I would like to thank the those that have fav'd and are enjoying this piece of work. Nice to see all the positive reception especially since I'm still pretty much an amateur fanfiction writer. Anyway, here's the next chapter where things officially get in full swing.

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Chapter 6: Mos Eisley Spaceport

(Lincoln's landspeeder zooms across the desert floor. He is in the driver seat, Luna is next to him in the passenger seat. Leni and Lisa are in the seats behind them. They stop on cliffside overlooking a wide terrain. On the terrain is a bird's eye view of some sort of settlement. A few ships are flying above, some leaving, some coming in.)

Luna: Mos Eisley Spaceport. You won't find a more wretched hive of scum and villainy. We must be cautious.

(The group rides into the place and sees all the odd life forms that roam the streets. They also notice some stormtroopers patrolling the area get a little nervous. As the speeder pulls up at an intersection where the traffic has stopped, a few stormtroopers walk up to it and look down at the passengers.)

Stormtrooper: How long have you had these droids?

Lincoln: Uh… about three or four seasons (smiles innocently).

Luna: (sarcastically) They're for sale if you want them.

Stormtrooper: (to Lincoln) Let me see your identification.

(Lincoln gets more nervous and fumbles to find his ID but Luna just lightly waves her hand.)

Luna: You don't need to see his identification.

Stormtrooper: We don't need to see his identification.

Luna: These aren't the droids you're looking for.

Stormtrooper: These aren't the droids we're looking for.

Luna: We can go about our business.

Stormtrooper: You can go about your business.

Luna: Move along.

Stormtrooper: (waving his hand) Move along. Move along.

(The speeder continues down the road and pulls up in front of a rundown blockhouse cantina. Various vehicles and animals with saddles are parked outside. The group gets out and heads for the entrance.)

Lincoln: How exactly did we get past those troopers? I thought we were done for.

Luna: The Force can have a strong influence on the weak-minded. Just one of the many perks that comes with it. It'll be a key ally for you.

Lincoln: So, you really think there's a pilot here who can take us to Alderaan?

Luna: Well, this is a popular place for the best freighter pilots. And this cantina is easily the most lively spot in the whole port. Only watch your step. It can be a little rough.

(The enter the cantina. The murky, moldy den is filled with an array of bizarre and exotic alien individuals at the long metallic bar and the small tables along the sides of the interior. A band of big, bald-headed, black-eyed yellow aliens play instruments on a small stage. They get further in until the rough-looking bartender sees them and points to Leni and Lisa.)

Bartender: Hey! We don't serve their kind here!

Lincoln: What?

Bartender: Those droids, they'll have to wait outside. We don't want them in here.

Leni: (offended) Well, that's rude!

Lisa: Easy, Leni. We have no quarrel in this outrageous environment.

Lincoln: You two better wait by the speeder. We don't want any trouble.

Leni: (calms down) Okay.

(The two droids go back outside and Lincoln sits down at the bar next to Luna. He looks around and is fascinated by all the different creatures, never having seen so many of them in one place. Luna was speaking to a short, tan-skinned girl with dark hair in a ponytail and was wearing a brown fur hoodie and a red bandolier with silver plates.)

(An alien with a walrus-like head next to Lincoln gives him a rough shove and yells something in an alien language. Lincoln is startled but sees that the guy seems drunk and chooses to ignore him. He feels a tap on his shoulder and sees a pig-nosed human next to Walrus-head.)

Pig-nose: (indicates Walrus-head) He doesn't like you.

Lincoln: (annoyed) Sorry.

(He turns away but Pig-nose grabs his shoulder and turns him back around.)

Pig-nose: I don't like you either.

Lincoln: You don't even know me!

Pig-nose: Doesn't matter. You just watch yourself. We're wanted men. I have the death sentence in twelve systems.

Lincoln: Alright, I'll be careful.

Pig-nose: You'll Be dead!

(Luna moves in behind Lincoln.)

