Disclaimer: I don't own star wars…..or the banthas.
Alex woke up with a start.
Today was the day he was going to be set free; live life on the wild side………
There is only one problem that faces him. He doesn't exactly know how to get out of the front gate.
"Good morning Joppa," said Alex, calmly.
"I'm going to kill him, stupid stinking hump", Joppa muttered to himself. (A/N that's not really what he said, I just thought swearing would not be entirely appropriate)
"Ok…" Alex muttered not entirely sure who those comments were directed too.
"Its Jolee, you know that f----- Jedi" "He hasn't paid me back the entire 30000 credits. "Most of them fake, counterfeit, damn bastard". Joppa said.
Alex knew little of the Jedi, but he was positively sure they did not cheat.
"Exactly what I need now" thought Alex, rolling his eyes.
"Joppa, I found out a way we could make money", Alex said staring at the Hutt's bulbous eyes.
"What?" Joppa bellowed.
"I mean, how YOU could make money", said Alex, frustrated.
"That's better" Joppa smiled, mockingly.
"I was thinking that I could go out into the desert; herd a couple of banthas, than ask for a ransome!" "You know tusken raiders think they are sacred, and would do anything to get them back" Alex said, with his fingers crossed around his back.
"WHAT! BANTHA HOSTAGES?" said Joppa angrily, tired of Alex's immaturity.
"Yeah" Alex said plainly.
Joppa laughed, "You know what, even though it is the stupidest idea any organism in the galaxy has had, I'll let you do it"
"Really?" said Alex.
"Yes I have decided that even if you do get killed, it wouldn't be a great loss, 'cos then I won't have the stupidest slave in the whole of Tatooine!"
"Why thank you Joppa" Alex said with contempt.
"And If you actually get your hands on some banthas, bring back one for tea!" "Or two, make that three!" "Bon Voyage, Alex."