"HI, I'm Kale! And you're watching, 'Question Corner'. We had a pretty exciting day last week, but now we're all back on our feet and ready to give you the answers you've been waiting for." I gesture to the newly made stage, and I guess it was due for a remodeled. My set designer, Mini, had a fun time working on it, because now everything was Halloween. The floor was orange, pumpkins were the main decor, and she even worked it out to where a scarecrow behind the interview chairs would pop up every now and then. I wore Togruta montrals and I found myself adoring the Halloween hats I'd been given this week.

"Today I have with me Boba Fett!" I signal to the young man in the seat beside me and he waves to the crowd as they cheer him on. I extend my hand to shake his and soon we begin the interview.

"Now, Boba, you know Halloween is coming so..." I turn around and pull out a Indiana Jones hat, and I hand it to Boba, "It was Dave Filoni's idea."

Proudly, the boy grabs the hat and puts it on, "I like it," He tilts the hat down and smirks which made all the girls scream with love

"I'm so glad!" I clap my hands, "Now let me say, thank you so much for coming here today, Boba."

He answers swiftly, "It's a pleasure being here."

I random shuffle my cards as I go on, "I know you have a busy schedule, so really, it means a lot to us." I turn to the crowd and place my hands on my hips, "Hello, this is where you chime in." The crowd begins to cheer excessively and I don't start the first question until it fully dies down.

"Let's start with Celtice, 'Have you ever met a man named Han Solo?"

"No…" he raises a brow, "Should I?"

I shrugged, "You two are too well-known to not meet each other, so just tell him I said hi when you do."

"I can handle that-" he and I were both startled by the scarecrow jumping up behind up, making a cackling noise, before slowing hovering down. I know it would do that, but I didn't think the design would be so annoying.

Anyway, regaining my self-control, I start the next question, "From Guest, 'What were you thinking when Ventress began to force choke you?"

"Betrayed," He seethed, clearly the question had hit a nerve, "We had a mission and just because there was a girl, she grew soft." He leaned back in his chair and folded his arms, "I'm not hiring her ever again, nor would I recommend it to anybody else."

"I hope Ventress isn't watching."

"Personally, I don't care. She better hope she never meets up with me again, because I still need to make things even between us."

I laugh, "Well, if you need a body-sized box, just give us a call." Surprisingly, he found it funny and let out a hearty chuckle.

"From Shadowmaster77, 'I get that Mace Windu killed your father, but why hold a grudge on him for so long? You're reply?"

"You have someone decapitate your father in front of you at ten years old and tell me how you fair with it." He grumbled, "I might have grown up to be a nice man if I hadn't watched my father die."

I pull back and say, "Whoa, whoa, whoa, what do you mean, 'might have?' You're father was raising you up to be a bounty hunter, you would of hated Mace Windu anyway, just because he was jedI. You would have grown up to be a jedI killer with your father alive or dead." I lean against my chair and run my thumb across the edge of the cards, "I apologize for my bluntness, but I don't let anyone get away with excuses."

The scarecrow jumps up from behind us again and I groan. Boba glares at the figure with aggravation, so I told him, "Just shoot it."

"What?" He became wide-eyed.

"If you saw last weeks episode of, 'Question Corner' you'd understand that nothing is sentimental to me anymore."

He raised his blaster and shot the scarecrow without a second thought; once at the base, and again between the eyes. It's eyes died out and the cackling laugh grew dark until it shorted out.

I looked onto the next question, "Ha-this is funny because it compliments your great shooting." I gesture to the scarecrow with the bullet hole between the eyes, "Again from, Shadowmaster77, 'You know you're an awesome bounty hunter, right?"

Boba chuckled as well, and he ran a hand up and down his lower arm as he replied, "Thank you, Shadowmaster77, it's an honor."

"From, gabierules, 'Do you miss your father, Jango Fett." I myself and leaning against the armrest, listening patiently.

He says strongly, "I miss him, a lot yes, but I am doing everything he wanted me to grow up to be. When I'm a bounty hunter, I'm closer to him in a way. My admiration or my father will never leave me."

I place my hand on his knee and pat it lightly, "He would be proud." Boba took the comment more to heart than I expected him to and he dipped his head in reply. Boba was a teen now, and a confused one. He fought right and wrong a lot these days. Truthfully, would I be proud of my boy if he was off killing peacekeepers. Well, no, but it wasn't a lie when I said Jango would be proud, because he would be.

