Saga House of Imperial Pain&Imp Real Life

LOL! Can't say anything else

 

Yes!!!! PALPY GETS SOMETHING!!! *Stands up runs around, then realizes that his fellow students think something is wrong with him and then sits down*

 

LOL this fic rocks, this is soo funny! Although I am getting some scary mental pictures, but hey that's what therapy is for. I can't wait for more, more, more

 

LOOOOOOOOOOOL the music!!!!

 

Thanks everybody Just feel free to cheer for old Palps! *cheers* *gets weird looks* what did I do??
Anyways, next chapter. And a big fat thank you to "Sage" who wrote Imperial Road Trip and inspired me to start writing! Sage, you're the best!
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The whole gang was now on Earth. They where all dressed in "normal" clothes.
The gang:
Grand Moff Tarkin: the annoying old geezer with a girlfriend
Grand Admiral Thrawn: the hot Chiss man
Captain Gilad Pellaeon: the shy man
Palpatine: the icky old geezer, together with...
Dooku: the other ugly old geezer
Vader: the hot Sith Lord and his girlfriend...
Ireth: the Vader addict
PW: the maths-hating writer
Stent: PW's boyfriend
Daala: the sexy woman who choose a wrong boyfriend
Ysanne Isard: the weird game addict
Vermel: the other weird game addict
Elissa: the insane Chiss female
Maul: owns MaulMart
Piett: the driver
and various others

The Trip:
From the USA to Canada. From Spain to France. From Belgium to Holland.

Ready to GOOO
It's 6:00 in the morning, everybody is half asleep, They're all in a bus, a bright yellow schoolbus that is. They're close to New York. Piett is awake and driving.
Thrawn *wakes up* Pieeeett??? I'm hungry....can we go to the, hang on, *takes map* Mac Donalds?
Piett: Ehm, well, why not?
Pellaeon: *sleepy* wha? what time is it? are we there yet?
Thrawn *sweet, father-ish tone* not yet, go to sleep
Pellaeon: *YAWN*

PW: *sighs* a well *yawn* MacDonalds? Okieday...Rebels are weird *falls in maths coma*
Stent: what is wrong with HER?
Daala: maths test
Stent: ah

At MacDonalds:
Guy who works there: *to Thrawn* OMG!!! Have you got one BIG bruise or something? Cuz OMG you're blue *continues to stare*
Suddenly Ronald McDonald (the clown, you know?) jumps in
Ronald: hellooooooo
Tarkin: mmmm, is it normal to have pervs on the loose here?
Ronald: and I'm heeeere to entertain you!!!

Vermel: *suddenly seeming interested* mmm? Hey Ronald?
Vader *sighs* *Force chokes Ronald* The poor kids, I wonder if they got a big mental block from that clown....

Mac guy: *still talking to Thrawn* and you're eyes....are you albino? Or, maybe one giant rat that got away from evil doctors with an experiment and all?
Thrawn: *RED EYED STARE!!!* Listen, pal, I'd like to order some greasy stuff which you humans call food now!
mac Guy: huh?
Thrawn: *rolls eyes* OK, I want the Super-Womprat-Hamburger and Pellaeon here would like a Happy Meal
Pellaeon *to audience* It's Disney week, you get a Disney character with the Happy Meal *excited*
audience: *groan* O my god...

Ireth and Daala are having "girl talk"
Daala: and you know, when you're having your monthly party, all the dudes
Daala: I know!!

Daala:right..And how's Vader?
Ireth: you wanna know what's under the suit?
Daala: *drool*
Ireth: *grin* black leather...and...he also has a whip!
Daala: ooo, kinky!
Ireth: ? He just likes horse-riding? What were you thinking
LaYa: *from audience* *has popcorn* you wanna hear what I was thinking????
PW: No
LaYa: *anger* do what your Master says
PW: ehm..LaYa, share your great wisdom with us...*sarcasm just drips from voice*
LaYa: I was thinking that Vader uses the whip to...
Mods: *hands on ban buttons*
LaYa: scratch his back!
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*hugs her Padawan* Oh I'm in your fic!!!

