SW Summer School Chapter TWO!
Don't own it, don't sue, and if you do, I have nothing of value, except my comic book and pictures, which you can't have. : P ************************************************************************** After several minutes of searching, the pair barged threw the cock pit door.
"Alright Olie, I want answers, and I want em n- who are you?" SSJ V stopped, looking at the bearded man in front of her. Not Ric Olie.
"I'm Dave, Ric' s third cousin, twice removed." He answered, turning around in his swively chair to face them.
"OK, Dave," SSJ V amended, "What the frick is going on here!?!"
"A lot, be more specific." Dave told her.
"Sure, first things first. Why am I animated/ not human?"
"Simple. What's your whole name?"
"Vegesa: SSJ Jedi Knight... You mean I'm animated because my name says so!?!"
"That's exactly what I'm saying." Dave explained.
"OK, that's.... sure. One more thing." SSJ V began.
"Shoot."
"What IS Star Wars Summer school?"
"Star Wars summer school is taught in the Jedi academy on Couroscant. It is a school for fan fiction authors and general fans of Star Wars, to educate them on HOW to write a proper fan fiction. For example, Anakin would NOT get knocked out by a pine cone."
"Oh, come on, that was funny, admit it!" SSJ V prodded, recalling her story: Queen Repunsidala.
"Well, OK, but don't tell anyone I said that, especially Vader." Dave informed them.
"....Vader?" SSJ V inched backwards towards Boba. "Vader, you say?"
"Yes, Vader teaches the historical events of the rebellion. By the way, don't fall asleep in his class. It would be a shame to loose you like we did the last one... anyway, there are several houses for fans of the different characters. We had to put this in because the room mates of different favorite characters tended to.... disappear unexpectedly. You'll find the rest out when you reach the school, until then, you might as well get started on the standard reading material for the school. It's under your beds in your bags."
Boba turned to leave the small room, and was followed quickly by SSJ V. They reached their room again in no time, and dug under their respective beds to find they each had a gray duffel bag, containing some of their belongings. In SSJ V's case, she found two more sets of the Mandalorian youth clothing, some of her own, and something ..else.
"Hey Boba!"
"Y-AHHH!" He dropped the book he was holding and jumped onto the bed.
"How do I look?"
"Like... Me. Scarily like me. Take that off."
She pulled off the helmet and set it by her own personalized set of Mandalore armor, which looked sponge painted brown and green for camouflage. Searching through the rest of the bag, she found the 'reading material.'
"SWEET!" She dug through the mound of Jedi Apprentice books, X- Wing series, the bounty hunters series, Boba Fett comic books (which she knew she would have done VERY quickly) the several comics entitled 'Jango Fett, Open Season' and just about every type of Star Wars book you can imagine, with a background on every character that ever existed.
She picked up the pile of four books that she deemed 'second most important', and ran past the curtain dividing the separate sides of the room, and dumped them on her friends bed. "We must read these." All four 'Jango Fett: Open Season' (Ya, I know the fourth one isn't out yet. Too bad) were visible, all of which were on her 'to get' list, and she had no intent of saving them until a rainy day. "After we eat."
*Shrug*
"I'll take that as a yes."
She walked over to the cooler by the door. "You like ham and cheese?" *Shrug* "That's really annoying." *Shrug* "Stop that." * Shrug, shrug, shrug, shrug* "I'll hurt you if you keep doing that." *Shrug* "I'm serious." *Shrug*
Dave walked into the room, only to be greeted by an... unusual sight. Locked in what appeared to be somewhat close to mortal combat, with their hands choking the life out of each other's throats, SSJ V stopped in mid- kick and Boba mid- trip to look at him.
"Um, we're dropping out of hyper space in two minuits, so, try to find a hand hold ... Ya." With that, he turned and ran back down the hallway.
Glaring, both parties let go and dusted themselves off. "No more shrugging at me."
"No more trying to murder me."
"Deal."
The ship jolted out of hyper space. SSJ V picked up her comic books and slung her bag over her shoulder, following Boba out the door for the second time in the last hour. They hurried out the door to be greeted by a spectacular sight. Couroscant.
"It's amazing. . ." SSJ V stopped to stare out at the world of blinking lights, towering buildings, and all assortments of life. Speeders whizzed by overhead. Around her, SSJ V noticed other kids doing the same thing, until she recognized one of them.
