just a side note: the following text was just the names of songs i forgot to delete before posting the chapter so u can just forget ahout it:
u b the 1 i thinking of
Youre the one that im thinking of your the one that i love
under my umbrella
end side note
darth asmodeus: windu, i have some terrible news
windu: what is it?
darth asmodues: your cookie has run away.
windu: what?!
da: yes, im sorry but, it just couldn't take it anymore.
windu: why oh why, woe is me...
da: it hated being opressed, being the bottom of the barrel, living with other nutty cookies, and it couldn't accept its destiny. it packed its crumbs in a
bag and left a note. i took the note to spare you the pain
windu: sob
da: i apparently did not forsee this whole string of idiocy that occured because of your cookie's disapearrance, i am terribly sorry it won't happen again
windu: boohoo
narrator3: darth asmodeus escorted a crushed windu out of the room, patting him reassuredly on his back
DA: who's there?
narrator 3: darth asmodeus looked up, and questioned the stars
darth asmodeus: i know i didn't hire anyone!
nar3: DA left the room
DA: i most certainly did not! i hope you realize that your not getting paid because you just popped up. i am broke.
nar3: bloody 'ell! i am the finest narrator in all of fanfiction.net, from a long line of Lees, Purringhams, and Smiths! and some one turns me down!!??
DA: oh my! i didn't know it was you, all my budds were telling me wat an honor it was to have you as a narrator
supreme nar: thank you
da: im terribly sorry but this fic is over, and...
supreme narr: it doesn't have to be, see look: obi walks in
obi: yo
DA: no thank but may i tell you about...
supreme nar: obi leaves and padme in backless dress walks in
DA: ( O.O)
supreme narr: if you continue i get to do all the talking!!
DA: as enticing as that sounds...wait maybe...no! anyway i have another fic coming up where a SW newscast reports on the disappearance of the
wookie cookie? interested?
supreme nar: well i guess...
DA: oh great thanks!!
supreme narr: DA turns to padme
DA: now ass for you, do you want weather or fashion? both have skimpy outfits because personally i feel you are always overdressed, a big fashion
no no...
supreme narr: DA and padme walk off into the the sunset arm in arm...
SN: well now that everyone has left (that scum) i have a captive audience
narr4: Sup Nar rubbed his hands in glee
SN: ahhh! who's there?
narr5: oh that's just tim!
sup narr: why are you here? get out this is my gig!
narr4: when the fic's author leaves any narr can come in
SN: have you no respect! do you know who i am?!
narr5: psht like we care
SN: oh! narrators these days... this is my audience and i need you all to get out!
audience: help us!
all narr: shutup!!
narr lawyer: according to this legal document when a fic's author leaves the fic it becomes property of ff.net
narr 4 and 5: die!
SN: oh lor'!
audience: eep!
darth asmodeus: oh whoops i left the computer on... *click flip
fin
u b the 1 i thinking of
Youre the one that im thinking of your the one that i love
under my umbrella
end side note
darth asmodeus: windu, i have some terrible news
windu: what is it?
darth asmodues: your cookie has run away.
windu: what?!
da: yes, im sorry but, it just couldn't take it anymore.
windu: why oh why, woe is me...
da: it hated being opressed, being the bottom of the barrel, living with other nutty cookies, and it couldn't accept its destiny. it packed its crumbs in a
bag and left a note. i took the note to spare you the pain
windu: sob
da: i apparently did not forsee this whole string of idiocy that occured because of your cookie's disapearrance, i am terribly sorry it won't happen again
windu: boohoo
narrator3: darth asmodeus escorted a crushed windu out of the room, patting him reassuredly on his back
DA: who's there?
narrator 3: darth asmodeus looked up, and questioned the stars
darth asmodeus: i know i didn't hire anyone!
nar3: DA left the room
DA: i most certainly did not! i hope you realize that your not getting paid because you just popped up. i am broke.
nar3: bloody 'ell! i am the finest narrator in all of fanfiction.net, from a long line of Lees, Purringhams, and Smiths! and some one turns me down!!??
DA: oh my! i didn't know it was you, all my budds were telling me wat an honor it was to have you as a narrator
supreme nar: thank you
da: im terribly sorry but this fic is over, and...
supreme narr: it doesn't have to be, see look: obi walks in
obi: yo
DA: no thank but may i tell you about...
supreme nar: obi leaves and padme in backless dress walks in
DA: ( O.O)
supreme narr: if you continue i get to do all the talking!!
DA: as enticing as that sounds...wait maybe...no! anyway i have another fic coming up where a SW newscast reports on the disappearance of the
wookie cookie? interested?
supreme nar: well i guess...
DA: oh great thanks!!
supreme narr: DA turns to padme
DA: now ass for you, do you want weather or fashion? both have skimpy outfits because personally i feel you are always overdressed, a big fashion
no no...
supreme narr: DA and padme walk off into the the sunset arm in arm...
SN: well now that everyone has left (that scum) i have a captive audience
narr4: Sup Nar rubbed his hands in glee
SN: ahhh! who's there?
narr5: oh that's just tim!
sup narr: why are you here? get out this is my gig!
narr4: when the fic's author leaves any narr can come in
SN: have you no respect! do you know who i am?!
narr5: psht like we care
SN: oh! narrators these days... this is my audience and i need you all to get out!
audience: help us!
all narr: shutup!!
narr lawyer: according to this legal document when a fic's author leaves the fic it becomes property of ff.net
narr 4 and 5: die!
SN: oh lor'!
audience: eep!
darth asmodeus: oh whoops i left the computer on... *click flip
fin