AUTHOR: Palis Delon

SUMMARY: A writing challenge

TIME PERIOD: some time after ROTJ

TYPE: Humor

RATING: G

PAIRINGS: NA

WARNINGS: NA

DISCLAIMER: Everything Star Wars is owned by George Lucas. I own nothing; I am making no money off this. I wish I could, 'cus I am a poor 20 year old dancer, but that's it's own problem.

ARCHIVE: The Library, , any others ask.

FEEDBACK: Any and all are welcomed at N_E_Star

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R2-D2 was going down a hallway when the sound of metal feet rang out.

"R2! It has been a long time. The last time we were together was that dinner on Galdy 4. You must remember it; Master Luke had come to research a Jedi that had lived there 382 years ago. Mistress Leah was there for the Na'took ceremony. That is how the natives chose a new."

"I hate it when he does this. He won't stop." thought a loud scream R2 spun down the corridor, shooting sparks

C3PO looked after him; "I hate when he does that."