'This tastes awful,' commented Han.
'It's worse than Lando's cooking,' said Luke.
'I don't think I'll be able to digest it,' Leia said.
'Just about the worst thing I ever had,' Lando said.
'How'd you like my cooking?' asked a rather self-satisfied Darren.
'Horrible,' said Luke, rather frankly.
Darren looked hurt. He had made baked beans on toast for everyone and couldn't believe that they didn't like it.
'How about being grateful to Daz for making breakfast for you'll. Or would you'll rather have starved?' asked Daniel, rather angry.
'Look, we're not saying that his cooking is horrible we're just saying that the food ain't what we eat,' Han said.
'But you just said that his cooking was horrible...' Daniel began to say.
'I was just trying to be helpful. If I hadn't made it, you all wouldn't have had anything to eat. I doubt you'll can cook our food. You'll don't even know what the ingredients are,' said Darren, sounding very hurt.
'Will you'll please stop screaming. I'm sorry if I hurt your feelings, Darren. I really didn't mean to. I was only saying...' Luke began.
'You were only saying his cooking is bad,' yelled Daniel.
So, an argument ensued. Everyone screamed at everyone. Han and Daniel were close enough to bashing each other's faces in. They were interrupted by a knock on the door.
Darren went to answer it. It was the strange old man from the night before. He had an eerie smile on his face and his eyes were glittering. He looked up at Darren from the first step.
'How was your night?' he asked, without stepping into the house.
'Oh, fine. It was very comfortable,' said Darren.
'Good. Good! I'm so glad you liked it.' So saying, the man turned to go.
'Hey wait! What's your fee? I mean rent?' Darren asked and ran after him. Darren saw him turn the corner but when he followed the man was gone.
Vanished without a trace! Out of sight in the matter of seconds!
Darren went back inside the mansion and into the kitchen. The Star Wars heroes were putting the dishes away and Daniel was nowhere in sight.
'Where's Dan?'
'Upstairs, I think,' said Lando. He put the six glasses back into the cupboard.
Suddenly they heard music. Eerie, yet beautiful music! Someone was playing the piano.
'What's that?' Leia asked.
'The piano. Dan must be playing it. I thought you said he went upstairs?' Darren said.
'I said that I thought he'd gone upstairs,' Lando defended himself. Somehow Darren and Daniel just didn't seem to get along with this lot.
'Fine! Fine! Have it your way!' So saying, Darren stomped out of the kitchen. He couldn't understand how he had misjudged the characters' nature. Weren't they supposed to be really kind people? Really friendly? They sure didn't seem to be!
'The man is a pain!' Han exclaimed as soon as Darren was out of sight.
'I agree, Han. He does appear to be rather a… I can't find a word to describe him, actually,' said Luke.
'As far as I remember, we were on a vacation on Corellia. So what are we doing in some strange mansion with two strange men?' Leia asked.
'I just realised that we don't even know what planet we're on! In fact, which year is this?' Lando asked.
Luke cocked his head to one side. He appeared to be concentrating on something. He looked up at his friends.
'From what I read from their minds, we are on planet Earth in the Solar System. This is the Milky Way galaxy. It is the year 2000!'
'WWWWWWWWWHHHHHHHHHAAAAATTTTTTTTT?' Luke covered his ears to protect them from the loud exclamation of his friends. Two heads suddenly appeared at the doorway.
'Is everyone all right?' Daniel asked very softly.
Han, Leia and Lando just stared at them dumbfounded. They couldn't figure out what had happened. There was no rational explanation for this. Time travel was something that wasn't even fiction in the galaxy that they lived in.
'Everything is fine, Darren and Daniel. There is no need for you to worry. Nothing that concerns you.' Luke smiled at them. They shrugged and went back upstairs.
'I wonder what they screamed about. Really loud people. My ears are throbbing,' Daniel said.
'Yes. Suspicious lot,' Darren answered.
'I do not like them. They are so rude. Not even a bit of gratitude for cooking their breakfast. I hope they don't have to stay long. I'll go mad!' Daniel exclaimed.
'Oh, don't be so harsh. They don't know where they are. They're also tired. Give them time to adjust,' Darren said kindly.
'We don't have time. We have to rehearse for our show. Remember? Or have you forgotten in all this excitement?'
