Princess Leela Oregano knelt down next to RME-2D or Hermes for short. He was the first droid to ever become a bureaucrat and he lived with and hence belonged to Leela. The princess’s other droid, ME-PO or Amy for short was standing nearby and panicking. “Mistress Leela,” she cried. “We have to go! The- whoa!” She (Although technically ME-PO was neither boy nor girl, it had a feminine voice and nickname and hence shall be referred to as a she) broke off as the ship tilted and gracefully fell to the floor. Leela sighed and rolled her eye. The droids were a pain in the you-know-where to travel with, but they did have their uses. “Hermes,” the princess instructed “Take these plans for the gold, jeweled Death Star to the rebellion and make sure they don’t fall into the wrong hands.” Hermes bleeped a long list of words that explained what he thought of her latest instructions. Leela replied with a few words of her own, then ran off to who knows where.