"Our next question is again from, gabierules, 'do you ever plan to team up with the jedI anytime soon?"

He looked astounded by the inquire, "No, no I hunt them, not join them."

I press, "Well, what if you were…so to say stuck. You know, maybe your stuck in a pit and they were your only hand to grab onto?"

"As a matter of fact, I would take their hand."

My smile swells with pride, "So all is not lost between you and the jedI, then?"

"Not until I have them pull me up and I thank you them like the courteous gentleman I am, and then I cut off their head and push them in the ditch."

"When did you get so violent?!"

"After I met Aurra Sing."

My smile dissipates and I move onto the next question, "This question is from, AaylaKitofNiflheim, 'Would you mind very, very much if I hugged you?"

I smirk, "Since my security has made sure this time AaylaKitofNiflheim doesn't get on stage again, I can assure you, you won't be hugged-"

I am stunned when I hear my guards screaming and an explosion went off in the backroom. There's an awkward between me and the crowd in front of me as I give a vacant smile to the camera. Minutes later the same brunette runs up and hugs Boba Fett, so tight he can barely breath. I face palm. "How did you get in here? My guards are so vigilant!"

"Not against grenades." She smirks and runs off.

I yell after her, "And where are you getting these grenades!"

Turning to the crowd I see all the fan girls pouting and I begin sigh. I look back to Boba Fett, "I apologize, Boba, but would you care to let all the girls give you a hug?"

I can tell he wants to say no, seeing at how many people were in the crowd, but seeing loks on their faces, he knew he had no choice. He reluctantly stood and nodded. The crowd cheered and everyone, guys and girls, got in line to hug, or shake hands, with the legendary Boba Fett.

Kickincupcakebutts6

Guest

glabierules

Ahsokatano191

JediChick101

Shadowmaster77

Celtice

AaylaKit

Bookreaderninja

Yaya The Elf

AaylaKitofNiflheim

Dogmatup23

Spikala

Shadowclanwarrior

Snip1212

Captainrexbest35

Rex133668

monsterhuntergod-Ratholas Mkl

Gamergirl052

Nat13cat

AaylaKit

Avalonyx

AL0LT0

just another fanfic author

Angel's anthem

Anakin Ahsoka

Azalea

Rose

Tessika 14

Queen

Thearistacats

Skywalker02

Onryo

KitFisto'sGirl

Alex Tsukino

lady gaga

lefty blondy

Ahsoka33

TCTrent45

He uncontrollably blushed as girls walked up screamed in his face and bobbed up and down like a bunny, while the boys, of course, grinned from ear to ear since they shook his hand and walked away a thousand times happier. I myself got in the end of the line and he laughed when he saw me reach out to give him a hug. I replied, "If you can't beat them, join them."

When all the people kindly returned to their seats we began to continue on the interview.

"Oh-oh-okay, now that the hug-fest is over, Everyone" I turn to the crowd, "Thank, Boba Fett." the audience gave a loud shout out of a thanks to Mr. Fett. I jumped back into my little seat as I caught a glimpse at the next question, "This one will be interesting. From, Guest, 'Is there someone special?"

Boba blurted, "Did I not just hug everyone?"

"Yes, but that doesn't mean you don't answer questions," I reply, chuckling, "Now go on! You can tell us. We can keep a secret." I cross my legs and wink to the crowd.

He grumbled, "I know a girl named, Sintas Vel." the crowd awed at him like he were a newborn baby, "It's nothing serious!" he added, raising his hands, "I just respect her as a bounty hunter."

As I am humming the K-I-S-S-I-N-G song, I flip to the next question, "This one is from, AaylaKitofNiflheim, 'Does it bother you that people (possibly including me….eheheheheheheh) ship you with Ahsoka?"

"Who's Ahsoka?" He asked, bewildered.

"Oh!" I face palm, for real this time, "I'm sorry, I should of explained that first. She's a Togruta, very pretty, very sweet, also smart, she's a Padawan to Master Skywalker-"

"I wouldn't much care for it." He cut me off.

"What was the turn off?" I smirked, "The pretty part? Sweet? Maybe being smart possibly-oh," I sheepishly grin, "The padawan part kind of cut the string, huh?"

"I kill Jedi, not fall in love with them."