'Oh no. What do we do about the fantastic four?'
'Don't give them airs, Daz. They're not that great.'
'So you'd say. What are we going to do about them?' Darren repeated.
'I don't know. Call them over to watch the rehearsal. Maybe if we're lucky they won't comment on our songs.' Daniel smirked.
Dong. Dong. Four more dongs. It was six o' clock. They had all apologised for their behaviour earlier that day and were now engaged in a game of Rummy.
Not a sound could be heard from anywhere nearby. The silence was really getting loud.
'I'm going to die soon,' Darren cried.
'Why Darren? What's so bad?' Luke asked sympathetically.
'Oh. It is so quiet here. I am going to-,' Darren was cut short.
That same eerie, beautiful music came from somewhere in the house.
'Who's playing the piano?' Leia asked.
'Daniel is,' Lando said.
'Lando, Daniel is sitting here playing Rummy with us,' Han said.
'Huh. Yeah, of course,' Lando said. After a pause he said, 'Then who's playing the piano?'
They got up and decided to look into the room with the piano. They reached it. Han slowly opened the door. Immediately the music stopped. No one was there at the piano.
'Hey, no one here,' Daniel exclaimed.
'Well we can see that Dan. But someone was playing the piano. Question is, who?' Darren said.
They left the room to go back to the game. They'd figure it out later.
''Lift me up into that privileged point of view,
The world of two.
Love don't leave me,
Because I console myself that Hallmark cards are true.
I really do.''
They were rehearsing for their upcoming show. Daniel at the guitar, and Darren singing behind a mike.
The fantastic four were sitting in the audience seats looking rather bored. The music was so different from the Max Rebo Band in Jabba's palace. The Max Rebo band was rather famous. They had probably all perished when Luke and Leia blew up Jabba's sailbarge. It had been a frightening experience and Han was quite sure that they'd had it. But Luke had made a fabulous plan, much to Han's surprise, and they got out alive. It seemed like ages ago but it hadn't been that long. They had spent just a few days on Corellia after the Battle of Endor.
Leia sighed. She looked at Han who had one hand to his forehead. Han was desperately trying to calm his throbbing head. Leia reached over and pressed a hand to his forehead. He turned and looked at her.
'This is boring!' Lando said and yawned.
'Can anyone make any sense of their lyrics? What are Hallmark cards? What are they saying about morphine? It makes absolutely no sense to me!' Luke sighed.
Darren and Daniel had tried his patience for far too long. He couldn't tolerate much more of their singing.
'I wish Chewie were here,' Han said.
'Why?' Leia asked, surprised that he'd want Chewie to endure the same pain.
'He'd be so loud that he'd shut them up!'
'Makes sense,' Lando said, eyes sparkling at the thought.
'But he isn't here. That's the problem,' Luke sighed again. The four heroes suddenly realised that Darren and Daniel had stopped singing. The duo were staring at them. Anger poured from their eyes like streams.
'What are you staring at?' Leia asked.
'Do you'll mind paying attention and not disturbing us?' Darren said, his voice dripping with acid.
'Uh... actually you're kinda boring Darren. We had to occupy ourselves with something. And, Daniel, that unholy racket is giving me a headache,' Han said.
'BORING? UNHOLY RACKET? WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOURSELVES?' Daniel screamed into the microphone and the four had to cover their ears.
'We're singing songs that people want to hear. We're entertaining millions of people even inspiring them. Can't you'll appreciate anything we do?' Darren said, his voice now sad. He looked at Daniel once and left the stage.
'Is he fifteen-years-old? He sure acts it. Always sulking!' Lando said.
Leia sighed and looked at Luke. He used the force to cut through the tension forming in the room. This was insane. They didn't like Darren and Daniel yet they seemed to be the only people who would help them.
Daniel also left the stage and the backup team followed. They were all angry with the four and they made it quite obvious, too. In the audience seats the fantastic four got up and went out the door to the awaiting car. Darren and Daniel were already sitting there.
'We are very sorry. As we said before, we're not familiar with anything here and it seems strange to us. We don't mean to hurt you'll, it's jus...' Luke started.
'Don't say it! Just don't say it! I appear to have made a mistake when I judged your characters. You'll aren't as nice as I thought you'll were!' Darren said, angry and sad at the same time.