Luna: (calmly) This little one isn't worth the effort. Now how about I get you something?

(Pig-nose then gets all enraged for no reason and shoves Lincoln aside into a table. He pulls out a laser pistol.)

Bartender: Hey! No blasters!

(Everyone ducks down as Pig-nose points his weapon at Luna. But Luna is to quick as she ignites her own blue lightsaber and delivers a blow in self-defense that cuts off the arm with the blaster. Pig-nose groans in pain and holds his wound as Walrus-head takes him away. A few others at the bar quickly finish their drinks and nervously leave in a hurry. Luna puts her saber away and helps Lincoln back up.)

Lincoln: I'm all right.

Luna: We don't have to be here for much longer. I just met Ronnie Anne. She's the copilot on a ship that might suit our needs.

(Outside, Leni and Lisa see some stormtroopers across the street speaking to pedestrians.)

Leni: Uh, oh. I don't like the looks of this.

Lisa: Let's find some hiding place until the masters come to retrieve us.

(Back inside the cantina, Lincoln and Luna sit down at a table in a corner. The girl Luna met earlier sits across from them and someone sits down next to her. He's a tall, tan-skinned man with dark hair combed upward upward in the front. He's wearing a white shirt with a black vest over it, blue pants and a utility belt with a blaster holster.)

Bobby: Bobby Soltiago. I'm captain of the Millennium Falcon. Ronnie here tells me you're looking for passage to the Alderaan system.

Luna: Indeed we are, dude. We'll gladly let you transport us if it's a fast ship.

Bobby: (smirks) Fast ship? You never heard of the Millennium Falcon? It's the ship that made the Kessel run in less than twelve parsecs!

Lincoln: I thought a parsec was a unit of distance, not time.

Bobby: Yeah, it is. See the Kessel run required a ship to travel more than twelve parsecs to make the run successfully. The Falcon only had to go less than twelve to make it. Yeah, sorry, that's hard to understand. Anyway, I've outrun Imperial starships, and not the local bulk-cruisers, mind you. I'm talking about the big Corellian ships. She's fast enough for you guys. Now what's the cargo we'll be taking?

Luna: No cargo, only passengers. Myself, the boy, two droids, and no questions.

Bobby: (scoffs) What is it? Some kind of local trouble?

Luna: Let's just say we'd like to avoid any Imperial entanglements.

Bobby: (smugly) Well, that's the trick, isn't it? However, it's gonna cost you something extra. Ten thousand in advance.

Lincoln: (bewildered) Ten thousand? We could almost buy our own ship for that!

Bobby: And who's gonna fly it, kid? You?

Lincoln: You bet I could. I'm not such a bad pilot myself. (to Luna) We don't have to sit here and listen to this.

Luna: Well, haven't got that much with us. But if we pay you two thousand now, we'll give fifteen grand more when we reach Alderaan. With this money, you can get away. You got a good job with good pay and you're okay.

Bobby: (pondering) Seventeen, huh! (turns to Ronnie Anne) Whaddaya say Nie Nie? You think this job's worth it?

(Ronnie Anne opens her mouth and makes a small roar-like sound before leaning over a sink next to the table on spitting water out.)

Ronnie Anne: Always gargle before a takeoff. (to Bobby) Yeah, this sounds very promising. It'll help pay off your debts a lot.

Bobby: Okay, it's settled then. You guys got yourself a ship. We'll leave as soon as your ready.

Ronnie Anne: Yeah, we don't want to be in here for much longer. That band keeps playing the same dang song over and over again.

(On the stage, the band finishes the song.)

Band leader: Thank you. We're the Cantina Band. If you have any requests, shout them out. (in a quiet squeaky voice) Play that same song. (normal voice) Alright, same song. Here we go.

(They start playing the same tune again. The group at the table gets annoyed.)

Bobby: We're in docking bay ninety-four.

Luna: Ninety-four, got it. Thanks for the assist.

(Luna and Lincoln get up and leave the cantina.)