"Leca?" SSJ V called, waving to the slightly shorter girl with twelve centimeter horns protruding from red/ blonde hair, large black wings with red imprints of fire that seemed magically to move, matching her un removable collar/ necklace with a picture of a scepter over top her full name, Leca Nera. Also, she had a black 'demon tail' and was wearing the clothing of a Mandalorian youth, too.
"Hey, SSJ V!" Leca shouted, striding over to join her friend. "What can I say, uh, you're a cartoon! And you're not human! And you're hanging around with kid Fett! Cool!"
"Hey, Leca, nice wings/ tail/ horns! I see you're not quite human yourself! I think we should all go inside though, see what's going on and all." SSJ V suggested.
"Ya, right SSJ V, you just want to see the inside of the Jedi temple." Leca sneered.
".... Well, you got me there. Come on guys!" The walked towards the Jedi temple (Leca humming 'follow the yellow brick landing pad' all the way). Once inside, they were overtaken by the mass of people.
"Everyone hold hands!" SSJ V yelled over the noise of the throng. Finally, after ten minuits searching, they found the other end, falling out of the crowd.
The trio scrambled to their feet in front of what looked to be a reception desk, and waited behind the first in line while the mid twenties male at the desk took down the information.
"Real name?"
"Erica."
"Fan Fic name?"
"Child_Of_The_Light."
"Spire one, the Luke Skywalker house, four hundred and eighty second floor, apartment number four thousand seventy six." He handed her a key. "Good luck." The girl picked up a map and headed off in the direction of the Luke house.
Next, the three stepped up to the desk. The clerk started with Boba Fett.
"Real name?"
"Boba Fett."
The man gave him a once over before shrugging (at which SSJ V bristled at) and continuing.
"Fan fic name?"
"Boba Fett."
"Spire four, Boba Fett house, eight hundred ninety third floor, apartment number thirty thousand eight hundred eighty two." He handed him a key.
"Next!"
SSJ V stepped up. "Real name?"
"Full or nick name?"
"Full."
SSJ V bent over to whisper something to him.
"Fan Fic name?"
"Vegesa: SSJ Jedi Knight." The man stopped.
"Oh ya, you wrote the one where Anakin got knocked out by a pine cone. That was a good one. Don't tell Vader I said that. Anyway, spire four Boba Fett house, eight hundred ninety third floor, apartment number thirty thousand eight hundred eighty two." He handed her a key.
"Wait a second, I'm sharing a room with HIM?" SSJ V pointed to Boba, who had a likewise bewildered expression.
"No, their not rooms, their apartments. Three rooms to an apartment. Next!"
SSJ V moved out of the way for Leca to go.
"Their putting us together in an apartment for an entire summer? Do they want this place destroyed?" SSJ V asked.
"Maybe." Boba responded.
"Hey guys, guess what?" Leca grinned evilly. "We're sharing the apartment."
"To revise my last statement, yes, they want this place in ashes." Boba amended, grabbing a map and leading the small procession towards (hopefully!) the Boba Fett house.
************************************************************************** End O Chapter Notes: Tell me if I'm making this to Merry Sue, I'll fix it. Anywho, we still need people for the different houses, so review, tell me your favorite character (and if you want, how you want you fan fic self to look), and I'll put ya in the story! By the way, I figured out the uniform for the B. Fett house (blue Mandalore youth clothing, gender neutral), and most of the other houses, so I only have one problem. WHAT AM I GOING TO MAKE THE MALE PADME FANS WEAR?
Boba: A dress? SSJ V: Do you want us to get flamed? OH YA, check out: http://humor.about.com/gi/dynamic/offsite.htm?site=http%3A%2F%2Fmembers.trip od.com%2F%7EAdam_P_B%2Fstarwarshands%2F You wouldn't believe how many peoples hands ACTUALLY get chopped off! (In the books and all) HOLLY CROW!
Lots O Laughs,
B & SSJ V
PS: Cat & Chinow: You guys will be in as soon as we start going to classes! Cat, you can be in the Anakin House, and Chinow, you're in the Rouge/ Wraith squadron House! (Hm, maybe I'll get you a date with Wes ;)
Don't own it, don't sue, and if you do, I have nothing of value, except my comic book and pictures, which you can't have. : P ************************************************************************** After several minutes of searching, the pair barged threw the cock pit door.
