the room, giving off an eerie green glow. The new light illuminated several faces around them, and suddenly the light was flicked on, now that their cover had been blown.

"SURPRISE!"

Luke shielded his eyes from the sudden light and retracted the Lightsaber's blade. When he opened his eyes, colorful confetti fell everywhere and he saw hundreds of characters, of all shapes, sizes, colors and species, cheering. There were several neat white tables set up, streamers lined the wall balloons were up against the ceiling. At the back, a large white banner hung up against the wall, and a huge message was written on it in the yellow Star Wars font.

WELCOME, LUCASFILM!

Han whispered in Luke's ear.

"Reckon they threw the same party for Marvel?" Luke shrugged, and soon the three of them were consumed by the crowd of Disney characters welcoming them.

"Welcome to Disney people!"

"You're gonna love it here!"

"You gotta tell me about the time you fought..."

"Ah, Skywalker/Solo/Organa, massive fan of yours and..."

"Is it true that..."

"Welcome to the party!"

They were barraged with a series of a recurring welcoming comments and questions before they had even walked a meter. They were soon completely overwhelmed by their crowd of 'friends' and Luke had to gently force push an opening in front of them to walk through. They soon split up as they walked, and Leia soon found herself in conversation with several more of the Disney ladies, and true to what she had promised Luke, she behaved. These girls were a bit more her type anyway, despite the rest of the differences. Mulan (Chinese Soldier), Rapunzel (Fighting princess, like her) and Nala (A lion, but a fighter nonetheless) seemed like more decent people.

Han meanwhile was backpedaling towards the bar, while a crowd followed him. He soon felt himself back into something smooth and leathery...He turned around to face a huge python snake, and trembled. It was Kaa from the Jungle book.

"Welcome Ssssolo." Kaa hissed.

"Snakes...why'd it have to be snakes?" Han whined and moved away as quickly as he could. Since he was young, snakes had been the only things that had terrified him.

He eventually made it to the bar as the crowd around him started to disperse. He wiped the sweat from his forehead as he took a seat, and ordered a beer. He repositioned himself on the barstool a little, to feel himself brush up against something fuzzy...

"Chewie?" Han turned around to look at whoever it was.

What had Chewie done to himself? His fur was now completely blue, with purple polkadots all over it. Han raised an eyebrow and took off his hat to see him clearer. At least he had found him.

"Chewie? What have you done to your hair? It looks like you lost a paintball fight, then went to a Lady Gaga concert."

"Excuse me?" Han recoiled in surprise as the Wookie spoke English.

He looked him over. It wasn't Chewie, or a Wookie at all. What the hell was it? Han shook his head and returned to his drink.

"Sorry, mistook you for somebody else." Han murmured angrily.

"Oh...Anyway, Name's Sully." The creature introduced himself.

"Solo. Han Solo."

Meanwhile, the crowd had dispersed now and everyone began mingling normally or just helping themselves to some of the food or drinks on offer. Mickey, who had been observing the whole time, walked up onto the stage and cleared his throat into the microphone. Slowly the chatter died down.

"Hiya everyone! I just wanted to welcome you all here tonight, as we welcome the characters from the beloved franchise Star Wars in with open arms."

"And legs!" Han jeered out, sparking a host of laughs from the men there. Mickey scowled at him. He was proving more of a problem than the villains.

"Anyway, let's get this party started! Playing for you now is the Disney Blues Band!" A group wearing black tuxedos then made their way onto the stage, and was met with applause. They then commenced playing a medium paced song to set the atmosphere.

Luke shook his head at Han, who was still recovering from his laughter. He took a seat at a table, and waved off any people that wanted his attention. He politely took a glass of champagne from a waiter and took a sip, enjoying the mood around him. He turned his head to the back of the room, where nobody really stood, the see the force apparitions of Obi-Wan Kenobi, Yoda and Anakin Skywalker tapping their feet in time with the music, and/or snapping their fingers. Luke shook his head.

