Chapter 18 Kit Fisto

"Welcome to the Star Wars Talk show!" The Announcer welcomed, "Today on our show is Kit Fisto!"

The crowd cheered.

The host and Kit Fisto starred at each other for a moment. After a long awkward pause Kit Fitsto broke the silence, "Uh...aren't you going to ask me something?"

"You look like a squid..." the host remarked.

"Uh-"

"You look like Medusa.."

"All right that's-"

"You look like a booger..."

"HEY!"

"You look like-" Kit Fisto slapped a hand over the hosts mouth. "All right! That's enough! I don't have to take this ya know?!"

The host grinned, "What? Are you going to hit me with your FIST? OH that would be terrible! Hahaha!"

"You're boring the audience."

"Oh, I'm sorry. I thought you were going to bring your KIT!" the host laughed hysterically.

"Now listen you-"

"You look like green spaghetti..."

"ALL RIGHT! THAT'S IT!" Kit grabbed his hat and walked off the stage.

"Hehehe. I love my job.."

Author's Note: A bit weaker than the others.