Ireth: about that..why do you love him? He's so skinny, I don't think he has a big one huh? *wink wink*
Daala: *giggle* That's why, he really has a big one, it's..huge!
Ireth: *eyes twinkling* how big?
Daala: *shows with her hands*
Ireth: YUM
random mod: HEY, keep it PG
Ireth&Daala: we were talking about the size of their ships you know, I mean, PW is such a good girl, she'd never ever write naughty things!

LOOOOL


LaYa: *anger* do what your Master says

lol

LaYa: I was thinking that Vader uses the whip to...
Mods: *hands on ban buttons*
LaYa: scratch his back!

Great!

 

You want coffee, Master? *rides in coffee-tray* there you go...massage your feet? ehm..OK...
Thanks for the review

 

Oh coffee... really good

Oh massage my feet? Well, I'd prefer a massage in my hand, you know a massage that cure this wrist... but I know , I know.. I'm asking too much..

You're welcome (about the review)

 

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!

Imperials on Earth - that's SO funny!!

I was laughing so hard, my mom just came into my room and asked me if everything is okay...

Wow, I've read a lot of funny things here, but this is the best!!

 

Csillan_girl: you made me blush. You deserve a hot Chiss man *throws Stent* have fun. Seriously: I really appreciate it. *hugs*
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They're in the car again, with food (greasy stuff which the Mac calls food)

Thrawn: *eating Womprat burger*
Pellaeon: *playing with Donald Duck doll that was in the Happy Meal* hahahaha *acting like child*
PW: *cuddling with Stent*
Csillan_girl: *jumps in from audience* CHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIISSS! *makes windows break*
PW: what a lungs...
Csillan_girl: I'm just here to tell everybody that Chiss rock and every woman should have a Chiss, Chiss, the best a girl can get *comercial like*
PW: ehm..yeah...*throws some Chiss hairs* go get it girl
Csillan_Girl: *turns and runs out of fic, back into soft comfertable audience chairs*
PW: that was weird....

Daala and Ireth are laughing hysterically

Vader: *to Piett* I bet they're talking about me...women always do that
Piett: *nods* yep, women, well, they're usefull, cuz always doing the dishes myself...that sucks...I wonder what they're talking about now
Vader: size, no doubt....
Piett: O, I was wondering, Tarkin?
Tarkin: yeah?
Piett: Are Daala's.....bigger than Ysanne's?
Vermel *mumbling* nobody has them bigger than Ysanne...they're huge...
Piett: Daala's are way bigger, I think
Vermel: no no, Ysanne definatly has the biggest underpants!
audience: d'oh *all sinking back in chairs*

Ireth: And *giggle* he always scratches his butt while sleeping
Daala: And Tarkin...he farts while sleeping
Ireth: *laughing* and the way Vader mumbles in his sleep "no,no, it's my teddy bear"
Daala: *laughing* and the way Tarkin always scratches his...manhood! men...they're
Ireth: WEIRD!

Vader: They're really talking about me....
Tarkin: *turning red* o..you know those moments when you wish you were dead?

Anywayseys, they're finally in America. Am I making fun of America? Yes I am, don't get angry, I'll make fun of every country they visist and ESPECIALLY Holland...mwhahahah

"Welcome to Bushland, AKA USA"
Tarkin: mmmm? Who's the zombie? *pointing to pic of Bush*
Thrawn: Dunno...gods, he's evil, in a wrong way....
Ysanne: PARTY PARTY PARTY! Partyyyyyy *screams*
Pellaeon: wait *grabs Ysanne* we have to buy a party outfit first...
So, the gang walks to a shop. There are enough shops in Bushland, but most only sell Bush souvenirs.
Shop owner: hello fine gentlemen, how can I serve you on this very Bushy day?
Vermel: *WINK* well.....
Thrawn: down boy! *to owner* We would like some party outfits, as in, groovy costumes, you know, man? yeah!
everybody else, except PW and Stent: what the-?
Thrawn: *is in sixties* yeeeah man, groovy, yeah, experience with drugs. man
Pellaeon: O..........K..*walks over to owner* you have any party clothes?
Owner: sure, you want the Bush ones? *points to some boring black ones* or the *whispers* illegal ones..*points to brightly coloured suits*
Piett: bright ones please!