'We are really sorry,' Luke said. The rest of the trip was spent in silence. Nobody wanted to say anything. The Star Wars heroes feared that they would further upset Darren and Daniel if they said anything. However much they disliked the duo, they couldn't deny the fact that it was heartless to hurt them.
Han turned once more in his bed. Damn! He just couldn't get any sleep. He kept thinking of Darren and Daniel and how angry and upset they were. They'd returned home and had retreated to the bedroom. The fantastic four had felt extremely guilty for hurting them but decided to sleep over an apology.
Han finally gave up trying to go to sleep. He got up and off the bed and went downstairs to the kitchen. Lando was already there. He was leaning in front of the refrigerator door just about to open it. He saw Han and smiled.
'Couldn't get any sleep either, huh?' he asked.
'No. I feel rather guilty. I shouldn't have told them that their music was a racket. It is important to them. They really love singing and my statement must have hit home.'
'Well, we're all feeling guilty. Luke didn't necessarily have to tell Darren that his cooking was bad. His cooking wasn't, of course, just the food was weird. That's when they started getting mad. Now, they refuse to speak to us and well...' Lando didn't finish.
'...We don't want to speak to them either,' Han finished.
'They aren't the best company,' Lando said. He realised he was too use to being with Luke, Han and Leia. They had been together for a long time now.
'Lets eat something, shall we?' said Han.
Lando took out some milk. At least that was what he thought it was. Though they all spoke basic the script was different on this planet. He took the milk containers and put them on the table. Han busied himself by taking out some biscuits that they'd had the previous evening. He set the box on the table and looked up at the ceiling.
'You know, we just can't run away from adventure. No matter what we do we end up in some mess or the other,' Lando said. He reached into the cupboard and took out some nuts.
'After the battle of Endor, I thought it was a great idea to go to Corellia for a vacation. But just when I thought we could live in peace, we fell through that time portal or something. We just can't get away from adventure.' Lando turned around to put the nuts on the table. He saw Han staring at the ceiling. His mouth was slightly ajar but his eyes were fixed with a look of fear. Lando followed his gaze and nearly dropped the box of nuts on the floor in shock.
'It's worse than Lando's cooking,' said Luke.
'I don't think I'll be able to digest it,' Leia said.
'Just about the worst thing I ever had,' Lando said.
'How'd you like my cooking?' asked a rather self-satisfied Darren.
'Horrible,' said Luke, rather frankly.
Darren looked hurt. He had made baked beans on toast for everyone and couldn't believe that they didn't like it.
'How about being grateful to Daz for making breakfast for you'll. Or would you'll rather have starved?' asked Daniel, rather angry.
'Look, we're not saying that his cooking is horrible we're just saying that the food ain't what we eat,' Han said.
'But you just said that his cooking was horrible...' Daniel began to say.
'I was just trying to be helpful. If I hadn't made it, you all wouldn't have had anything to eat. I doubt you'll can cook our food. You'll don't even know what the ingredients are,' said Darren, sounding very hurt.
'Will you'll please stop screaming. I'm sorry if I hurt your feelings, Darren. I really didn't mean to. I was only saying...' Luke began.
'You were only saying his cooking is bad,' yelled Daniel.
So, an argument ensued. Everyone screamed at everyone. Han and Daniel were close enough to bashing each other's faces in. They were interrupted by a knock on the door.
Darren went to answer it. It was the strange old man from the night before. He had an eerie smile on his face and his eyes were glittering. He looked up at Darren from the first step.
'How was your night?' he asked, without stepping into the house.
'Oh, fine. It was very comfortable,' said Darren.
'Good. Good! I'm so glad you liked it.' So saying, the man turned to go.
'Hey wait! What's your fee? I mean rent?' Darren asked and ran after him. Darren saw him turn the corner but when he followed the man was gone.
Vanished without a trace! Out of sight in the matter of seconds!
Darren went back inside the mansion and into the kitchen. The Star Wars heroes were putting the dishes away and Daniel was nowhere in sight.
'Where's Dan?'
'Upstairs, I think,' said Lando. He put the six glasses back into the cupboard.
Suddenly they heard music. Eerie, yet beautiful music! Someone was playing the piano.
'What's that?' Leia asked.
