All Them Sexy Droids: The End of Jar Jar

A/N: Here it is! The last part! Thanks to Lady Croft for reviewing...every part, right? I was too lazy to check. Anyway, the Battle and Destroyer Droids are MAD at the Gungans because they lost the war. So, they pick on everyone's least favorite general, Jar Jar. Artoo and Threepio join in because Jar Jar is just annoying. If you ARE a Jar Jar fan, I would not read any further than this. See, the droids try to run Jar Jar out of the galaxy in the most unusual way.....READ and REVIEW!

angiepoo: Yes, friends, once there was a day where we could all, galaxies and such, could live in harmony and peace, with the occasional crop circle, and nothing more. But then, a creature more dreaded and feared than Darth Vader entered the story, and made many people flee in terror......

Jar Jar: Mesa Jar Jar Binks!

angiepoo: Yes, you ARE Jar Jar Binks. The most horrific creature in your galaxy and our galaxy alike. Which, in fact, is why I brought my friends along with me to help perform the rest of your pathetic life in the Star Wars saga, live, with you as the star.

Jar Jar: Ooooh! Mesa gonna be just like Britney Spears! ^_^

angiepoo: Right. Now, Jar Jar, meet my friends.

And then, out steps the total army of Battle Droids and Destroyer Droids, along with Artoo and Threepio. All are grinning evilly, or, at least about as evilly as robots can grin. Each had no intention of HURTING Jar Jar. At least, not physically, anyway.

Jar Jar: Ooooh! These by mesa costars?

Droids: Yes, Jar Jar, we are your costars.

Jar Jar: Oooh! What wesa gonna do?

angiepoo: You're going to sing, Jar Jar. Sing with the droids. You're too sexy for....

Jar Jar: NOOO! WESA GUNGANS NO LIKE THAT BOMBAD SONG!

C3PO: I'm too sexy for the Falcon, too sexy for the Falcon, The Millennium Falcon, yeah.

R2-D2: I'm too sexy for some farm, too sexy for some farm, Uncle Owen can't have me.

Battle and Destroyer Droids: We're too sexy for the Trade Federation, too sexy for the Trade Federation, so sexy our metal sizzles, yeah.

C-3PO: And I'm too sexy for YOU, Artoo.

R2-D2: No! I'm too sexy for YOU.

Jar Jar: STOP! MESA CAN'T HANDLE THIS!

All the Droids: We're all singing Droids, if you know what we mean, and we're gonna drive you out of the galaxy. Yeah, the galaxy, the galaxy, yeah, we're gonna drive you out of the galaxy!

Well, Jar Jar just freaked out. He ran about, and, damn jerk, stole my ship! He just flew off like no tomorrow. The droids, however, were slapping high fives (those who had HANDS) while Artoo whirred around and beeped. Jar Jar, on the other hand, flew off to a galaxy far far away. The same one where a man named George was sitting at his table drinking coffee, thinking up the new Star Wars script, when a tiny little ship crashed through his ceiling saying "HELLO!? Whosa there?"

angiepoo: And thus ends the story of the sexy droids, who in the end, got their revenge (in a sexy manner, mind you) and all was well. At least in that galaxy. This is the end of this series, which started as a break, which shows you many things are possible. Although you may think this series is over, keep your look out, you never know where - or when - a sexy droid will show up again! This is me, singing off, angiepoo! Goodnight everybody! P.S. The series really IS over. Goodnight everybody!