20070928Little Ani: Whoa!
As soon as Jaba’s goons cut me lose I ran. I wanted to help DJ but I wasn’t sure what to do to. I was my fault she was taken prisoner, so I had to think of something. The answer came in the form a funky looking ship landing in the middle of the desert.
The thing was boss! It looked just like the- um- tie fighter, I think she called it, that DJ had crashed in. And I thought to myself, this could be her ‘friend’. I looked down. I managed to snag the make shift transmitter I had made for her so if this was her friend- what was his name?- Bucket head, no, Vader, that’s it, he would find me.
I was cool with dat till I seen him. Holy Banta sticks! What the heck? He was huge and tall, all in black, and down right scary as heck. She had not been kidding about the helmet either. I almost dropped the transmitter and ran off.
He had a scanner in his overly huge hand and was making his way to me where I hid behind a rock. At the last second, I took off, scared to death. But he grabbed me by the back of the shirt and lifted me up to face him.
His breathing gave me creeps. Kinda sounded like a broken coffee maker.
“Where is the woman?” he demanded. Geeus! Even his voice was creepy!
“What woman?” I asked.
He pulled me close. “Don’t play games with me, little boy. Where is DJ?”
“Oh, THAT woman,” I said. “She got grabbed by a Hutt.”
I pointed back the way I came. “That way.”
I gawked. “Do I have too? It’s not hard to find- I mean it’s right there- ”
“Take me!” he shouted.
“Okay! Keep your helmet on, buster!” He didn’t set me down. “Can I walk?”
“Fine,” I sighed and pointed again. He started walking, carrying me by my shirt. Wasn’t comfortable by no means. “Hey, aren’t you burning up in that costume?” He didn’t answer. “It’s really hot out here and you are in black.”
Not the big conversationalist either. “You going to help her or kill her?”
“Both,” he breathed.
“Now why would I help you if you are going to hurt-” I started to say.
He pulled me around and faced me again. “If you don’t, I will hang you by your underwear on a rock and gut you.”
Point made. “Take a left down here.”