Following Plinkett's Orgy, Vestara Khai was given a full week's head start from the Jedi Order's pursuit of her for her role in Mr. Plinkett's downfall, that being of recruiting Jar Jar Binks in the first place. The Mandalorian nation returned to normal under Mirta Gev's leadership, with the Death Watch now being a fractured, leaderless underground movement that was unlikely to go anywhere ever again.

And now, on one of Commenor's many beach resorts, where people of various species frolicked and had fun, Space Cop, Taggert, and Fuckbot were sitting and sipping their drinks around a table with their Rek friend, Klay Bausnam, and his girlfriend, the Twi'lek Bagisla.

"So, Klay, how's your sex life?" Space Cop asked with a pale imitation of a not-quite-French accent.

"Well, aside from Plinkett's Orgy that no one in the Multiverse should ever talk about," Klay said, completely oblivious to his irony, "Bagisla and I have been doing nothing but making love here on Commenor after you dropped us off; you know, to keep us away from that Mandalorian civil war thing that went nowhere."

"You mean haven't gotten any jobs or anything like that?" Taggert asked.

"Oh, no, making love is our jobs," Klay said. "We've been hiring ourselves out as prostitutes on this planet. And I'm not sure if this is a good thing, but I've been making more money than Bagisla over here."

"Well, hey, if you didn't stick me at home to make you sandwiches, maybe I'd make more money than you," Bagisla said with condescension.

"A Woman Making Sandwiches?" Fuckbot retorted. "My God, What A Revolutionary Idea!"

Suddenly, a portal of white light appeared behind Space Cop, and everyone, including those nearby who were frolicking around the beach, turned to look at who was coming out of this portal.

At that point, everyone's asses clinched in preparation for another potential cross-reality orgy, for this was how the first one started.

But instead of Mr. Plinkett or some other demonic being emerging, it was only a simple, light-skinned human male with dark hair, a five-o'clock shadow, and who was slightly overweight. With him was a small satchel.

"It's the Commissioner of Space!" Taggert said.

"Not anymore, Taggert," the former Commissioner said. "It's just Mike now. The police force fired me for letting you and Space Cop off the force because of the fact that you stopped Plinkett."

"So why are you here?" Taggert asked.

"I've come to pick up Space Cop to take him back to our reality," Mike said. "Or, since he's not a cop anymore, I've come to take Rich Evans home with me."

Space Cop took off his glasses and narrowed his gaze menacingly at Mike. "Whutcha you talkin' 'bout, Mike?"

"C'mon, Rich," Mike said as he nodded his head back to the portal still behind him. "We gotta get back home to do the next episode of Best of the Worst!"

"Wait," Space Cop said, "you mean you..."

Mike nodded and took out what looked like Space Cop's head from the satchel. "Jay and I found out that this was a robot all along, Rich, who had been doing all those reviews with us since you replaced him after we did the Episode III review," Mike said. "And that was after it developed love for Jessi and tried to kill me to claim her as a prize." He turned his attention to the others around the table. "Jessi is my girlfriend, in case you didn't know."

Space Cop - no, Rich Evans - sighed in defeat and stood up in his chair to approach Mike, his head held low in despair. "I knew I should have bought that package that kept robots from developing sentience," he muttered to himself.

Without anymore fuss, Rich followed Mike through the portal, which disappeared after they were gone.

"I'm gonna miss him," Klay said.

"Me, Too," Fuckbot added.

"To Space Cop," Taggert said as he raised his glass of juice to the air in a toast.

"Who are you talking about?" Klay asked.

"The guy who just left," Bagisla supplied.

"Aren't you supposed to be making sandwiches right now?" Klay asked.

"Hey!" a booming, feminine voice called from behind.

Everyone around the table turned around to find Guipa Uhaji standing a little way away from Klay. With the Zabrak was a female Gamorrean.

"Bausnam," Uhaji said, "this lady over here would like you to escort her back home."

The Gamorrean eyed Klay with obvious desire, which made it abundantly clear what she wanted when the escort was done.

Like Rich Evans before him, Klay stood up with his head hung low and approached the Gamorrean to join her side. The two then walked off toward a nearby apartment building, a location that, realistically, not even the Gamorrean needed an escort for.

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"So, Rich," Mike said now that he and his fatter friend were back in the Red Letter Media studio, "to welcome you home, we set up for you to do the next Best of the Worst episode with Wheel of the Worst!" Mike then pointed enthusiastically toward the wooden wheel on his right, which had several movies on it.

"Let me guess," Rich said, his tone dripping with defeatism, "we spin the wheel, and whatever that pointer lands on, we watch, no matter what."

"That's right, and we do it three times," Mike said. "So, let's look at what videos we have, and then you can have the first spin."

"Okay," Rich said, then went over to the Wheel of the Worst with Mike.

After they listed off the films and videos that were listed - which included Tree Stand Safety, The Shoji Tabuchi Show, Magic Star Traveler, Dancin' Grannies Mature Fitness, Cat Sitter, Massage: The Touch of Love, The Exterminator, and Nukie.

"Mike," Rich said once they were done going through the films, "if we ever watch this-" He pointed to Nukie "-we are going to have to find out who the fuck gave us this and track him down and murder the shit out of him until he dies."

"I agree," Mike said soberly as he took out a bottle of beer, opened it up, and drank from it. When he was done on his first sip, he said, "But only after we finish this episode."

"And I can fuck Jessi," Rich added.

"No," Mike stated.

"Well, shouldn't you let her have her say?" Rich asked.

"No!" a feminine voice called from behind the camera that was now filming Mike and Rich.

"So you don't wanna have a say?" Rich asked, hopeful.

"No, I mean I won't have sex with you, Rich," Jessi said.

"Fuck," Rich said. "Even after I gave you Thunderpants?"

Jessi nodded.

"Damn," Rich said. "But we still get to kill the motherfucker who gave us Nukie, if we ever watch it."

"Agreed," Mike said. "Hey, wait, wasn't it the robot who gave Jessi Thunder- Ah, fuck it, spin the wheel, Rich."

And then Rich spun the Wheel.