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STAR WARS: SCENES WE NEVER SAW
EPISODE V: THE EMPIRE STRIKES BACK
PART 1
BY: MC^2
A Long Time Ago in a Galaxy Far, Far Away…
It is a dark time for the rebellion. Ever since the Death Star was destroyed, the Empire has been in search of the Rebel Alliance, and has driven them off of their latest base on the ice planet Hoth. As the Rebellion evacuated the planet, they were separated from Luke Skywalker, son of Anakin Skywalker, and his astromech droid Artoo-Detoo, onboard Luke’s X-Wing Fighter, and Corellian space smuggler Han Solo, Princess Leia Organa, Chewbacca the Wookie, and protocol droid See-Threepio, onboard the Millennium Falcon, whose hyperdrive has been damaged. The Millennium Falcon has recently landed for repairs in Cloud City, on the gas planet Bespin, where Han Solo’s old friend Lando Calrissian, former owner of the Falcon, acts as Baron Administrator. Lando has taken the refugees under his wing and has kindly agreed to see to the repair of the Falcon.
A few hours ago, Threepio turned up missing, and Leia had been worring about him since. She paced back and forth in her visitors’ apatment. Just then, Han entered.
“The ship’s almost finished,” he said. “Two or three more things and we’re in great shape.”
“The sooner the better,” Leia said concernedly. “Something wrong here. No one has seen or heard anything about Threepio. He’s been gone too long to have gotten lost.”
Han sat down next to her on her bed. “Relax. I’ll talk to Lando. See what I can find out.”
“I don’t trust Lando,” said Leia.
“Well, I don’t trust him either,” Han joked. “He is my friend. Besides, we’ll soon be gone.”
Han looked into Leia’s eyes, and she looked into his.
“And you’re as good as gone, aren’t you?” she said.
They smiled at each other and passionately kissed. Han laid her back onto the bed and kissed her some more. His hands trailed down her calves and she squirmed.
“What is it?” he asked.
“Nothing,” she said. “I’m just a little ticklish.”
Han smiled. “Really? Lemme see.”
Han then proceeded to knead he ribs a little.
“No—ah! No, Han, please, dohohohon’t! Ah! Han, please! Ahahaha!”
Han then dug into her underarms.
“Ah! No, Han! Ahahahaha! I’m too ticklish! Ahahahaha! Please! Stop it! Hahahahaha!”
Leia’s laughter was music to his ears. He’d never loved a woman so much before, and he was really enjoying tickling her into a laughing mess.
“Come on, Your Worship,” he teased. “Surly you can tolerated a few laughs.” He went for her ribs again.
“Ahahahahahaha! Hahahahahahahan!! *hiccup* Hahahahahaha! Stahahahahap! *hiccup* I cahahahahahahahahan’t *hiccup* I can’t breeheeheeheeheeath! Hahahahaha! *hiccup*”
Seeing that Leia was now in discomfort, Han ceased his tickling and allowed her to rest and catch her breath.
Just then, Chewie entered and wheeled in a big crate.
“ROOOOOOOWWWRR!”
Leia got up and looked into the crate. Inside were the severed limbs of See-Threepio.
“What happened?!” she exclaimed.
“Rowr,” growled Chewbacca.
“Where?” asked Han, who was one of very few people in the galaxy who could understand the complex gruffs of Wookies.
Chewie barked some more. “Found him in a junkpile,” Han translated.
“Oh, what a mess,” said Leia. “Chewie, do you think you can repair him?”
Chewie barked affirmatively.
“Lando’s got people that could fix him,” Han intervened.
“No thank you,” Leia said, turning the offer aside.
Just then, the gallant-looking Lando Calrissian entered.
“Sorry, am I interrupting anything?” he asked.
“Not really,” Leia lied.
Lando looked at Leia, in her Cloud City dress, and smiled his dashing smile.
“You look absolutely beautiful,” he said. “You truly belong with us among the clouds.”
“Thank you,” said Leia politely.
Han looked like he was going to be sick.
Lando turned his attention to all of them now. “Would you care to join us for a little refreshments? Everyone’s invited, of course.”
Han and Leia accepted, and Han took Leia by the arm.
Lando looked at the crate containing the decapitated Threepio. “Something wrong with your droid?
“No,” lied Han, trying to make himself seem more superior to Lando. “No problem. Why?”