"Aren't you meant to be alive now?" He communicated with them through the force.

The apparition of Anakin bit his lip, before fading away.

"Trust me, this music isn't that great. I could do better." He continued to Obi-Wan and Yoda.

"Play then, why don't you? If so confident of your musical skills, you are." Yoda challenged him.

"You underestimate my power." Luke replied with a grin, and stood up, waiting for the song to finish.

He then jogged up to the stage and walked on, just as the lead vocalist was announcing the next song. Luke snatched the microphone away from him, as well as the guitar.

"Alright folk...coming up next is-"

"Okay enough of that people, LS here..." Instantly several heads snapped around to see the stage.

"I wanted to play you guys a classic from where we come from. Hope you enjoy it." Luke said and the characters burst into chatter, as Luke turned around to the band.

"Okay guys this is a Jazz riff, watch me for the changes and try to keep up." Luke told them and they exchanged glances.

Luke quickly adjusted the tuning on the Gibson Les Paul guitar and then turned to the crowd. All of a sudden, his fingers danced across the strings, and played a tune familiar to everyone there, in a style never heard before. He was playing the Cantina Band theme, in a metal style. People immediately started nodding their heads to the beat and caught on quickly.

Soon people started clapping in time with the beat in unison, and a half-drunken Han Solo jumped on top of the bar and started shuffling with the music. Now we're talking! C-3PO then found his way on stage and started dancing as well, doing the robot, making people scream even louder. The whole of the convention room now had their attention turned to the stage, and were chanting/clapping/dancing. Some even formed a mosh pit at the bottom of the stage and flashed the Rock hand gesture at Luke.

Luke then finished main part of the song, before sliding onto his knees and into a frenzied solo. His fingers danced across the frets at an unnatural rate people started screaming again. Luke then got to his feet and used the force to make the guitar float across the stage without him moving. He then used the force to play the guitar from that distance, triggering a deafening host of screams. He looked back at the audience with his tongue out as he did so, jabbing his fingers forwards and backwards as he played the instrument from 20 feet away. The guitar then flew back into his grip and played the chorus one more time before striking the guitar hard, to signify the end of the song.

The characters screamed their approval and several pairs of underwear or flowers were thrown at him by some of the princesses. He bowed, before returning the instrument back to its owner.

The crowd then moved back to whatever it was doing beforehand, and Luke met Leia at the bottom of the stage.

"Wow...So that's what the Jedi teach you?"

"Nope. Mos Eisley Rock Club, sister." Luke cracked his knuckled before returning to his normal self.

A few drinks later...

A now completely drunk Han Solo sat in the center of a group, all listening to him. Around him were Flynn Rider, Jack Sparrow, Sheriff Woody and Buzz Lightyear. He sipped on yet another drink as he told stories of his life.

"A-and then she said she l-love me...a-and you know w-what I said?"

"What?" They all asked intently.

"I-I know." The Disney badasses burst into laughs and/or jeers.

"Ooh man, that's how you piss her off!"

"I know r-right?"

Leia watched him angrily and shook her head. At least he was getting on with them. She was about to return to her conversation when...BANG!

Everyone in the party room swung around in unison. The emergency exit doors had been blown down, and through the smoke two dark figures appeared; Vader and Palpatine.

(Imperial March Theme)

They weren't alone. The Emperor had one arm around Cruella De Vil, and the other around Maleficent. Many others then followed them through the door. A black-maned lion, a man in a black Arabic tunic, a man in a red captain's uniform, a French Hunter and several others followed them through. Luke just rolled his eyes, but most of the Disney characters gasped.

They seemed to submit as the villains shoved their way through to the front. They then replaced the music with Michael Jackson's Bad and Luke turned to a man standing behind him, who turned out to be Hercules.

"What's the big deal?"

