"If it isn't Robert Solo..." Lemonlime said. "...and Chewbert, his flea-covered friend.."
"He does NOT have fleas!!" Bob retorted.
Chewie agreed, then quickly started scratching at his head.
"Anywho, I've been wantin' to do this for a very long time..." Lemonlime said. "Ever since...the INCIDENT..."
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Five years ago...
"Gotta...get that solo guy..." Lemonlime grumbled.
As Lemonlime walked over to his ship, and started it up with a *CHIRP-CHIRP!* from his car keys, every stormtrooper could be seen laughing at him.
"What...what's everyone laughing at?" Lemonlime asked.
Lemonlime looked up to find the exterior of his ship was painted with bright red paint, reading "EAT DIRT, VERDURA!"
"I...didn't write that.." Lemonlime said.
At that moment, Verdura showed up and slapped Lemonlime clear across his face.
"SO-LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" Lemonlime yelled.
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"Pffft!" Bob exclaimed. "Like that ever happened. It was a pretty funny flashback, though."
"GIVE ME THR CRYSTAL, OR DIEEEEEE!!" Lemonlime shouted.
Bob laughed a good twenty seconds, and snorted.
"You and WHAT ARMY?!" Bob asked loudly.
Suddenly, from within the jungle, came thousands upon thousands of soldiers. Some were on speeder bikes, some were piloting ships, some were ground soldiers, but all of them were evil.
"Oh...crap." Bob said.
"As it grooves your body moves
Your body starts to get the feelin', and what you're feelin' is happiness"
"FIRE AT WIIIIIIIILLL!!" Lemonlime shouted.
A barrage of lasers started to power up from the main star destroyer. Bob knew exactly what to do—he grabbed Chewie and the two of them hid behind a thick-trunked tree.
"Let your body go as you listen, let it flow through your system
It'll take control of your mind and make you move your behind
As it grooves you feel the tension in the air and now you're hype"
Once the laser was down, Bob took out two guys and grabbed their laser guns. He took one for himself, and tossed another to Chewie.
"BRACE YOURSELF!!" Bob yelled to his friend.
Chewie nodded, and started firing lasers alongside Bob.
"You're gettin' down because the sound is just your type
G.M. and D.O.S.E's kickin' it to you right
So come on, come on and party hardy all night, and"
A long rock lay in the middle of the jungle, supporter by a smaller one. Chewie jumped up on one side, Bob jumped on the other side, which propelled Bob high into the air.
"ATTACK FROM ABOVE!" Bob yelled, and began to rapidly fire lasers at the soldiers and stormtroopers.
"Wiggle it just a little bit, I want to see you wiggle it just a little bit, as it grooves
Wiggle it just a little bit, I want to see you wiggle it just a little bit, as it grooves"
One of the lasers that Bob fired managed to literally blast the pants off a stormtrooper. The others stared at his Rebel Alliance symbol-patterned underwear and gasped.
"Uh..." the stormtrooper said. "I CAN EXPLAIN!"
"Once the DJ lets it spin, it'll penetrate your skin
It'll penetrate your soul and make you lose control
The D.O.S.E's comin' atcha, invadin' you like a body snatcher"
Chewie fired a few rounds at the soldiers, then, when he was close enough, he grabbed their non-existent arms and RIPPED THEM OFF!
"AAAAAAAGH!!" A Stormtrooper said. "Oh, wait." He then realized that he had no arms in the first place.
"Whether if you're drunk or sober this here groove is takin' over your body
And now you're partyin' like you've never partied before
You're jumpin' up and down like crazy on the dance floor"
Bob hid within a small pond from Lemonlime. He held his breath, until the army went away, then snuck up from behind them and took out one of the stormtroopers, using the helmet as a disguise.
"LET'S GET HIM, FELLAS!" Lemonlime exclaimed, then looked at Bob wearing the helmet. "Wait...who are YOU?"
"Uh..." Bob said, trying to sound like a stormtrooper. "I'm new, here..."
The stormtrooper helmet slid off of Bob's head. Bob chucked at the fact that they could now see him.
"SOLOOOOOOOOOO!!" Lemonlime exclaimed.
"You're gettin' busy like a bee and that's the truth, I got a feelin' there's a fire
Wiggle it just a little bit, I want to see you wiggle it just a little bit, as it grooves"
"...Someone call me?" Bob asked, appearing right next to General Lemonlime.
"AGH!" GET OUTTA HERE!" Lemolime exclaimed.
"Wiggle it just a little bit, I want to see you wiggle it just a little bit, as it grooves
I bet you're moving your body from side to side
I bet the groove that you're hearin' is keeping you satisfied"
"GIVE ME THE CRYSTAL!!" Lemonlime exclaimed.
"NEVER!" Bob shouted.
"Maybe THIS will make ya think otherwise..."
Lemonlime pressed a button on his ship, which unleashed a mechanical arm. The arm began to tickle Bob rather hard.
"AHHAHAHA!!" Bob laughed. "NO NO NO! STOP IT! GAHAHA!"
"Dancin' by yourself is bad for your health
So grab a cutie by the hand and tell her that you want to dance
As it grooves you feel the tension in the air and now you're hyped"
Pretty soon, the crystal became loose from Bob.
"HEY!" Bob exclaimed.
Lemonlime now had the crystal within his mechanical grasp. The robot arm placed the crystal within a small compartment, and he laughed as the ship started to fly away.
"You're gettin' down because the sound is just your type
G.M. and D.O.S.E's kickin' it to you right, so come on, come on, party"
"Aw, crap!" Bob exclaimed, kicking a rock. "He got it..."
Chewie placed an arm around Bob. Suddenly, Bob stood up.
"WAIT, I GOT IT!" He exclaimed. "GET IN THE FALCON, CHEWIE! WE'RE FOLLOWIN' HIM!"
Bob and Chewie quickly started up the Falcon, and placed some black sunglasses on.
(*"Bob, seriously. You sure we can make it? It's like, gonna take a bazillion parsecs to keep up with them, we got half a tank of gas, no regrets, and it's almost dark, and we got sunglasses."*) Chewie said.
"Punch it." Bob replied. "We're on a mission from Jabba."