"She's very nice." I taunt, "Maybe I'll get you two to meet each other sometime." I say, turning to the next card so he didn't have a chance to comment on the matter, "We're coming close to the end here, so please be generous with your answers. Again from, AaylaKitofNiflheim, 'What's your opinion on the clones? Do you hate them for working with the jedI, or do you consider them just to be following orders."

His brows knitted, "I have no coral with them. They're not my brothers."

"Boba, I said be generous. People want answers…"

There was a couple of seconds of silence. He finally replied, "I guess they're good fighters…" his shoulders tightened, "But really, I have nothing more to say on the matter."

"Really, Boba?""Really." he assured.

I sighed, "Well, alright then…" I eyed him tediously. He caught my eye and snapped, "Miss Kale, that's all I have to say."

I raise my hands for peace, "Alright, alright. Last question from, captainrexbest35, 'Okay, Boba, what would you do if you were attacked by six million fan girls?" I squint at the card, "And it says I'm suppose to point to the audience, so…." I raise my arm and point to the audience. Looking up from the card I go, "Oh…"

"Boba…"

"Yeah?"

"RUN!"

The crowd rises and takes off after the man, yet Boba acts fast and runs at an exceeding rate. I get off my chair and yell out to my security guard, "Greg!"

"Yeah?"

"What was our headcount today?"

"300."

"So he was attacked by 300 fan girls." I shrugged and placed the card on the coffee table, "Oh well."

Greg, my security guard, and Mini, my set designer, came up to either of my sides and together we watched the chase like it was a football game.

"Man, that boy can run." Greg said in astonishment.

"Ooh, but one caught him by the heel." Mini hissed, seeing Boba Fett face-plant to the floor made her shoulders tighten. Later, there was screaming and pleading for help.

"They're wee savages, the lot of them!" I commented, eyes wide, "You know….I feel bad for Boba." just then I heard one of the fan girls screaming, 'I GOT THE INDIANA JONES HAT!'

Greg nodded in agreement, "No one should have to go through that. I'll double our security for next week."

"Hey," I look around to see the purple curtain 2-2-7 always comes from is still touching the floor, "Where's 2-2-7?"

My timekeeper John walked up and overheard my question, "He went to get his neck oiled, wanted to be fresh for the crowd, but he's running a little-"

There's a high pitch squeal and I turn around on my heels, "2-2-7's caught in the mob of fan girls! They're going to tear him to shreds!" I begin to run after the crowd of fan girls to help 2-2-7 when Mini stops me. "Kale, can I thank the fans this week? Please!"

"Um…yeah, yeah, go ahead! I'm coming 2-2-7!"

Mini grabbed Greg and John's arm and dragged them with her to the front of the camera. She pushed herself between the two guys and placed a hand on either of their shoulders, "HI! I'M MINI!"

"And I'm John!" John piped, beaming wildly.

"Greg…" he grumbled lastly, barely waving.

"And I'd like to thank; Kickincupcakebutts6, Guest, glabierules, Ahsokatano191, JediChick101, Shadowmaster77, Celtice, AaylaKit, Bookreaderninja, Yaya The Elf, AaylaKitofNiflheim, Dogmatup23, Spikala, Shadowclanwarrior, Snip1212, Captainrexbest35, Rex133668, monsterhuntergod-Ratholas Mkl, Gamergirl052, Nat13cat, AaylaKit, Avalonyx, and AL0LT0!"

John smiled, "And I'd like to thank; just another fanfic author, Angel's anthem, Anakin Ahsoka, Azalea, Rose, Tessika 14, Queen, Thearistacats, Skywalker02, Onryo, KitFisto'sGirl, Alex Tsukino, lady gaga, lefty blondy, Ahsoka33, and TCTrent45."

"What they said." Greg grumbled.

"Our next weeks guests going to be…um...KALE?!" Mini shouted down the hall. I yelled back and it was just loud enough over the screaming fans for Mini to hear it. She cheered "Cad Bane! Won't that be exciting!"

John added, "And please, no M-rated questions!"

"Oh, and credit for this Halloween Week drawing goes to Evolvana. If you'd like to look at the picture more closely, just go to Kale's profile!"

Mini poked Greg in the ribs and he groaned loudly, "And remember…this is, 'Question Corner' giving you the answers you've been waiting for…"