Ronnie Anne: (whistles) Seventeen thousand. These guys must be desperate. I wonder what it's all about.

Bobby: As long as everyone walks away happy, it don't matter. This could really save my neck. Head back to the ship and get her ready.

Ronnie Anne: You got it, cap.

(Ronnie Anne leaves. Bobby gets ready to go himself but is stopped by a slimy, green alien with large black eyes. He points a laser pistol at Bobby and speaks in an alien language that Bobby can understand.)

Greedo: Going somewhere Soltiago?

Bobby: (sitting back down) Hey, Greedo! As a matter of fact, I just on my way to see your boss. Tell Huggins that I can get him his money real soon.

Greedo: (sitting across from him) It's too late for that. You shoulda paid when you had the chance. Huggins put a price on your head, so large that every bounty hunter in the galaxy will be looking for you. I'm just lucky I found you first.

Bobby: Yeah, but this time, I actually got the money.

Greedo: Then give it to me. I might forget I found you.

Bobby: (reaching for his own blaster from under the table) Well, what I mean is I don't have it on me, but I got this job that will give me what I need to pay off. Tell Huggins that…

Greedo: Huggins is through with you. He has no time for smugglers who drop their shipments at the first sign of an Imperial cruiser.

Bobby: (pulls his blaster out from under) Look, even I get boarded sometimes. You think I had a choice?

Greedo: You can tell that to Huggins. He may only take your ship.

Bobby: (glares) Over my dead body.

Greedo: That's the idea. I've been looking forward to killing you for a long time.

Bobby: (smirks) Yeah, I'll bet you have.

(Bobby pulls the trigger on his blaster under the table and in a flash of light, Greedo drops down dead on the table. Bobby pulls his smoking blaster out and blows on the nozzle. He stands up and puts it away. Then he turns to the audience and points to Greedo.)

Bobby: (exasperated) See that? You see that!? That's right, I shot first! Me! Not him! Me!

(He calms down, walks to the bar and flips the bartender some coins.)

Bobby: Oh, and sorry about the mess.

(He leaves the cantina.)

(Outside in an alleyway, Leni and Lisa hide behind a door. Lisa locks it as stormtroopers walk down. One checks the door.)

Stormtrooper: Door's locked. Move on to the next one.

(When they leave, Lisa opens the door.)

Lisa: Really? Just because a door is locked means they won't find anything behind it?

Leni: Wow, they're not very smart, are they?

Lisa: Typical villain henchmen.

(They spot Lincoln and Luna walking down the street and head over to them.)

Luna: You'll have to sell your speeder, Lincoln.

Lincoln: That's okay, I'm never coming back to this planet again.

(The droids meet up with them and they go on their way. They are unaware of a figure in a black cloak following them.)

(Back in space, TIE fighters continue to patrol the area around the Death Star. In the main control room, Darth Lola meets with Flip and several officials from the earlier meeting.)

Lola: Her resistance is very impressive. The interrogator droid could not force any useful information out of her. We must find another method to extract any intel we can use from her.

(An Imperial officer enters the room.)

Officer: The final checkout is complete. All systems are operational. We await your following orders.

Flip: Perhaps the Princess will be more cooperative with an alternative form of persuasion.

Lola: You got something in mind?

Flip: How about we kill two birds with one stone and get the location of the base while also demonstrating the full power of this station.

Lola: (sneakily) Oh, I get it. That's worth a shot.

Flip: (to the officer) Set our course for the Alderaan system.

And therefore, all the main characters have been introduced. And, yeah, Greedo played himself. I couldn't really find anyone to play him since he's in just that scene so I didn't bother. And as you can tell, Principal Huggins is Jabba the Hutt. But we'll have to wait until Return of the Jedi where we see him with a giant slug's body. LOL.

So, who here correctly guessed that the Santiago siblings would be playing the iconic duo that pilots the iconic Star Wars spaceship? Anyone? Bueller? Bueller?