'Wisdom With Age'

by Jasmine Larson

Title: Wisdom With Age

Author: Jasmine Larson

Genre: Humor

Time Frame: Near fifty years after ROFTJ

Summary: Han, Leia, Luke, and Chewie are all much older now. They can barely remain upright without walking sticks! They try to pull it together for one more mission.

Han Solo shifted in his wheelchair. So what if he was getting older, he still had it. He looked over at Leia who was busy knitting and grinned. "I feel ambitious today, sweetheart," Han said, "I think I will go and get my dentures myself!"

Han hopped up with vigor and promptly popped out his knee. "Ouch!" Han cried and clutched his knee. "Everytime I do that it--ouch!--it, it hurts me."

"Well, then don't do that, dear." Leia said with a satisfied smirk. "Next time have C-3po do it for you."

"Oh, DEAR!" cried the before mentioned robot. He grumbled as he looked about for Han's dentures."I seem to be made to suffer, it's my lot in life. It's not a lot, but it's my life!"

Shudup.Chewie mumbled from behind his newspaper.

"Ouch!" Leia cried as she pricked her finger on her knitting needle. "Everytime I do that it--OUCH!--it hurts me."

Han sighed and looked for a newspaper. "Hey Chewie do you mind if I...?" Han asked as he snatched Chewie's newspaper.

Moocher. the overgrown teddy bear growled.

Han sat back content as he shuffled through the newspaper. Luke hobbled (with help from his cane) into the Solo's overly cluttered living room.

"Well, I wonder what's going on in the galaxy today," he said as he snatched Han's newspaper.

Han growled. "No fair, moocher."

Luke happily began shuffling through the newspaper in search of the comics. "Oh, GOODIE!" He exclaimed. "Garfield!" he settled down (in Han's favorite chair) to read for hours.

"Han, you have something in your teeth." Leia said.

Han took them out to see what it was. He began to pick his 'teeth' and whistle (which was not the easiest thing in the galaxy without teeth).

"Oh, LOOK!" Luke yelled much louder then anyone would think an 80 year old guy could.

Han sighed. "What did Blondie do now?"

"No, no. There is trouble in the galaxy and we are needed once again!" Luke said between wheezes.

Leia exploded with laughter. "US? What is there, a knitting crisis?" She gasped before she dissolved into giggles once more.

"Great," Han muttered as he fitted his dentures in place. "and I don't even know how to knit."

Luke was jumping up and down now yelling: "They need us! They need us! We can't let them down!"

"Wait a minute," Han said, "it really IS a knitting crisis?"

Luke was getting mad now. They could tell because he was now unmistakably turning red and swinging his arms around in the air. "NO, NO, NO!" he yelled like a 5-year-old who wasn't getting what hewanted. "The galaxy has a new villan! Her name is---Fee Fee the Mutant!"

Dun Dun Dun

"I'm hungry." Han said matter-of-factly.

Leia rolled her eyes. "Again? I just fed you."

"Well, I don't like bran muffins!" Han cried indignantly.

Leia looked hurt. "But, but, you used to like them..."

Han sighed. "Yeah, before I LIVED on them!"

"SHUDUP!" Luke screamed.

Needless to say he had their attention.

"Now, we are going to save the galaxy and defeat Fee Fee the Mutant!"

End Of Chapter One