Disclaimer: Okay, I you guys don't mind, I'm gonna stop writing these disclaimers. Everybody knows that I'm not George Lucas, and that I don't own Star Wars. Good. Now that's over with, we can see how these girls get out of their little predicament. (or do they? Snicker, snicker.)

Chapter 4

About three uneventful hours later, the three girls were unfortunately still locked within the prisoner cages of Slave I. They had tried everything to get out, but Jango Fett would just ignore them. They had tried whining, begging, pleading, and even bribing Jango, but none of it worked. "Psst…Alicia, are you dead yet?" Torie hissed after several minutes of silence. "No, I don't think so. I was hoping you might be, though." Alicia muttered in reply. She had been almost asleep before Torie woke her up. "Hey, what's that supposed to mean?" Torie asked defiantly. "It means you're the reason that we're stuck in here because you were the one who called Jaster Mereel a 'son-of-a-bantha-manwhore'…" Alicia replied coldly. "Okay, guys, let's not start that argument again for the billionth time." Alee interrupted. "Hey, it's only the 26th time!" Torie said, looking hurt. "Oh, yeah, Torie. Big difference. Besides, that isn't the point. My point is…shut up!" Alee was looking very annoyed.

"Alright, so, how do we get out of here?" Alicia mumbled, changing the subject. "We've already tried everything we could think of. All we get is electrocution and a kinda freaky laugh from sir crazy clown bounty hunter, a.k.a. Jango Fett, up there." Torie nodded her head towards the cockpit. "Hey,…" Alicia began to growl, but stopped suddenly. Her two friends could almost see the light bulb glow over her head. "I just got an idea of how to get us out of here." She said slowly.

"What?" "What did you come up with, Alicia?" Alee and Torie asked eagerly. "Unless…" "…you mean…" "…what we think…" "…you mean…" Looks of glee appeared on their faces. All three girls caught each other's eyes, and nodded evilly.

Minutes later, after planning out their strategy, they were ready. "Okay, then," Alicia said, "one…" "…two…" Alee added. "…three!" Torie finished. "I KNOW A SONG THAT GETS ON EVERYBODY'S NERVES, EVERYBODY'S NERVES, EVERYBODY'S NERVES! I KNOW A SONG THAT GETS ON EVERYBODY'S NERVES AND THIS IS HOW IT GOES…I KNOW A SONG THAT GETS ON…" Alee, Torie, and Alicia sang loudly. They kept singing, and singing, and singing…

Thirty minutes and many repetitions of the song later, another odd noise came from the cockpit. It was… "Curly!" Alicia exclaimed. "Except this time, he's not laughing." Torie pointed out. Alee then realized something. "You know guys, it sounds like he's…" "Crying!" All three finished at the same time.

And sure enough, a distinct sobbing sound could be heard from the cockpit. The girls heard running footsteps coming towards them. Jango came into the room, crying hysterically, his hands pulling out his hair again. There were many completely bald spots on his head. Alicia started to say something, but Torie and Alee silenced her with a glare.

"I can't take it anymore!" Jango sobbed. "You're driving me insane! You're even worse than Zam! She drove me insane, but at least she was good in bed!" Alicia made a growl strangely reminiscent of a very pissed off tiger. "But you three girls, on the other hand, have nothing good to offer!" This time it was Alee and Torie's turn to growl. "Well, you know, Jango, if you're looking for romantic company, I'm sure Alicia would help you in the…" Torie's voice dropped to a loud whisper, "sexual category."

Jango screamed again, a rather girlish scream. Alee and Torie snickered. Jango and Alicia, on the other hand, turned bright red again. "If I let you three out, will you stop singing that awful song and driving me insane?" Jango pleaded, sounding desperate. All three of the girls snickered under their breaths. "But of course, Jango." They all said innocently.

After Jango released them from the prisoner cells, he went to the cockpit. They started to follow him, but were blocked by Boba Fett. "Er, hiya Boba!" Alicia said, waving. Alee and Torie slapped their hands to their foreheads. "Why do you keep doing that?" Boba asked the two curiously. "Is that a greeting where you come from?" "Um…yeah!" Torie said, grinning. Alee started to say "no" but Torie elbowed her in the stomach. "Isn't that a greeting, Alee and Alicia?" Torie said determinately through her teeth. Alee, still in a bit of pain, nodded, and Alicia, who didn't want Torie to hit her, also agreed. "Well then," Boba said, "here goes." He looked at the girls and slapped his hand to his forehead, rather harder than he should have. "Oww!" Boba said, rubbing his forehead. All three girls gave a little laugh. "Er, that was very…good, Boba." Alicia said, trying very hard not to laugh.

