(all of them sneak past the sleeping Russian furbys and climb back into the ship, however as Patrick looks out the window, he sees OB1 arguing with a man in all black)

OB1: I told you, sir, these coupons have expired

Darth Vader (a.k.a. John Lester, hereby referred to as JL): But I must have my steak

OB1: Listen, I'm sorry I need to see some cash

JL: Grrrr (John Lester pulls out a large glowing bread stick) Fine, but I'm taking the bread

OB1: Oh, no you're not (Grabs a glowing bread stick)

(as the two begin to fight, Patrick screams out)

P: Noooooo! You'll spoil the bread *sobs*

(OB1 seeing his stress tries to run, but John Lester's bread stick catches the edge of his cloak leaving him in his Captain Planet Boxers)

OB1: *Blushing* Why you little creep *chases John Lester*

JL: *running* Ha, Ha try to catch me old man

T: This is too weird let's get out of here John

J: Groar

P: All I wanted was some toast *still sobbing*

T: Good, now's our chance to leave that brat behind…everyone, hurry to the ship

*all but Patrick (who is still on his knees crying) run into the falcon*

P: *still crying* I'm cold and there's furby's after me

(Patrick walks around and somehow finds a kitchen)

P: Oooh a toaster *puts bread in and presses down the lever*

(Patrick sees a shiny red button marked "Danger, do not press this EVER"

P: Oooh, shiny like mango juice *Presses button*

(In an amazing fireworks display (also including cheap Hollywood FX) the re-incarnation star blows up and cheers are heard from the falcon's window)

T: Any of you guys wanna go somewhere cold with a lot of snow and strange creatures?

C3: Meh… as long as there's no more furby mango juice *Shudders*

*Faint scream gradually getting louder is heard* aaaaaaaaaaaaAAAHHH *Splat*

*Patrick's smoldering corpse hits the falcon's windshield*

All: AAAHHH

P: What?

All: AAAHHH

P: What are you screaming abou- *turns around* oh

*a large fleet of bow-tie fighters swarm towards them*

T: Hmm, how is Patrick alive?

(Bow-tie fighter fires a blast, which hits Patrick)

P: Wow, I feel more energized

T: Darn…okay, let's blow those things up R2 *Jumps into Potato gun station* Ha, Ha, Ha, die evil scum

C3: You'd think we'd be more surprised that he's still alive

R2: *boop* (meh) *Pushes C3PO out with Patrick*

*Both continually get blasted by bow-tie fighters*

Patrick: Bonjoure…You know, I think that's French or something

C3: FRENCH?!?!?!?!?! *grabs R2 and starts beating Patrick with him*

T: C3PO we need R2 to blow up things and we need you to translate his little beeps so get back in here

C3: Yay, translate

*R2 speeds into the cabin closing the door behind him locking C3PO and Patrick out*

T: R2! Let C3PO back in

*R2 opens the hatch to see C3PO and Patrick floating off into space

R2: *beop* (oops)

T: Aw, now we gotta go back and get them… John, get us back there

J: Roarhr

T: Yes, we have to go and get C3PO. How else are we to know what R2's saying

*R2 rolls eye-thing in exasperation*

J: Roahrr *Shi turns around and flies toward C3PO's floating body*

T: R2, keep those bow-tie fighters off our backs while I get C3PO back in

R2: *Bep* (Yay, more killing) *Jumps into Potato gun station* *boop* (Ha, Ha, Ha, die evil scum) *beep* oh my gosh, I'm starting to sound like Han

C3: Ha, ha, that little bot loves to kill things

R2: *beoep* yeah, things like you

*John finally gets away from the Bow-tie fighters by hitting ADD space. Everyone goes nuts again, so he drops from ADD space and lands on a peculiar frozen planet*