Han sat uncomfortablely in his cockpit seat. I used to fit in this thing... Han thought to himself.
"Why are we doing this anyway?" he asked Chewie who was sitting beside him still buried in the newspaper.
/Look/ Chewie exclaimed. /Whoopie cushions are on sale/
"Chewie..." Han sighed.
/Oh, um, yeah. Why are we doing this? Because Luke threatened to turn blue and faint if we didn't./
"Oh, yeah." Han said.
Leia walked in. Leia popped out her knee. "Ouch!" she yelled.
Han smirked. There was a day when he would have jumped up to see if she was ok, but now he was too afraid of popping out his own knee. She walked half bent over to her seat and plopped down. She whipped out her knitting.
Luke walked(well, hobbled)in.
"I hear that Jacon married Alice last week. They looked so happy, he does everything for her!" Luke said as he snatched the newspaper and sat down.
Leia kicked Han."You jerk! You don't even open the door for me anymore." she growled.
"Well," Han said as he rubbed his leg(the one she kicked), "You don't even feed me anymore!"
"Sure I do!" Leia yelled. 'What do you call all those bran muffins!"
"Prison slop." Han said under his breath as he bent down to rub his leg again.
"Well," Luke said, a little too cheerfully, "we are off on another fun filled adventure!"
Han grumbled. "This time couldn't they have done it without me?" he winced as Leia popped her knee back in place with a loud SNAP!
"Well, we're off." Han said as he downloaded the coordinates from the nave computer to make the jump to light speed. Then everything flashed in white and blue light and they rocketed of the stupid rock.
End Of Chapter Two