"Well, we're here. Wherever 'here' is." Han said with disgust. "Oh well, I've still got it"
Chewie chuckled. /You may still have it, but no one wants to see it/

"Say," Leia said, "what is this Fee Fee the Mutant doing anyway"
"Mutating." Luke stated.

DUN DUN DUN

"Mutating what?" Han asked as he landed his hunk of junk on the planet that Fee Fee the Mutant was apparently wreaking havoc on at the moment.
"Everybody." Luke said matter-of-factly.

DUN DUN DUN

"WHERE IS THAT STUPID MUSIC COMING FROM!" Han yelled.
"Sorry." C-3po said from the supply closet.
"And I thought locking him up would shut him up," Han mused.
"Well, let's go see how we can stop Fee Fee the Mutant." Leia sighed.
/Say/ Chewie said/how are we going to change the people back who have already been mutated/
"Bad luck for them." Han chuckled. "Everyone is all old now anyway."
"But what about the people who still look good?" Luke asked innocently enough.
"I'd like to shoot them just for looking good." Han growled.
Leia smiled. "Han, if you are still jealous of how good I look you would look better if you would eat your bran muffins---"
/Shudup/ Chewie growled as he snatched the newspaper/both of you./

Luke pouted. "Can't we just go save the galaxy? PLUUULEASE?"

"Why?" Han asked.
"Because if we don't people are going to be turned into mutants!" Leia shouted.
"Better them then me!" Han bellowed as he jerked a thumb at his chest. In doing so he popped out his thumb.

"OW!" Han yelled and began sucking on his thumb.
"Oh, really." Leia sighed.

"It hurts!" Han cried. But with his thumb in his mouth it sounded more like'It hworts.
"Oh, let me see." Leia said as she yanked his thumb out of his mouth thus popping out his elbow.
"OW! OW! OW! OW!" Han cried.
"Hmmmmm." Leia mumbled as she looked at his hand. She twisted once and---SNAP!...SNAP! SNAP SNAP!...POP!

"There you are sweety!" She said as she kissed him on the cheek thus popping out his jaw.
"OW!" Han screamed.
"Oh, I'm sorry!" Leia said as she leaned forward to look at his jaw.
"NO! NO!" Han yelled. "Don't help me!" Han grimaced as he felt his jaw(which was now at a slightly odd angle).

Chewie sighed. Chewie got up and took Han's head in both paws and turned violently. SNAP! CRACKLE!
POP!
"Thanks man," Han said as he rubbed his fitted in place jaw.
/Don't mention it./ Chewie said. But he thought to himself/Boy that felt good! I've always wanted to do that.../

End Of Chapter 3