Disclaimer: Oh, boy, here we go again. I don't own star wars. Blah, blah, blah, blah… (Just please, don't steal my friends and me. I really don't know what I would do if I was stolen from me. Wait, is that even physically possible? Did anyone follow that?) Further, I "borrowed" something from another fic called "Star Wars vs. Us" by Vegesa: SSJ Jedi Knight. It's a funny story!
Chapter 3
After leaving the Geonosis atmosphere, the Slave I became almost eerily quiet. Suddenly, Torie burst into laughter for no apparent reason, which very much scared the other four occupants of the ship. "Umm…" Boba stared at Torie with a look that said he was trying to figure out what was wrong with her. Upon seeing this, Alicia (still keeping one eye on her friend) got up from her seat and put her hand on Boba's shoulder. Boba flinched, looking even more frightened. "Don't worry Boba! She's always like this. We still haven't figured out what's wrong with her. Don't even think there's a scientific term for it, actually."
Boba looked as if he were trying to decide whether to laugh or be even more scared. The result was a nervous smile. "Whoohoo!" Alicia shouted. "Did everyone see that? I just succeeded in making Boba Fett, the best bounty hunter…" Jango cleared his throat. "…okay, second best bounty hunter in the universe, smile!" Torie, who had stopped laughing to witness Alicia's little psychotic episode, spoke up. "By the way, Boba, we don't know what's wrong with her, but we're pretty sure it's contagious, so you might not want her to touch you."
Immediately, Boba shoved Alicia's hand off of his shoulder. Then, he jumped out of his seat and ran out into the cockpit. Jango took off his helmet, put it on the now empty co-pilot's seat and turned around. Looking at Alee, he asked, "Are they always like this?" Alee took a moment to consider her answer. Alicia decided to use this moment to sneak over behind Jango in the co-pilot's seat. She caught Alee's eyes, started shaking her head, and mouthing the word "no" over and over again. Suddenly, Jango turned in his seat quickly and grabbed the front of Alicia's shirt. "Sit down!" he yelled. As soon as he let go, Alicia did as he ordered. Jango looked back at Alee. "Well, no. They're not always like this." Alee said, as Jango breathed a sigh of relief. "They can get worse than this." Alee added. She and Torie got up out of their seats as Jango's jaw nearly dropped to the floor, then went out of the cockpit to follow Boba.
This left Jango (still looking very puzzled) with the one person he was actually a little bit afraid of. Deciding to just try to ignore her, he turned to look out into hyperspace. After several minutes of this, he heard a squeaking noise coming from Alicia's direction. Slowly, he turned to see what she was doing. To his surprise, he saw Alicia, holding his helmet and polishing it with her sleeve. "What in the hell do you think you're doing?" he asked. Alicia looked up at Jango with a very blank 'which way did he go George, which way did he go' look on her face. "Polishing your helmet, Mr. Fett. It was covered in red dust." "Give me that!" Jango said loudly, snaching the helmet from her hands. Alicia pouted and gave Jango a very hurt look. "Sorry, Mr. Fett." She said softly. "Would you stop calling me that! Call me 'Fett', 'bounty hunter', or 'Jango'. Anything but 'Mr. Fett'."
Suddenly remembering something she read on in a story "Star Wars vs Us" by Vegesa: SSJ Jedi Knight, she had an idea. "Can I call you Curly?" she asked. Jango looked at her with a blank stare. "Why would you want to call me that?" he asked. "Um, 'cause you have curly hair." "Oh." "Okay, Curly." "Don't call me Curly!" "Oh. Okay then, Jango."
Jango rolled his eyes. "Why, of all the beings in the galaxy, am I the person who gets stuck with these three…creatures?" he muttered. "Because Alicia's wildly in love with you!" Torie shouted from the next room. "Wait, how did she hear…did she just say that you're wildly in love with me?" Jango asked Alicia with a face that had emotions ranging from fear to confusion to…everything else you could possibly feel in this awkward situation. Next to him, Alicia turned redder that Darth Maul with a sunburn. "Is what she said true?" Jango asked. "Umm…" Alicia blushed even more (if possible) and smiled at Jango.
"Ahh, quick, get her away from me! Now I have heard more than I needed to know! EVER!" Jango yelled, running out of the cockpit.
Meanwhile, Torie, Alee, and Boba where listening in on this conversation using a trick that Boba showed them, allowing them to tap into the communications thingy to the cockpit. Several minutes later, Jango came barreling into the room, holding his hands to his head, nearly pulling out his hair. Seeing the three children staring at him, he froze mid-pull. "Help me get rid of her, please!" he begged Alee and Torie. Seconds later, they heard footsteps coming from the cockpit to their direction.