"Well, I wanted to ask you some stuff. First off, I don't know your names, even though you seem to know mine." They introduced themselves to Boba. "Okay, second, I wanted to ask…Alicia, is it?" He looked at Alicia to make sure he had gotten her name right. She nodded, and Boba continued in a loud whisper. "Odd name. Do you really want to have you-know-what with my dad?" "What, sex?" Alicia asked, turning red again. Boba flinched at the word, then nodded. "I'm sorry, Boba. That's privileged information. I could tell you, but then I'd have to kill you." Alicia replied, not daring to look him in the eye.

"Oh. 'Cause I think you're not his type." Boba said softly, looking around to make sure his father wasn't near. "Oh, no shit, Sherlock," Alicia said sarcastically, "What gave you that idea, the fact that he tried to electrocute me?" "Um, no, that's not it. Do you remember what I said about him and Zam and how they didn't realize that I was in the room?" Alicia growled angrily in reply. Boba, ignoring her, continued. "Well, he didn't want me to keep telling the story because of what he had Zam transform into. You know that Zam's a changeling, right?" he looked at the girls, who were all eager for him to continue telling the story. "Well,…let's move over here." He walked to the side of the ship farthest away from the cockpit. "He had Zam transform…into a…man."

Alicia shrieked loudly; several words came out of her mouth that she definitely would not say around her parents. Alee and Torie collapsed onto the floor, laughing so hard that they weren't even breathing and were turning blue. "What? That's not funny." Said Boba loudly. "Because of that, I know far more than I ever wanted to know about certain holes on certain body parts and what to put in them! I've been scarred for life!" Torie and Alee roared even louder with laughter. Boba just shook his head sadly, and turned to Alicia, who had a very far away look in her eyes. Her friends knew that she was mentally creating an image of the event that Boba had described. A grimace appeared on her face as she saw a very disturbing image in her head (that I will luckily not explain, that'd make the story NC-17) and she retched, almost throwing up.

The children were suddenly distracted by the slight fact that the ship had just turned upside down, and they landed hard on what used to be the ceiling. "Hang on!" Jango shouted from the cockpit. "Oh, nice. Now he tells us." Torie muttered angrily. "Yeah, it's not like I didn't want my ass to break my fall." Alee agreed, a look of pain on her face. The ship turned again, so that it was now right side up. Taking full advantage of this opportunity, they ran quickly to the cockpit, jumped into seats (Alicia managed to get to the co-pilot's before Boba) , and strapped themselves in tightly.

"What's going on, Dad?" Boba asked eagerly. Jango looked at his radar screen. "Those damn Jedi." He muttered under his breath. Alicia looked at the screen as her friends (and Boba) looked over Jango's shoulder to do the same. "Oh my God!" Alicia screamed, losing all shred of self-control she had. "It's Jedi starfighters! Three of them! We're all gonna freakin' diiiiiiiiiiiiiie!" Her last word came out in a shriek as they spun wildly to avoid getting hit by the laser blasts the starfighters were shooting at them. "Don't worry, young lady." Jango said, a very smug smile on his face. "They won't hit us. I'm the best pilot in the galaxy…no, the universe!" He laughed evilly again, and Torie and Alee exchanged meaningful looks.

The smile on Jango's face, however, disappeared as the ship suddenly rocked violently. A laser bolt had hit them. Warning lights lit up on the control panel and several loud alarms went off, ringing throughout the ship. "Oh, yeah, some great frickin' pilot you are!" Torie yelled angrily. Alicia didn't object to the insult, which made her friends slightly suspicious. When they looked at Alicia, their questions were answered. Her mouth was shut tightly, and her face took on a slightly green color. Tears were coming out of her tightly shut eyes.

"Alicia, are you okay?" Alee asked, feeling slightly worried for her friend. Alicia just shook her head. When she opened up her mouth, a very childish wail came out. "I wanna go home and I wanna watch movies and I wanna play video games and…I want my teddy bear!" She whined, sobbing slightly. Her friends weren't sure if they should laugh at their friend or comfort her. Deciding on the latter, Alee put her hand on Alicia's shoulder. "Now, now, Alicia. I'm sure everything's gonna be f…" She didn't get the chance to say her last comforting word, because Jango swore loudly.

"Oh, shootskies! He can't cuss like that!" Torie shouted "If he cusses like that, it means we're in some serious sh…" Like her friend, Torie was unable to finish her sentence, because at that very moment, another laser bolt struck the ship. Alicia wailed again, then started to bite her nails nervously.

Just then, they heard a computerized voice interrupted the loud warning alarms. "Losing power." It said. "Unreachable gas leak and fire in the control room. This ship will self-destruct in…five minutes." All five occupants of the ship looked at each other and spoke in perfect unison:

"Oh, shit."

To be continued next chapter, eh? Read and review, please no flames. I have low self-esteem issues as is, don't damage me more.