Disclaimer: I do not own Star Wars. Why do I keep writing these dumb disclaimers? Oh, yeah, that's right. The voices in my head keep telling me to write them. Wait…I mean…okay, for all further discussion, forget that last little comment. I am proud to say that I have tried to get professional help, but for some reason, the psychiatrists always run away. Why?
The members of Tribloomer will write at least two sequels to this story. They take place in other movies, though. These movies will be…drum roll please…Lord of the Rings and Pirates of the Caribbean! Yeah! Johnny Depp. (sigh) : )
Chapter 2
SLAM! Alee and Alicia landed with a loud thump. Alee picked herself up off of the ground and dusted off her clothes. A few seconds later, Torie landed right next to her. Alicia, on the other hand, had landed on a person dressed in a dark brown robe; a Jedi. "Sorry, Mr…" She stopped mid-sentence as she looked up. The person standing in front of her made her heart skip a few beats and her mouth dropped open. His blue and silver armor was reflecting the sunlight, but was dirtied by red dirt in some places. "Jango Fett." She breathed. Then she realized something. She was in the battle of Geonosis and Jango Fett was standing in front of her, so that meant that the Jedi she landed on was… "Die, Mace Windu, die!" Alicia screamed, pounding on his back with her fists. He was trying to get up, and Alicia couldn't let that happen, 'cause if he did, poor Jango wouldn't have a head. As Mace fought to get her off of him, she managed to yell, "Shoot (punch)him (slap) Jango!(kick)" The bounty hunter just stared at her. Finally, Mace managed to get a very angry Alicia off of him. He raised his lightsaber, and Alicia did the only thing that she could do. She gave him a very hard kick in between the legs. This distracted him for a moment (duh), and a moment was all that Jango needed. The girls heard a shot from a blaster, and Mace fell to the ground.
"Whoohoo!" Alicia yelled. She looked over at her friends. They were just staring at her…no, they were staring at Jango. When she looked to see what they were staring at, Alicia found herself looking down the barrel of a blaster. Her eyes widened as she looked at the silver blaster. "Who are you and how do you know my name?" Jango growled. "I…I…we…" Alicia stuttered.
Torie and Alee then realized that Jango was pointing his second blaster at them. "Hey, what are you pointing a blaster at us for? We're not Jedi or anything." Alee said. "Why do you have lightsabers then?" Jango asked. Alicia's eyes flew down to where her lightsaber was hanging on her utility belt. She stared at it with horror. Throwing it down on the ground at Jango's feet, she said, "Here Mr. Fett! Here's my lightsaber. It's another weapon for you! Use it, it's very effective!" Then she started doing the Ewok worship dance thing from Return of the Jedi. "Ah, oh…Ah, oh…" Jango picked up the lightsaber and stared at Alicia, who was still bowing like an idiot.
"Can we please come with you in the Slave I?" Alicia begged. "Don't leave us here with the Jedi! Please!" "And we kinda helped save your life. That Jedi would have killed you if we hadn't shown up." Torie added, not wanting to be caught in the middle of a battle. "No such thing would have happened. I am fully capable of taking care of myself." Jango said with a touch of anger in his voice. "Actually, Mr. Fett," Alicia said softly, "she's right. If we hadn't distracted him, he would have cut off your head." "But I would have just used my…" Jango started, but Alicia interrupted him. "Your jetpack doesn't work. The reek messed it up when it trampled you." "Okay, first off, who the hell are you and why do you know that my jetpack didn't work!"
"Ahh, Zam told us." Torie said in a somewhat small voice. "That bitch!" Jango yelled. "She said she wouldn't tell anyone! And how could the reek have messed up my jetpack? That's why I wear armor there! Unless..you..mean..the..one..on..my..back…"
"Really?" Alicia said blushing. Torie and Alee just slapped their heads to their foreheads. At about this time, the battle was getting very loud and dangerous. "Umm, Mr. Fett? Can I advise that we leave about now, because pretty soon that little Yoda dude will show up with your clones and they'll be fighting for the wrong side and they'll be like shooting like 'whoosh' and 'bang' and everyone will be like dying and screaming and… yeah!" After babbling this very long and run-on sentence, everyone (Jango, Alee, and Torie) was staring at Alicia. "Well, I guess you three haven't shown me any hostilities, so…" Jango paused and looked at Alicia, who had gone back to the worshipping thing. "so I guess you can come with me in Slave I. Besides, Boba could use some company." Alee and Torie exchanged very evil looking glances.
Jango lowered his blasters. "This way. Follow me and don't get distracted. Shoot some Jedi if you have to." He started walking very fast towards an exit. The girls all drew their blasters and followed, shooting at anyone who got in the way. Torie and Alee tried to avoid shooting Jedi, so they shot at the battle droids. Alicia followed Jango's example and tried to shoot the Jedi. Unfortunately, her aim was very bad, so she kept hitting the walls and ground.
Finally, they got out of the arena and got to the landing pad where Slave I was located. Suddenly, someone was shooting at them. Jango started to shoot back, but stopped. "Wait…are those…my clones? Why the hell are they shooting at me? Stop shooting, you morons!" The laser fire stopped immediately. Jango shook his head sadly. "Damn gene alteration. Makes them completely stupid." He motioned for the girls to follow him as the landing ramp to Slave I lowered.
At the top of the ramp, Jango hit his head on the roof with a loud 'thunk'. Alee and Torie looked at each other and burst into laughter. In perfect unison, Jango and Alicia turned to look at them, raised their blasters, and said in very serious voices, "That…was not…funny." Torie and Alee stopped and gulped. As they got into the ship, they headed to the cockpit. Sitting in the co-pilot's seat was none other than Boba Fett. "Dad! Are you okay?" he asked, concerned. "I'm fine, son." Jango answered as he sat in the pilot's seat. "Who are they?" Boba asked suspiciously as he eyed the girls. Alicia rushed forward and grabbed Boba's hand. "Yo, Boba! Wazz up, homey?" she said in a tough voice. Her friends again slapped their hands to their foreheads. "Umm, Dad?" Boba asked his father, looking and sounding very scared. "Don't ask, son, just don't ask." Jango replied as the Slave I lifted off into space.