a story of Star Wars from the beginning of the Republic up through Return of the Jedi timeframe a combination of all my stories
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Stories: episode #13 Bantha Raids
The
Bantha's all around Mr. Bantha are discussing what just went on. What just went on was the event of Bantha
Raids. Two very young Bantha brothers
went along with Mr. Bantha to some farmers' farm and raided it. They weren't the only ones. They didn't
know they were ruining the Farmer's crop when they did it; they only did it
because they knew the farmers hated it. Bantha Raids are when they go and poop on crops. (In this case, water
vaporators and the ground around them.) A man named Owen Kenobi owned this one
farm that they had decided to raid. Anyway, Mr. Bantha led the band on his three legs. He had long ago lost a leg.... he prefers
not to think of it. Just put it this
way, he hates all Wookiees! It was a
Wookiee (a Wook as they're sometimes called) who had chopped the leg off with
some strange weapon.
Mr. Bantha said, "All right,
I hope those beans we ate did us some credit. Fart, boys on the count of 3. One, two, three."
"Fhuhhh!"
Owen heard the noise and raced to his window. He had no time to call in the
authorities. Mr. Bantha then called all
the female banthas to poop. Then asked
the males to. Then they all turned
around and ate it.
"Um, delicious dung! Mine
was nice and plump today!" said one Bantha.
The two younger Banthas that had gone along were named Bantha Joe
and Bantha Bob. When all the Banthas
left, there was a tiny, baby bantha who had refused to participate in the raid
and had been brought to the farm against its will. It was crying. All the
other banthas had abandoned it. There
was something different about it. It
was a shame and a disgrace to the banthas to let it live with them. They just left it at the farm, hoping it
would die. Every once in a while there
was a bantha like this born and they always left it to die as soon as possible
after it's birth. Owen called the
authorities to complain about the raid. After he was done, he went outside to see what kind of damage they had
done. They had ruined his entire
crop! He saw the baby bantha then. He felt sorry for it. He picked it up. He smelled it's behind and noted that it did not smell (as he
knew it would if it had taken part in the raids. Banthas stink for a long time after they did.) Owen picked it up by the scruff of its
neck. IT was kind of cute. He took it inside his house and made it a
very special pet. He intended to raise
it right! He named it Bantha Sam. Now Own had had a family, consisting of just
himself and his wife, now, also the gwythaints were meeting to discuss things
about the Maurders. The Gwythaints are
speaking in their own language right now, but I'll have it appear in Basic for
efficiency and understanding it.
The Leader of the
Gwythaints, Gwythaint Leader looked at his fellow gwythaints. "Are you sure you heard that?" Until next time!
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