Jango again went into panic mode, pulling on his hair, except this time, clumps of it actually came out. "Umm…Mr…I mean, Jango, where are you?" Alicia called. When she came into the room, the other children saw that she was still blushing, although not as brightly. Once she saw Jango and his hair-pulling episode, her smile turned into a frown. "No, Jango, stop. You have such pretty hair, don't pull it out!" Jango said a very long list of curse words at her. "How wude." Alicia said in her Jar-Jar voice. "You should learn some manners, Jango. Saying things like that around your son. Tsk, tsk." "Actually," Boba said, "he's done worse. This one time, he came back from a bounty hunting trip with Zam and they didn't realize that I was in the bedroom until they had already…" "Enough!" Jango screamed at Boba.
It was at this moment that the girls realized that Jango was actually blushing. With Jango's tanned complexion, you would think that it would be hard to tell, but it wasn't. His cheeks were redder than Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer's nose on a very foggy Christmas Eve. "Umm, Jango?" Alicia said softly, "you're kinda sorta…blushing."
Finally, poor Jango lost it. He walked over to Alicia, picked her up (no easy task, mind you) and threw her into a prisoner cell behind her. Slamming the door shut, he breathed another sigh of relief, but like his previous one, this one was not long lived. Alee and Torie immediately started yelling at Jango at the same time. Only bits of it were heard. "Hey, you can't do that!" "What the freakin' freak freak is wrong with you!" It was almost like watching an episode of "The Osbournes". As Jango turned to walk away, one statement from Torie could be heard. "Jaster Mereel was a son-of-a-bantha-manwhore!"
For those of you who don't know, Jaster Mereel was the man who raised Jango after his parents were killed and Jango's mentor in the Mandalorian Army, so to put things simply, Jango was pissed. Not 'someone just stepped on my foot so now I'm angry' pissed, he was 'I'm going to kill someone right freakin' now, and I don't care who he or she is' pissed. In one smooth motion, he picked up both of the girls and threw them into other prisoner cells.
The ship was filled with silence as Jango and Boba walked back into the cockpit. On their way, though, Jango stopped, opened a little box in the wall, and pulled out a tiny remote control looking device. He looked back at the girls, glared, and went into the cockpit. After he was gone, Alicia went into hysterics.
"What the funk is wrong with you, Torie! Jaster Mereel was cool! And not to mention that having a bounty hunter pissed off at you is NOT a good thing! I mean, come on, he kills things for a living!" Alicia screamed. "Good point." Torie said. "But Alicia, he threw you into a prisoner cell." Alee added. "We were just sticking up for you." "Hey Alee, you never know, maybe Alicia liked it." Torie giggled. "Why you little…" Alicia growled. She grabbed the bars in front of her, then yelped and let go quickly. Her friends stared at her.
"Alicia, is their something wrong with you? Besides the obvious, I mean." Alee asked suspiciously. Alicia just pointed shakily at the bars. "Hey, I wanna find out what's wrong with her!" Torie said excitedly from her cell. She then grabbed the bars on her cage. Like Alicia, she made a noise, except louder, and backed against a wall. Out of curiosity, Alee decided to grab the bars on her cage. "Ahh! That freakin' hurt!" Alee shouted, throwing herself to the back of her cage.
The girls all looked at each other. "Did you feel what I felt?" They all asked at the same time. "I don't know!" They replied in unison. "Okay, I got an idea!" Torie said. "Uh-oh." Alicia and Alee breathed at the same time. Torie rolled her eyes and continued. "I think that we should all grab the bars at the same time, that way we know if everyone felt the same thing." Her friends shrugged. "Well, it's worth a try." Said Alicia unenthusiastically. "Okay, on the count of three," Alee said, "one, two,…" "Three!" All three girls finished, grabbing the bars.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Alicia, Alee, and Torie screamed as loud as they could. Panting, they slid to the floor and collapsed. Suddenly, a strange sound could be heard from the cockpit. "Hahahaha! Bwahahahaha!" It was a very evil and sinister sounding laugh. And it was coming from… "Curly!" Alicia realized. "Why is that freakazoid laughing at us?" Torie muttered angrily. "He's trying to electrocute us through the bars!" Alee screamed. "Well, Torie deserves it. Deserves worse, actually." Alicia said confidently. Again, Jango's voice could be heard from the cockpit. "No one calls Jaster Mereel a 'son-of-a-bantha-manwhore' and gets away from it alive! Bwhahahaha!"
Note: Whoa Nelly! It looks as if our heroines (sort of) are in a bit of a predicament, huh? Okay, if ya haven't noticed, these are based on me and my two friends, and unfortunately, this is how we act in real life. Thank goodness you don't go to school with us, huh? Um, yeah, the little Jango and Zam pairing thing (shudder) was mostly the idea of Torie, but I put it in cause it was kinda (okay, very) funny. I don't mean to insult you Jango Fett fans as I am one myself. Please, oh please, don't put a bounty on my head! Just thought I should add that in so I don't get burned at the stake by Fett fans.