Yeah. I'm getting sad about these short chappies, since I always try to make chappies long (at least, in my other multi-chapter story), so here's another one. And it's still short! BAH!

Plus, you know, I have no life, so all I'm doing besides updating is surfing the Internet and reading iharthdarth comics over at livejournal. They're funny. :)

VIII. The Process

The day after they arrived to Kashyyyk, Fett went before the Wise One again, this time to plead his case for collecting the chooc-laat strawpberries. Unfortunately, his persuasion skills were incredibly good, and much to his dismay he was granted permission to gather the sweetened fruits.

"Well, it's a good thing that they're going to let you, isn't it?" Bill asked as they sat together, the Twi'lek trying to console (a fruitless effort). "Now you won't have to do anything illegal."

"I'm a bounty hunter. I revel in the illegal!"

"What, like downloading jizz-wailer singles?"

Fett sighed in irritation. "No, like killing people. But that's beside the point. If they had rejected our request, we could've gone home! Now we'll have to go through...The Process." Boba shuddered.

Bill cocked an eyebrow. "Uh, yeah..." A small beeper went off and Bill checked his wrist chrono, face lightening with glee. "Mill's home!" He dashed off to sit at the hut door like a dog waiting expectantly for it's master.

"Boba sighed, annoyed, and tried to content himself with the fact that Bill too would have to endure the month-long Process.

The door swung open and Bill launched himself at the Wookiee that entered.

"You're not Mill!"

/No, I'm not/ the Wookiee replied dryly, flicking him halfway across the room and turning to Boba. /It is time./

Fett stood up, slouched, and grabbed Bill, dragging him along as the Wookiee led them.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Bill struggled against Fett but the bounty hunter was too strong.

"You got me into this, and there's no was you're getting out now. Besides, with two of us, The Process should go twice as fast."

"What exactly is this process?" Bill asked, nervous for the first time as the Wookiee led them lower and lower down spiraling walkways, deeper into the Wroshyr trees' midst.

/You'll see when we get there. Or rather, you won't./ The Wookiee grinned, not baring his teeth.

"What do you mean, I won't--" the Wookiee shoved them into a dark area and slammed a door shut. Bill gulped. Something was pulling at his leg.

"Bobaaaaaaa!"

Fett braced himself.

-

Later that evening, the Wookiee brought their bruised and battered bodies back to the hut. On their windowsills, he placed the contents to two vials. Each contained a single drop of blood from the core of the donor's being.

Please review! P.S. They did not get raped. NO. Sorry, it's just that millpzonesyou, one of my betas, thought that at first. Just...NO!