'The piano. Dan must be playing it. I thought you said he went upstairs?' Darren said.
'I said that I thought he'd gone upstairs,' Lando defended himself. Somehow Darren and Daniel just didn't seem to get along with this lot.
'Fine! Fine! Have it your way!' So saying, Darren stomped out of the kitchen. He couldn't understand how he had misjudged the characters' nature. Weren't they supposed to be really kind people? Really friendly? They sure didn't seem to be!
'The man is a pain!' Han exclaimed as soon as Darren was out of sight.
'I agree, Han. He does appear to be rather a… I can't find a word to describe him, actually,' said Luke.
'As far as I remember, we were on a vacation on Corellia. So what are we doing in some strange mansion with two strange men?' Leia asked.
'I just realised that we don't even know what planet we're on! In fact, which year is this?' Lando asked.
Luke cocked his head to one side. He appeared to be concentrating on something. He looked up at his friends.
'From what I read from their minds, we are on planet Earth in the Solar System. This is the Milky Way galaxy. It is the year 2000!'
'WWWWWWWWWHHHHHHHHHAAAAATTTTTTTTT?' Luke covered his ears to protect them from the loud exclamation of his friends. Two heads suddenly appeared at the doorway.
'Is everyone all right?' Daniel asked very softly.
Han, Leia and Lando just stared at them dumbfounded. They couldn't figure out what had happened. There was no rational explanation for this. Time travel was something that wasn't even fiction in the galaxy that they lived in.
'Everything is fine, Darren and Daniel. There is no need for you to worry. Nothing that concerns you.' Luke smiled at them. They shrugged and went back upstairs.
'I wonder what they screamed about. Really loud people. My ears are throbbing,' Daniel said.
'Yes. Suspicious lot,' Darren answered.
'I do not like them. They are so rude. Not even a bit of gratitude for cooking their breakfast. I hope they don't have to stay long. I'll go mad!' Daniel exclaimed.
'Oh, don't be so harsh. They don't know where they are. They're also tired. Give them time to adjust,' Darren said kindly.
'We don't have time. We have to rehearse for our show. Remember? Or have you forgotten in all this excitement?'
'Oh no. What do we do about the fantastic four?'
'Don't give them airs, Daz. They're not that great.'
'So you'd say. What are we going to do about them?' Darren repeated.
'I don't know. Call them over to watch the rehearsal. Maybe if we're lucky they won't comment on our songs.' Daniel smirked.
Dong. Dong. Four more dongs. It was six o' clock. They had all apologised for their behaviour earlier that day and were now engaged in a game of Rummy.
Not a sound could be heard from anywhere nearby. The silence was really getting loud.
'I'm going to die soon,' Darren cried.
'Why Darren? What's so bad?' Luke asked sympathetically.
'Oh. It is so quiet here. I am going to-,' Darren was cut short.
That same eerie, beautiful music came from somewhere in the house.
'Who's playing the piano?' Leia asked.
'Daniel is,' Lando said.
'Lando, Daniel is sitting here playing Rummy with us,' Han said.
'Huh. Yeah, of course,' Lando said. After a pause he said, 'Then who's playing the piano?'
They got up and decided to look into the room with the piano. They reached it. Han slowly opened the door. Immediately the music stopped. No one was there at the piano.
'Hey, no one here,' Daniel exclaimed.
'Well we can see that Dan. But someone was playing the piano. Question is, who?' Darren said.
They left the room to go back to the game. They'd figure it out later.
''Lift me up into that privileged point of view,
The world of two.
Love don't leave me,
Because I console myself that Hallmark cards are true.
I really do.''
They were rehearsing for their upcoming show. Daniel at the guitar, and Darren singing behind a mike.
The fantastic four were sitting in the audience seats looking rather bored. The music was so different from the Max Rebo Band in Jabba's palace. The Max Rebo band was rather famous. They had probably all perished when Luke and Leia blew up Jabba's sailbarge. It had been a frightening experience and Han was quite sure that they'd had it. But Luke had made a fabulous plan, much to Han's surprise, and they got out alive. It seemed like ages ago but it hadn't been that long. They had spent just a few days on Corellia after the Battle of Endor.
Leia sighed. She looked at Han who had one hand to his forehead. Han was desperately trying to calm his throbbing head. Leia reached over and pressed a hand to his forehead. He turned and looked at her.