The Clothes:
Tarkin: bright green jacket and pants
Thrawn: groovy orange jacket with purple flowers, and orange/purple striped pants
Pellaeon: jeans and dark green t-shirt
Palpatine: pink robes
Dooku: a dress (...)
Vader: dark blue suit, hat on his helmet
Ireth: tight fitting black dress+black lipstick, earrings
PW: blue hair, black dress, blue lipstick, has serveral rings on fingers
Stent: jeans and black T-shirt
Daala: short, very short purple dress (skirt?)
Ysanne: white jumpsuit
Piett: punk clothes

Thrawn: *to Dooku* O my Empire, dude, why are you wearing a dress?
Dooku: well, you see...do you like women?
Thrawn: yes, not more than like, but yes
Dooku: I used to be one
everybody: *GASP*
Dooku: when I was 10, I realized I was- *realizes that everybody has gone to the first club of the night* O...

First Club: "The Beer Bar"
Thrawn is getting lots of looks thanks to his clothes. He doesn't seem to notice, and is dancing with Pellaeon.
Vader and Ireth are dancing. Vader is not wearing the hat anymore, and seems to love Ireth's dress.

 

Noooo.... I never noticed there was a second page... In a moment I will edit this again and post something more sensible


Hmmm.... all these questions and no answers... perhaps sometimes this week we'll learn who the mysterious person is.... *scratches his chin* hmm interesting... better than paying attention in math class* sounds good to me*

 

LOL great

Who is??

 

wedgeatbakura: Math class...what is "paying attention?"
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It's...
It's...........
Luke Skywalker....
(Luke fans: this chappie is meant for fun, no offense)

Thrawn: what the-? who's the whiner?
Vader: *nervous* my son
Thrawn: *bursts out in fits of laughter* so *laughs* this bathrobe wearing whiny farmboy is your..your *hysterical laughter*
others,except Ireth: *laugh*
Pellaeon: man, you have to visit Jerry Springer!
PW: Good idea Pelleaon.

<<<<And after the comercials: Jerrryyyyyy>>>>>>
We see Jerry..
Jerry: Tonight on Jerry Springer: "My Dad Is A Sith Lord" And let's say hello to our guest, Luke Skywalker
Luke: Hi Jeeeeeerry
Jerry: Tell us about your father Luke
Luke: Well, I never really knew him, but, well, when we met, he first killed my Master
Imperials (in audience): *cheers* GOOOO Vader!
Luke: *begins crying* and, the second time we met, I wanted to..to...ask him about, well, you know, the Talk and all, and he- *SNIFFLE* he cut off..my...my
Thrawn: *snort* your, your *wink wink* heheheehehe
Pellaeon: *wink* that's why he has such a high pitched voice!
Dooku: you have no idea how much it hurts to have Him (pointing to lower regions) removed
rest of gang: eehm? gross...
Luke: *still crying* he...cut off...my hand!! waaaaaaah, daddy never loved me
Ireth: No ****.....who loves you anyway?
Luke: Leia!!
Jerry: ehm, about that, ehm...well, let's welcome, Darth Vader!
Darth: *to Luke* listen, you little [bleep], she is your sister!!
Luke: O no...you know what I had in mind for her?
PW: *vomits*
Vader: O my Empire!
Luke: why don't you love me *reaches over to hug*
Vader: aaaargh, get it off me, get it off me!!!
Ireth jumps to Vader&Luke, and gives Luke a wedgie (aka: a kick on a place where you really shouldn't kick a man)
Vader: Thanks honey *kiss*
Luke: Like, eeeeeewk!
Thrawn: how dare you say eeewk? You want to do it with your sis!! you dirty perv!
Vader: nobody calls my son that! *grabs chair*
Thrawn *stands up, ignoring Pellaeon who tries to stop him* bring it on, machine man!
Vader: *throws chair*
Thrawn: *throws Chissi knife* *manages to look extremely sexy and cool*
PW: even though I'd like to stare a little bit longer at Thrawn's behind...STOP IT! *uses writer powers* sit down, both of you!
Thrawn&Vader: *sit down*
PW: Listen, Vader, take your son with you, and join us in the bus, we'll go to Canada, cuz Bushland makes everybody act like Bush: zombie-ish, and it's giving everyody too much agression. Wow, I said something smart