"Alright Olie, I want answers, and I want em n- who are you?" SSJ V stopped, looking at the bearded man in front of her. Not Ric Olie.
"I'm Dave, Ric' s third cousin, twice removed." He answered, turning around in his swively chair to face them.
"OK, Dave," SSJ V amended, "What the frick is going on here!?!"
"A lot, be more specific." Dave told her.
"Sure, first things first. Why am I animated/ not human?"
"Simple. What's your whole name?"
"Vegesa: SSJ Jedi Knight... You mean I'm animated because my name says so!?!"
"That's exactly what I'm saying." Dave explained.
"OK, that's.... sure. One more thing." SSJ V began.
"Shoot."
"What IS Star Wars Summer school?"
"Star Wars summer school is taught in the Jedi academy on Couroscant. It is a school for fan fiction authors and general fans of Star Wars, to educate them on HOW to write a proper fan fiction. For example, Anakin would NOT get knocked out by a pine cone."
"Oh, come on, that was funny, admit it!" SSJ V prodded, recalling her story: Queen Repunsidala.
"Well, OK, but don't tell anyone I said that, especially Vader." Dave informed them.
"....Vader?" SSJ V inched backwards towards Boba. "Vader, you say?"
"Yes, Vader teaches the historical events of the rebellion. By the way, don't fall asleep in his class. It would be a shame to loose you like we did the last one... anyway, there are several houses for fans of the different characters. We had to put this in because the room mates of different favorite characters tended to.... disappear unexpectedly. You'll find the rest out when you reach the school, until then, you might as well get started on the standard reading material for the school. It's under your beds in your bags."
Boba turned to leave the small room, and was followed quickly by SSJ V. They reached their room again in no time, and dug under their respective beds to find they each had a gray duffel bag, containing some of their belongings. In SSJ V's case, she found two more sets of the Mandalorian youth clothing, some of her own, and something ..else.
"Hey Boba!"
"Y-AHHH!" He dropped the book he was holding and jumped onto the bed.
"How do I look?"
"Like... Me. Scarily like me. Take that off."
She pulled off the helmet and set it by her own personalized set of Mandalore armor, which looked sponge painted brown and green for camouflage. Searching through the rest of the bag, she found the 'reading material.'
"SWEET!" She dug through the mound of Jedi Apprentice books, X- Wing series, the bounty hunters series, Boba Fett comic books (which she knew she would have done VERY quickly) the several comics entitled 'Jango Fett, Open Season' and just about every type of Star Wars book you can imagine, with a background on every character that ever existed.
She picked up the pile of four books that she deemed 'second most important', and ran past the curtain dividing the separate sides of the room, and dumped them on her friends bed. "We must read these." All four 'Jango Fett: Open Season' (Ya, I know the fourth one isn't out yet. Too bad) were visible, all of which were on her 'to get' list, and she had no intent of saving them until a rainy day. "After we eat."
*Shrug*
"I'll take that as a yes."
She walked over to the cooler by the door. "You like ham and cheese?" *Shrug* "That's really annoying." *Shrug* "Stop that." * Shrug, shrug, shrug, shrug* "I'll hurt you if you keep doing that." *Shrug* "I'm serious." *Shrug*
Dave walked into the room, only to be greeted by an... unusual sight. Locked in what appeared to be somewhat close to mortal combat, with their hands choking the life out of each other's throats, SSJ V stopped in mid- kick and Boba mid- trip to look at him.
"Um, we're dropping out of hyper space in two minuits, so, try to find a hand hold ... Ya." With that, he turned and ran back down the hallway.
Glaring, both parties let go and dusted themselves off. "No more shrugging at me."
"No more trying to murder me."
"Deal."
The ship jolted out of hyper space. SSJ V picked up her comic books and slung her bag over her shoulder, following Boba out the door for the second time in the last hour. They hurried out the door to be greeted by a spectacular sight. Couroscant.
"It's amazing. . ." SSJ V stopped to stare out at the world of blinking lights, towering buildings, and all assortments of life. Speeders whizzed by overhead. Around her, SSJ V noticed other kids doing the same thing, until she recognized one of them.