"They're villains. Extremely dangerous. Almost brought their particular world to an end in a few instances, and some even succeeded. They normally aren't allowed to come to these sort of events..." Hercules told him.

"Just stay out of the way and it should be fine." Luke told him, using his knowledge of Vader and the Emperor.

C-3PO then chimed in from the back.

"If you don't mind me saying so Master Luke, but I cannot see why everyone is so alarmed. Every single character before you has been defeated by somebody in this room. I do not recognize any threat from them, especially considering the comic nature of Disney villains..." 3PO said aloud, making several villain's heads snap around to face him.

R2-D2 let out a series of cautious beeps, but C-3PO turned to him.

"Now, now Artoo, we are perfectly safe here. They cannot harm us." 3PO proclaimed out loud, triggering more gasps. Hades stepped forward.

"Is that so Goldenrod? We could take any of you people here, ANY OF YOU!" He challenged out loud, causing more nervous murmurs.

"Can it flame-head. You all lost hands down. And besides, we've beat you before and we'll do it again." Aladdin retorted.

"Try it..."

"F-for once I a-actually agree with 3PO, them villains c-can't beat us..." Han said confidently, and smashed his bottle down on the bar-top.

"You would be wise to silence yourself Solo." Vader threatened. Han made a sarcastic scared face.

"Really? Go on Ani, fight me." Han walked over and cracked his knuckles.

That was all it took. Nobody called Vader 'Ani' and lived to tell the tale. Vader ignited his lightsaber and swung at Han, but Luke was there in the blink of an eye and blocked the blow with his own green blade. The room then burst into chaos. Tables were flipped over, and angered cries rang out as the full blown brawl started.

Peter Pan and Captain Hook dueled with blades not too far from Vader and Luke, whose ever-so-destructive lightsabers made a mess of the place around them. Aladdin sparred with Jafar atop the bar, and many of the other villains just found themselves in one huge punch-up or wrestle in the middle of the room.

Simba and Scar lashed at each other in the corner, tearing up curtains and tablecloths with their razor-sharp claws. Meanwhile, Han found himself being backed into a corner by a trio of hyenas. They laughed maniacally as they readied themselves to pounce. He patted his blaster holster, only to remember that Luke had taken his weapon. Now what?

"SOLO, HERE!" Woody cried out and tossed Han something- a weapon. A whip. Thank the force you're a cowboy.

Han then turned to face the hyenas with his new weapon, and snarled. WHA-CRACK! He swung the whip and caught Ed on the behind. He yelped and as one, the hyenas started retreating. WHA-CRACK! Han started to get the hang of the weapon he used, knocking weapons out of people's hands and forcing them to get out of its range.

Meanwhile, the Emperor watched on contently. He watched the brawl as it unfolded, and admired the anger, the fear, the hatred before him. The dark side was strong with those he had gathered.

"HEY! CUT IT OUT NOW!" All of a sudden everyone stopped, whatever punch they were about to throw, or whatever weapon they were about to fire or use was lowered. In the middle of the room was an enraged Mickey, who was panting from his burst of rage.

"I cannot believe you people! This was meant to be a fun night for all, and instead...THIS!" Mickey raged, but quickly realized that what he was doing was improper for a person like himself. He composed himself and continued scolding, a little more coolly.

"I want all of you to clean the general mess up, and then return to your homes at once." Mickey ordered them, his lip still trembling with rage.

"I can sense your anger mouse...do not channel it, let it flow through you..." The Emperor was disappointed that what he created had been stopped, but he realized Mickey's potential.

"You have hate and anger, but you bury them in favor of-"

"SILENCE! Now return home." Mickey snapped at him.

Groans broke out from the crowd and they roughly put the place back together. Luke retracted his lightsaber blade and shook his head. That did not need to happen.


Shiiieeettt that was long. Hope you enjoyed and had a laugh. Lets try and restore this story's former glory, eh? Get the review avg back up to 8.

This has been JJZ-109, and as always...Have a nice day.