Back in the bus
Thrawn and Vader are still glaring to each other, this gives Ireth nervous giggles. Luke is trying to hug Vader.
Luke: daaaaaaad, I think I need to go to the little boooys roooom
gang: *bursts out in hysterical laughter*
Pellaeon: OMG!! OMG!! hahahahahaha *almost dies laughing*
Vader: *mumbling* I'm not gonna kill it, I'm not gonna kill it, I'm- OK!!
Vader grabs Luke and starts strangling him.
Luke: *gasp* daaad? can't...hold it..*pees on Vader's pants*
Thrawn: *snicker* I suddenly like the kid
PW: *slaps Thrawn in a rather girly way* bad boy!
Thrawn: *doggy eyes*
PW: aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaw...*melts*
Thrawn: *chuckle* so...ehm...whatever....ehm...Pellaeon: come with me, now
Pellaeon: What? *was playing Cool Boarders* okieday *walks over*
Thrawn and Pellaeon walk to the beds (in the back of the bus)
Vader: *to Luke* I'll KILL you!
Ireth: GOOOO Vader! Gimme a V, Gimme an A
rest of the gang, except Dooku: *weird looks*
Dooku: You know, I've always wanted to be a cheerleader
Ireth: Gimme a D
Dooku: yay! Give us an E
Ireth: *suddenly stops* yuck
Luke: *dies*
TG: and so it began, the end of the New Republic. Luke Skywalker died, the Imperials where becoming populair again, because they saved the galaxy from the Farmboy....

(no offense)
**

 

Chiss, the best a girl can get

Man, that's so me!!

This should get a warning: Don't drink anything while reading this! You can imagine what happens when you're having a sip of water in your mouth and you suddenly have to laugh like crazy... not good for your computer screen!!

 

Oh my God.. this one roftlmao

 

*stands on tiptoes and pats Csillan_Girl's head* Yeah...well...I sometimes drink milk while reading fanfics *remembers milk explosion on computer screen* oops But thanks for the kind reviews
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PW: and everybody hailed Palpatine. And so it was. The Empire had all power, the New Republic had died, together with her stupid leaders. All hail the mighty uniforms!
rest: *sleepish* wha?
PW: for cryin' out loud!! You guys have won!! the war!
rest: O..that..
PW: *rolls eyes* geez
Piett: *is driving* we're in Canada everybody!!
Ysanne: Do they sell games here?
Vermel: ofcourse!
Ysanne: I love-....what's the name of this country again?
PW: *sighs*

Thrawn: I think we're in the wrong country, Pelly
Pellaeon: what makes you think so?
Thrawn: well, every time I ask them where we are, they say "Keneda"
Pellaeon: *sighs*

Daala: *is seeing snow* snowsnowsnowsnowsnowsnowsnowsnowsnowsnowsnowsnow *begins making snowballs* hehehe, Vader...prepare to DIE *throws snow at Vader*
Vader: *gets snow on helmet* What the (peeeeeep) DAALA!! *throws snow back*
One big snow fight starts. PW uses her writer powers to throw Stent in a heap of snow.
PW: *giggles*
Stent reaches out and pulls PW with him in the snow.
Stent: *purrr* that's way better
PW: *giggle* I love you, honey
Stent: *kisses PW* I love you too