"Leca?" SSJ V called, waving to the slightly shorter girl with twelve centimeter horns protruding from red/ blonde hair, large black wings with red imprints of fire that seemed magically to move, matching her un removable collar/ necklace with a picture of a scepter over top her full name, Leca Nera. Also, she had a black 'demon tail' and was wearing the clothing of a Mandalorian youth, too.
"Hey, SSJ V!" Leca shouted, striding over to join her friend. "What can I say, uh, you're a cartoon! And you're not human! And you're hanging around with kid Fett! Cool!"
"Hey, Leca, nice wings/ tail/ horns! I see you're not quite human yourself! I think we should all go inside though, see what's going on and all." SSJ V suggested.
"Ya, right SSJ V, you just want to see the inside of the Jedi temple." Leca sneered.
".... Well, you got me there. Come on guys!" The walked towards the Jedi temple (Leca humming 'follow the yellow brick landing pad' all the way). Once inside, they were overtaken by the mass of people.
"Everyone hold hands!" SSJ V yelled over the noise of the throng. Finally, after ten minuits searching, they found the other end, falling out of the crowd.
The trio scrambled to their feet in front of what looked to be a reception desk, and waited behind the first in line while the mid twenties male at the desk took down the information.
"Real name?"
"Erica."
"Fan Fic name?"
"Child_Of_The_Light."
"Spire one, the Luke Skywalker house, four hundred and eighty second floor, apartment number four thousand seventy six." He handed her a key. "Good luck." The girl picked up a map and headed off in the direction of the Luke house.
Next, the three stepped up to the desk. The clerk started with Boba Fett.
"Real name?"
"Boba Fett."
The man gave him a once over before shrugging (at which SSJ V bristled at) and continuing.
"Fan fic name?"
"Boba Fett."
"Spire four, Boba Fett house, eight hundred ninety third floor, apartment number thirty thousand eight hundred eighty two." He handed him a key.
"Next!"
SSJ V stepped up. "Real name?"
"Full or nick name?"
"Full."
SSJ V bent over to whisper something to him.
"Fan Fic name?"
"Vegesa: SSJ Jedi Knight." The man stopped.
"Oh ya, you wrote the one where Anakin got knocked out by a pine cone. That was a good one. Don't tell Vader I said that. Anyway, spire four Boba Fett house, eight hundred ninety third floor, apartment number thirty thousand eight hundred eighty two." He handed her a key.
"Wait a second, I'm sharing a room with HIM?" SSJ V pointed to Boba, who had a likewise bewildered expression.
"No, their not rooms, their apartments. Three rooms to an apartment. Next!"
SSJ V moved out of the way for Leca to go.
"Their putting us together in an apartment for an entire summer? Do they want this place destroyed?" SSJ V asked.
"Maybe." Boba responded.
"Hey guys, guess what?" Leca grinned evilly. "We're sharing the apartment."
"To revise my last statement, yes, they want this place in ashes." Boba amended, grabbing a map and leading the small procession towards (hopefully!) the Boba Fett house.
************************************************************************** End O Chapter Notes: Tell me if I'm making this to Merry Sue, I'll fix it. Anywho, we still need people for the different houses, so review, tell me your favorite character (and if you want, how you want you fan fic self to look), and I'll put ya in the story! By the way, I figured out the uniform for the B. Fett house (blue Mandalore youth clothing, gender neutral), and most of the other houses, so I only have one problem. WHAT AM I GOING TO MAKE THE MALE PADME FANS WEAR?
Boba: A dress? SSJ V: Do you want us to get flamed? OH YA, check out: http://humor.about.com/gi/dynamic/offsite.htm?site=http%3A%2F%2Fmembers.trip od.com%2F%7EAdam_P_B%2Fstarwarshands%2F You wouldn't believe how many peoples hands ACTUALLY get chopped off! (In the books and all) HOLLY CROW!
Lots O Laughs,
B & SSJ V
PS: Cat & Chinow: You guys will be in as soon as we start going to classes! Cat, you can be in the Anakin House, and Chinow, you're in the Rouge/ Wraith squadron House! (Hm, maybe I'll get you a date with Wes ;)
