Well, I have noticed that just about all the good stories I have read have a chapter where the author just talks. Here is mine. I am a little tired of this so this is my break to refresh myself before continuing (it is about to get good.)

To SSJV: Ummmm... could you give me a description of your character?

Now to my break.

Star Wars Thanksgiving. (I know it is horribly inaccurate, but just get over it.)

Mara Jade Skywalker sits in a kitchen. The pot on the oven has steam billowing out of it. (Yes I know that they don't cook. I told you it was inaccurate, it is like they are on earth, yet still Jedi.) Luke walks on carrying baby Ben in the crook of his arm. Mara looks to be asleep. Luke walks over and turns down the pot, then peers into the oven to check on the turkey. he then turns off the oven, sets Ben in his high chair, and pulls out the turkey. He pulls out an electric knife and begins slicing the turkey. Suddenly the doorbell rings jolting Mara out of her nap.

"I got it," she yells as she walks over to open the door. Standing outside is Darth Vader with a pie in his hands.

"Here is the pumpkin pie," he says, inhale exhale, inhale, exhale.

"Thanks just set it on the table," says Mara groggily.

A string of curses is heard from the kitchen where Luke is supposedly cutting up the turkey. "Mara where are the Bacta patches?"

"Top cabinet in the blue box," Mara replies with a sigh. Soon there would be even more guests.

At The Table (even more inaccuracies, dead people alive and the such)

Yoda, Obi-wan, Jacen, Jaina, Anakin (Solo), Han, Leia, Luke, Mara, Vader, and Lando all are sitting around the Thanksgiving table.

"All right, time to eat," announces Mara.

The table suddenly becomes loud as everyone reaches for their food. Han and Vader reach for the same slice of turkey, plunging their forks in at the same time. Vader pulls his light saber and Han his blaster.

"You fool, do you really think you can defeat me!" says Vader.

"Always knew he was trouble," mutters Yoda.

"Ummmm..." says Han.

Ben starts crying from the next room where he had been sleeping.

"Ah, guys see what you did, you woke up Ben!" says Mara as she goes in to check on him.

Anakin is watching his dad and granddad face off, then Vader shuts off the saber and grabs the piece of turkey. The meal goes on without any more interruption from the usual Thanksgiving babble.

The Football Game

Han, Luke, Anakin, Jacen, Jaina, Vader, Lando, and Mara all are outside dividing into teams. Han, Mara, Anakin, and Luke are on one team and Vader, Jaina, Jacen, and Lando are on the other. The game starts, both teams seem to be equally matched. Vader force passes a throw to Jacen who is currently looking off at an unfamiliar bird. The pass hits him in the head, bounces off, and is intercepted by Anakin who scores. Jacen suddenly falls to the ground clasping his throat.

"You fool! Now we will lose!" yells Vader. He is suddenly tackled by Leia.

"They don't know I have been watching... MWAHAHA! Now I will show the world!" I exclaim. I had been taping it all on a camera in the bushes. I am tapped on the back. The camera swivels behind me. Boba Fett is standing behind me.

"Kitt, how many times have I told you to stop sending embarrassing videos to that internet site?" he asks.

"But I haven't sent any of the others in...yet," I say.

He grabs the camera out of my hands and drags me out of the bushes. None of them look too happy. He pulls out the tape, throws it into the air, and blasts it into oblivion. "There, no more videos. I did my job now pay up," says Fett as he walks over to Vader. Vader pays him and Fett leaves. He forgot one thing, always have backup...

They still don't look happy. OH CRAP!!!!! I turn and run, this might hurt, but fortunately for all my loyal fans I escaped.

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Well, me and a friend are going to put up a What-Star-Wars-Characters-Don't-Want-You-To-Know fan fic, so be watching for that and my Star Wars Christmas. It will kinda continue this.