Wow! CC37 already! It seems like just yesterday I was posting CC33...

Oh wait. I WAS! Darn you, (). Don't even think of complaining. Seriously! I wrote a total of just below 1500 words last night. IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT.

Sorry, I get a bit grouchy when I'm tired. So, CC37 is a big battle scene. Sort of. Yeah, it's short. Deal with it.

Tenko gritted her teeth and whirled on her heel, then flipped over so that she was behind Vader. He stabbed, she parried. Parry, block. THERE! STAB! STABBITY STAB STAB STAB! Step back. Cut. Thrust. Block. Duck. Cut. Reload. Spin. Step. Step. STAB! Throttle. Shove.

Over in their corner, Luke and Paco had enough of Vader and Tenko's fighting. Luke, with his foolish hero complex, grabbed his sabre and stepped inbetween the two to stop the next cut (and singing off the top of his hair in the process) as Paco yelled-

"ENOUGH! We're trying to stick to cannon here, people! Seriously! At this rate, we'll never get to the end of Return of the Jedi. This is way off schedule. The emperor should be coming in any minute no-"

He was interrupted by a very familiar

Da, Da, Da, Da-Da-Da, Da-Da-Da! Da, Da, Da, Da Da Da, Da, Da Da.

And the emperor walked in.

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"Hey, Mr. Emperor? Can you try that again? I think you missed a note."

Location: Back down on Endor

Carys and Sean sat and looked around them. The once filled-with-stormtroopers area was now totally empty. All cause Sean had pretended to beat Tenko in a fight. Seriously, how scary was Tenko, anyways? Carys asked that aloud.

Sean looked at her sideways from where he was drawing in the dirt. "That's because even though you aren't the closest of chums, you and Tenko are friends. To anyone else, she's just plain scary. Did you see how many stormtroopers she took out while leaving the Death Star?"

Oh well- it didn't matter. They would just stay there till the battle was over and the heroes came back down.

But there was an asterix to that. Because Sean and Carys were joined by the New Great King of Endor and Ewoks. He was singing softly, and had been doing so ever since Carys let him out of her backpack, where he had been trapped ever since Hoth.

"5 million 620 thousand 384 bottles of beer on the wall! 5 million 620 thousand 384 bottles of beer on the wall!"

You might be on a totally different planet, but some things will never, ever change.