Disclaimer: /sighs/ I wished I did, but alas, I don't own Star Wars. Neither does Jade.

So, yeah. I was gonna have Boba Fett in here, but I forget, so, uh... the title doesn't really match the chapter at all. I did put a last minute mention of him and Moofins in here, however, so there.

And before anyone asks, a Moofin is a muffin. My friends and I, however, call them Moofins. It's a long story. Again, don't ask.

And I won't be updating for a long, long time. I have three papers (one of which is 4 pages /glares at Mr. Dunham/) and a presentaion due, MME boot-camp (which is this thing where we're split into groups alphabetically for two days and spend all day (with breaks and lunch) in one classroom to study for the exams that, if we pass, we get a $3,000 scholarship towards college) and a bunch of homework. God, I hate my teachers right now. And the teacher I got stuck with is one the bugs the hell out of me and teaches my most boring class: Accounting. I know nobody cares, but I just wanted someone to rant to. Oh, wait... nevermind. xD

ooh! Go see 'Jumper'! it's fricken sweet and H.C. is so hot in it! /squeals in excitment/ eep!

Okay, so now that that's over, onto the story!

Chapter 3: Of Bounty Hunters and Moofins

Jade whipped around and gasped at the sight before her. Standing in front of her was none other than Lord Darth Vader, Dark Lord of the Sith. Her left eye twitched. The two stood like that for a few minutes, just staring at eachother, the only sounds being the heavy breathing of the Dark Lord and Andy.

Finally, Jade snapped out of it.

"... Dude...are you--" Jade began but Vader cut her off.

"Who are you?" he asked.

"Uh... well, I'm Jade Woiderski... and, uh... this is Andrew Johnston."

"I see. Sit down, child," Vader said, motioning to Andy's bed. Andy sat up and swung his legs over the side of the bed so as she could sit next to him. He was still eying their apparent capturer wearily. Vader looked over at him and Andy swallowed, hand resting on his pocket, something Vader noticed but said nothing about. "Now. How did you get here?"

"Uh, well... we don't exactly know, man. We were playing 'Lego Star Wars' one minute and then the power went out for a second... Then the TV started acting weird and the next thing we know, it explodes, there's white light, we black out, and we're in here, talking to you..."

Vader looked over at Andy again who nodded in conformation, one hand gripping Jade's wrist, the other still resting on his pocket.

"Very well," Vader finally said. "Miss Woiderski, you and Mr. Johnston can stay here for now. I will send someone to bring you to your new quarters."

Jade nodded, kicking Andy as soon as Vader began walking towards the door. Andy got the hint and let go, rubbing his shin just as Vader turned at the door.

"Oh, and Mr. Johnston," he began, seeming to stare at Andy, "I would like to give you some advice. Whatever it is you're planning, I advise you don't. Is that clear, boy?"

Andy nodded, completely and utterly terrified, eyes wide.

"Miss Woiderski, I suggest that you keep an eye on your friend. You wouldn't want him getting into any trouble aboard the Executor. Understand?"

Jade also nodded and Vader finally left, leaving the two to their thoughts.

Man, Jade thought, I could really use a Moofin right about now... hey... I wonder if Boba Fett is here!

­Rebel Base

"... Dude, Canada's so getting their ass kicked," Jake said. The rest of us nodded, standing up to face our capturers.

"Alright," I said, "who wants to get taken down first? C'mon people, we'd like to get out of here sometime today if you don't mind."

Garrett pulled me closer to him, a little roughly, and I leaned over a little we could talked quietly without others hearing.

"What's the plan?" I asked.

"Plan? Plan?! I don't have a fricken plan! What I wanna know is what the hell is wrong with you?!"

"What? What the hell are you talking about?" I asked.

"I'm talking about you talking to these people, telling them they're going to get their asses kicked by a bunch of teenagers, and being... well, not you!" he hissed.

"... What?"

"Ugh! You're not supposed to be like this, okay? You've never been like this. You're shy and quiet and usually do what people tell you to. It's like without Jade, you're our leader or something. Our suicidal, tempermental, all-American leader."

"... I am not suicidal."

"Dani, these people can kill us and you're... freaking out on them."

"Psht, they cannot kill us, Garrett. Hell, you're a fucking black belt, can throw knives with a damn good accuracy, and you can take out all of them by yourself. And I'm pretty good in a fight, too."

"... Have you ever even been in a fight?"

"Well, no, but... I mean c'mon, I'm a Guyette and have Williams blood running through my veins. My uncle was put in juvi for arson. I'm a Military kid. I'm pretty sure I can take someone down if I had to."

Garrett sighed, shaking his head.

"Alright," he said, letting me go. He raised his voice, speaking to everyone, making sure the others heard as well. "Dani, you're the leader here, what's the plan?"

"Plan?"

It was one of the new people, a blonde kid. Actually, he looked suspiciously like...

"Luke Skywalker?!"

Well? Please review, it would be greatly appreciated. Jade, that goes for you too. I don't care how bad your memory is, review, damnit! Hemhem. Thank-you. And goodnight... No flames.

p.s. again, to all those Canadians out there, i mean no harm. seriously. so, like... yeah.