As they left for the feast, Chewie couldn’t help but look back at Threepio…
END PART ONE
EPISODE V: THE EMPIRE STRIKES BACK
PART 1
BY: MC^2
A Long Time Ago in a Galaxy Far, Far Away…
It is a dark time for the rebellion. Ever since the Death Star was destroyed, the Empire has been in search of the Rebel Alliance, and has driven them off of their latest base on the ice planet Hoth. As the Rebellion evacuated the planet, they were separated from Luke Skywalker, son of Anakin Skywalker, and his astromech droid Artoo-Detoo, onboard Luke’s X-Wing Fighter, and Corellian space smuggler Han Solo, Princess Leia Organa, Chewbacca the Wookie, and protocol droid See-Threepio, onboard the Millennium Falcon, whose hyperdrive has been damaged. The Millennium Falcon has recently landed for repairs in Cloud City, on the gas planet Bespin, where Han Solo’s old friend Lando Calrissian, former owner of the Falcon, acts as Baron Administrator. Lando has taken the refugees under his wing and has kindly agreed to see to the repair of the Falcon.
A few hours ago, Threepio turned up missing, and Leia had been worring about him since. She paced back and forth in her visitors’ apatment. Just then, Han entered.
“The ship’s almost finished,” he said. “Two or three more things and we’re in great shape.”
“The sooner the better,” Leia said concernedly. “Something wrong here. No one has seen or heard anything about Threepio. He’s been gone too long to have gotten lost.”
Han sat down next to her on her bed. “Relax. I’ll talk to Lando. See what I can find out.”
“I don’t trust Lando,” said Leia.
“Well, I don’t trust him either,” Han joked. “He is my friend. Besides, we’ll soon be gone.”
Han looked into Leia’s eyes, and she looked into his.
“And you’re as good as gone, aren’t you?” she said.
They smiled at each other and passionately kissed. Han laid her back onto the bed and kissed her some more. His hands trailed down her calves and she squirmed.
“What is it?” he asked.
“Nothing,” she said. “I’m just a little ticklish.”
Han smiled. “Really? Lemme see.”
Han then proceeded to knead he ribs a little.
“No—ah! No, Han, please, dohohohon’t! Ah! Han, please! Ahahaha!”
Han then dug into her underarms.
“Ah! No, Han! Ahahahaha! I’m too ticklish! Ahahahaha! Please! Stop it! Hahahahaha!”
Leia’s laughter was music to his ears. He’d never loved a woman so much before, and he was really enjoying tickling her into a laughing mess.
“Come on, Your Worship,” he teased. “Surly you can tolerated a few laughs.” He went for her ribs again.
“Ahahahahahaha! Hahahahahahahan!! *hiccup* Hahahahahaha! Stahahahahap! *hiccup* I cahahahahahahahahan’t *hiccup* I can’t breeheeheeheeheeath! Hahahahaha! *hiccup*”
Seeing that Leia was now in discomfort, Han ceased his tickling and allowed her to rest and catch her breath.
Just then, Chewie entered and wheeled in a big crate.
“ROOOOOOOWWWRR!”
Leia got up and looked into the crate. Inside were the severed limbs of See-Threepio.
“What happened?!” she exclaimed.
“Rowr,” growled Chewbacca.
“Where?” asked Han, who was one of very few people in the galaxy who could understand the complex gruffs of Wookies.
Chewie barked some more. “Found him in a junkpile,” Han translated.
“Oh, what a mess,” said Leia. “Chewie, do you think you can repair him?”
Chewie barked affirmatively.
“Lando’s got people that could fix him,” Han intervened.
“No thank you,” Leia said, turning the offer aside.
Just then, the gallant-looking Lando Calrissian entered.
“Sorry, am I interrupting anything?” he asked.
“Not really,” Leia lied.
Lando looked at Leia, in her Cloud City dress, and smiled his dashing smile.
“You look absolutely beautiful,” he said. “You truly belong with us among the clouds.”
“Thank you,” said Leia politely.
Han looked like he was going to be sick.
Lando turned his attention to all of them now. “Would you care to join us for a little refreshments? Everyone’s invited, of course.”
Han and Leia accepted, and Han took Leia by the arm.
Lando looked at the crate containing the decapitated Threepio. “Something wrong with your droid?
“No,” lied Han, trying to make himself seem more superior to Lando. “No problem. Why?”
As they left for the feast, Chewie couldn’t help but look back at Threepio…
END PART ONE
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