A/N: WARNING!! This whole chapter is one big author note, except I'll put up the fourth chapter after this so if reading italics makes you feel rather queasy, don't read this. I will now say a short (*cough* *cough*) set of thank you's.

            First off, I would like to say a huge thank you my literature inspiration, editor, and typist, oh yeah, and sister, but I'm not thanking her for that, fanfiction screen name Kaeldra, pen name Elizabeth K. Walker. Next, I would like to thank the Dunkin' Donuts shop. Next, I would like to thank my sister's friends:

-Pen name Britt Davis for the contribution of lime green with purple bunnies and French horns

-Pen name The Flying Pig for socks, and I'll try to get a Dugong in there for you somewhere

-Pen name Philomel for scones, say hi to Jillian for me please!

-Pen name Straightjackets-R-Us for droid pins, based on Girl Scouts (*sings* Oh I wish I were a little girly scouty, girly scouty…)

-Katie J for Winnie the Pooh

-Pen name magicrulz  for letting me be Hedwig!

            Thank you pen name Obsessive for actually reviewing my story (before I edited it, deleted it, and re-loaded it). I would also like to thank Mickey Mouse for attempting to murder my sister by hugging her when she was little in such a way that she developed a large bruise by being whacked really hard with his hard rubber nose. I really appreciated that. And the Guinea Fowl who jumped on her windowsill and glared at her with malicious intent.

            Other people to thank: George Lucas (DUH); the guy who wrote My Fair Lady, the guy who wrote the Music Man, Nat King Cole, the guy who wrote The Lion King (Disney), Freddy Inesburt Hill, Nala, Hermione Granger, Professor Harold Hill, librarians everywhere, the rain in Spain that stays mainly in the plains, my faithful hole puncher, and the people who threw socks at R2-D2 to make him shut up because without them I'd have run out of songs. Thank you to the cast: Al, C-3PO, Leia, the kidnappers, Florida, Luke, Han Solo, the police, market salesman, XP-09, six springs; three yards of wire; half of a scanner; a mobile phone; printer ink; scotch tape; a hole puncher; several gears, nuts, and bolts; a bag of pistachios; a cooler; a bread box; lots of cardboard boxes; Lego; a scone; a sock; a French horn; a Winnie the Pooh dish towel; a poster advertising Dunkin' Donuts; a droid scout pin; an egg timer; a bottle of sand; an electric toothbrush; and a collection of old, rusty door knockers, and, oh, yah, I nearly forgot, R2-D2. Thank you one and all. A Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night.

CHAPTER 4:

            R2-D2 shut himself in his room and put the "DO NOT DISTURB" sign on the doorknob. All night he toiled, following the instructions in How To Make A Tracking Device With a Collection of Fairly Useless Supplies That Will Save Your Florida-Touring Friend From Kidnappers, Make You a Hero, And Win The Heart of Your Local Librarian. (By the best selling author of  What To Do If You Crash On The Fiery Swamps Of Yavin 7 and Are Attacked By A Giant Fire-Breathing Nine Legged, Two Headed Monster Armed Only With A Sausage And A Toothpick) After hours of work he made the tracking device, and then moved on to chapter six, titled, What To Do Once You've Made The Tracking Device. When he finally sat back, satisfied with a job well done, he had given the kidnappers a huge dish of problems. They were in for a bumpy, neon-lit ride.