A Not-So-Happy Ending
The first thing C-3PO did (other than get the French Horn off his head and the sock out of his mouth) was call home. He gave his usual "Oh, I really am terrible at telling stories, it's not in my programming, but…" he then launched into a long, elaborate telling of the events that led to his making an extremely long distance phone call home from Idaho after taking a French Horn of his head. R2-D2 made several inputs of his own, none of which could be understood by anyone other than C-3PO.
"I'll see you a long, long time from now, in a galaxy far, far away, because my flight was delayed."
Hence, R2-D2 made a tracking device with a collection of fairly useless supplies that saved his Florida-touring friend from kidnappers, made him a hero, and won the heart of his local librarian. He also wrote a letter of thanks to the author of 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 (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), who happened to be the author of this story's sister (who was featured in the last chapter), and a big fan of
FRYING PANS OF DOOM
DUN-DUN-DUN
and llamas. One week later he went on a date with XP-09. The went to a karaoke restaurant where they sang "On The Street Where She Lives", from My Fair Lady, Marian, Madame Librarian" from The Music Man, "L-O-V-E" by Nat King Cole, and "Can You Feel The Love Tonight" from The Lion King. They won an award.
I truly wish I could say that all of the characters in this story lived happily ever after, but I can't, for several reasons.
1) The FRYING PAN OF DOOM (DUN-DUN-DUN!!) is still possessed by the author's sister, an extremely dangerous fact.
2) C-3PO missed his flight from Idaho as he kept setting off the metal detector.
3) If they did, there couldn't be a sequel.
THE END
DUN-DUN-DUN!!!!!
(A/N: Please let me know if you think there should be a sequal!)
(a/n: Thank you to all the people who reviewed this, thank you to the Frying Pan Of Doom, and sorry for misspelling Dugong at first)