Up in the blimp, Pepe and T-Train watched the games with glee. The charts were through the roof, as viewers tweeted, texted, commented, and telegraphed about the games.

Pepe licked his lips, watching in anticipation as Chewbacca crept through a chocolate swamp.

"Zoom in on this guy... He's up to something good," Pepe told one of the tech guys.

The camera slowly zoomed in, and suddenly "Chewbacca" turned around.

Pepe almost had a heart attack at the sight of Dwight Schrute's face filling the screen.

"WHAT IS THIS!?" Pepe cried out, with T-Train shaking his head and shrugging.

Somehow, Dwight knew the cameras were on him. All of his time on "The Office" must have given him a sense for this stuff.

He said, "Did I love Chewbacca as a child? Yes. Was I going to let that get in the way of killing him for his pelt? Of course not. We Schrutes are machines. We don't let anything get in our way."

Pepe said, "Wow. This guy's hardcore."

Far below the blimp, Dwight heard movement in the distance. Slowly, he kneeled into the swamp, mixing in with the chocolate mush. He crept forward, pulling a pair of binoculars from what was once Chewbacca's belt.

A few hundred meters ahead, Robocop and Terminator were heading his way.

Dwight pulled another device from his pocket, and moved in. When he was close to the robots, he tossed it.

Robocop and Terminator were in the middle of discussing their preferred oil brand when a grenade plunked into the liquid chocolate in front of them. It exploded, creating a blast of chocolatey flavor.

Dwight rushed forward, a combat knife in his hand. Time to finish these chumps the Schrute way.

Robocop's head floated in the water, his body missing. Dwight splashed over to it, and picked it up.

"PUT ME DOWN. I REPEAT: PUT ME DOWN!" he shouted.

"That's precisely what I plan to do," Dwight replied. He placed a small object with a glowing red light on the back of the head, and looked for Terminator.

The Terminator rose from the muck. Much of his skin had been blown off by the grenade, revealing the mechanical material that lie within. Before he could even think of a plan, he saw Robocop's emotionless face flying towards him.

"Ah. Look out," Robocop said lamely.

But it was too late. The head slammed into Terminator, and Dwight slammed his thumb down on a remote in his hand.

Yet another chocolatey explosion filled the swamp, this one much larger than the last.

Chocolate rained down on Dwight, and he smiled wickedly.

But Terminator wasn't done yet. He stood up yet again, this time with only one arm and one of the red lights that served as an eyeball hanging out over his cheek. It dangled with each enraged step he took.

He then charged at Dwight, who was not fast enough.

Terminator pinned Dwight against a chocolate tree, his fingers slowly closing on the salesman's neck.

"Hasta la vista..."

Out of nowhere, Bigfoot swung in on a chocolate twizzler. He dismounted gracefully, and slammed his fist into Terminator's face.

Terminator collided with a chocolate tree some meters away, and he smashed right through the trunk, leveling the whole thing.

Bigfoot was ticked off. Teeth bared, he dove for the machine.

Terminator yelled out, raising a fully exposed robot limb. The sasquatch grabbed it, and ripped him from the chocolate trunk he had been wedged into.

Sasquatch then gripped Terminator's head, and ripped it clean off in a shower of sparks. The beast roared triumphantly, and tossed the remains into the swamp. Bigfoot waded over to Dwight.

Dwight's eyes were wide in disbelief of what he had just seen. He rubbed the now raw skin of his neck, but the pain of Terminator's attack was gone. All he could focus on was the fact that Big Foot had just saved his life.

Big Foot kneeled before Dwight, and then it all made sense.

"You... You think I'm Chewbacca, don't you?" Dwight chuckled.

Big Foot pulled a collector's edition Star Wars Episode IV poster from his pocket, along with a sharpie.

Dwight grinned, and said, "This will give me an excellent advantage."

He took the sharpie, and signed, "Dwight K. Schrute."

Big Foot looked at it, and frowned. He roared out, the sound of pure rage eminating from his jaw.

"Oh... OH NO!" Dwight yelled.

Big Foot saw through the disguise, and picked up Dwight. What happened next was not pleasant, but would stay with the viewers for life.