Lost!
Disclaimer: Yo-Ho, Yo-Ho, a pirates life for me, I own nothing.
It was dark, but that was to be expected considering they were flying through space, but let's says it was darker, 'because it was night, anyway, it was dark. Anakin had fallen asleep, and had a bit of saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth. But poor Dustfinger, suffering from a severe case of Jet Leg, sat up red eyed staring brainlessly at the movie screen,
"But I've always took care of you Kelly!"
"I know mom, but it's time for me to move on, I love Harry, I always have, so please let em go!"
Dustfinger had been watching the same such things for about twelve hours. At first they were depressing but now there were all one big yawn after another. He turned off the T.V and strolled into the control room, "Everything is alright Sir." Said a Robot named FKS-02, it was a she robot, but I still don't know how you tell. "That's fine FKS, I can take it from here."
"Are you sure Sir, you look awfully tired."
"Look
I can handle it!"
"Alright Sir,"
Unfortunately Dustfinger could not handle it, and was dozing, and letting them drift into space, in the wrong direction, and into "AN UNKNOWN GALAXY!"