'This is boring!' Lando said and yawned.
'Can anyone make any sense of their lyrics? What are Hallmark cards? What are they saying about morphine? It makes absolutely no sense to me!' Luke sighed.
Darren and Daniel had tried his patience for far too long. He couldn't tolerate much more of their singing.
'I wish Chewie were here,' Han said.
'Why?' Leia asked, surprised that he'd want Chewie to endure the same pain.
'He'd be so loud that he'd shut them up!'
'Makes sense,' Lando said, eyes sparkling at the thought.
'But he isn't here. That's the problem,' Luke sighed again. The four heroes suddenly realised that Darren and Daniel had stopped singing. The duo were staring at them. Anger poured from their eyes like streams.
'What are you staring at?' Leia asked.
'Do you'll mind paying attention and not disturbing us?' Darren said, his voice dripping with acid.
'Uh... actually you're kinda boring Darren. We had to occupy ourselves with something. And, Daniel, that unholy racket is giving me a headache,' Han said.
'BORING? UNHOLY RACKET? WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOURSELVES?' Daniel screamed into the microphone and the four had to cover their ears.
'We're singing songs that people want to hear. We're entertaining millions of people even inspiring them. Can't you'll appreciate anything we do?' Darren said, his voice now sad. He looked at Daniel once and left the stage.
'Is he fifteen-years-old? He sure acts it. Always sulking!' Lando said.
Leia sighed and looked at Luke. He used the force to cut through the tension forming in the room. This was insane. They didn't like Darren and Daniel yet they seemed to be the only people who would help them.
Daniel also left the stage and the backup team followed. They were all angry with the four and they made it quite obvious, too. In the audience seats the fantastic four got up and went out the door to the awaiting car. Darren and Daniel were already sitting there.
'We are very sorry. As we said before, we're not familiar with anything here and it seems strange to us. We don't mean to hurt you'll, it's jus...' Luke started.
'Don't say it! Just don't say it! I appear to have made a mistake when I judged your characters. You'll aren't as nice as I thought you'll were!' Darren said, angry and sad at the same time.
'We are really sorry,' Luke said. The rest of the trip was spent in silence. Nobody wanted to say anything. The Star Wars heroes feared that they would further upset Darren and Daniel if they said anything. However much they disliked the duo, they couldn't deny the fact that it was heartless to hurt them.
Han turned once more in his bed. Damn! He just couldn't get any sleep. He kept thinking of Darren and Daniel and how angry and upset they were. They'd returned home and had retreated to the bedroom. The fantastic four had felt extremely guilty for hurting them but decided to sleep over an apology.
Han finally gave up trying to go to sleep. He got up and off the bed and went downstairs to the kitchen. Lando was already there. He was leaning in front of the refrigerator door just about to open it. He saw Han and smiled.
'Couldn't get any sleep either, huh?' he asked.
'No. I feel rather guilty. I shouldn't have told them that their music was a racket. It is important to them. They really love singing and my statement must have hit home.'
'Well, we're all feeling guilty. Luke didn't necessarily have to tell Darren that his cooking was bad. His cooking wasn't, of course, just the food was weird. That's when they started getting mad. Now, they refuse to speak to us and well...' Lando didn't finish.
'...We don't want to speak to them either,' Han finished.
'They aren't the best company,' Lando said. He realised he was too use to being with Luke, Han and Leia. They had been together for a long time now.
'Lets eat something, shall we?' said Han.
Lando took out some milk. At least that was what he thought it was. Though they all spoke basic the script was different on this planet. He took the milk containers and put them on the table. Han busied himself by taking out some biscuits that they'd had the previous evening. He set the box on the table and looked up at the ceiling.
'You know, we just can't run away from adventure. No matter what we do we end up in some mess or the other,' Lando said. He reached into the cupboard and took out some nuts.
'After the battle of Endor, I thought it was a great idea to go to Corellia for a vacation. But just when I thought we could live in peace, we fell through that time portal or something. We just can't get away from adventure.' Lando turned around to put the nuts on the table. He saw Han staring at the ceiling. His mouth was slightly ajar but his eyes were fixed with a look of fear. Lando followed his gaze and nearly dropped the box of nuts on the floor in shock.