Ireth tries to get all the snow off Vader, but she's giggling, cuz Vader looks absolutely ridicilous.
Ireth: *snort* haha, Vader...
Vader: That's it, let's all make fun of the poor little Sith Lord.
Ireth: aaaaw, noo *starts licking snow off Vader's helmet*
Vader: *to audience* the perfect way to handle women *wink*

Piett: Hey!! Everybody, come on! We're supposed to go to a bar! Right? PW?
PW: *mumbles* Piett in full brown nose mode
Daala: party!! Come on!
Dooku: wait! damn it, my dress isn't ready and my hair is a mess
PW: *GLARE at Dooku* Well, go fix your hair then, cuz we're gonna get drunk- I mean, gonna make fun...
Stent: Yay!!
Piett: Look people, I've bought a Spongebob lunchbox!
Thrawn: That's so EVIL *wary looks to lunchbox*
PW: well, what are we gonna do about it?
Thrawn: *helping* shooting the lunchbox
PW: *sighs* I mean, what are we gonna do about Dooku?
Daala: You're Dutch: you're used to men dressing up as women
PW: ehm...no? *mumbles*but the dress as a mill party was great*mumbles*
rest of gang: *very weird looks*
lame storyteller: So, the gang moved to a bar, and all was joy and-
Vader: *strangles storyteller and then gives him to Ireth as a gift*
Ireth *is holding dead storyteller* ehm..thanks..

At bar
PW: *is wearing Hawai flower-thingy around neck* Yippeee *sips Coca Cola*
Daala: *is dancing with Ysanne and Vermel* Yeah, gotta DAAANCEEE
Thrawn *very 60ies* It's my party and it freaks me out..yeeeah maaaan..groove, gotta get my groove groove groooooove!!! Yeah baby
Pellaeon: Right...*backs off a bit and accidenly hits Stent, who starts screaming like mad* I'm surrounded by iiiiidiiiooootsss.
PW: *sips more Coca Cola and is forgetting that only she can make them calm again* Yippeee
Pellaeon: PW!! Help me...get off me Stent
Stent: grrrrr *bites Pellaeon*
Vader: *is drinking beer with a straw* amusing..
Stent and Pellaeon start fighting, and Stent takes some very sexy poses, which makes all Chiss fans drool (which is basically just Csillan_Girl and me, at the moment)

 

Heeeeeee I love this little adventure! Vader with a whip and drinking beer through a straw hilarious party on dudes

 

Thanks Hananiah *hugs* Feel free to join in the party, but don't touch Tarkin, he's icky!

 

Great post !!!!

 

*wags tail at all reviewers* *gets some weird looks* *stops wagging tail but barks instead*
hmmm, am I insane this morning or what? Pellaeon here wants to say that he looooves the pink forums....
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Stent: *does uber-cool and sexy Matrix move, managing to kick Pellaeon*
Pellaeon: *does uber-girlish move,making girlish sounds*
Stent and Pellaeon are still fighting. Stent doesn't seem to have so much damage, Pellaeon has a lot of bruises though.
PW: *drunk, yes, thanks to Coca Cola, don't ask why* *begins to sing the most annoying song ever*
Vader: OMG...this is bad...she's now in the Dutch song stadium...OMG!
Ireth: *sighs* I'll handle her *walks over to PW* Hey, weirdo? *smacks PW on the head with a bottle* There
PW: *not awake anymore*
Thrawn: oo, GILAAD!! I'll save youuuuu!! *jumps in the fight* Let go Stent!!
Pellaeon: THRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWN *throws arms around Thrawn* I'll always love yooouuhoou, for thy have sssaaaahaaaved meeeeee!
Stent: weeeeiiirdoooos *walks off*
Dooku: duuude, what happened to you? You're having all these orange spots! OMG....bruises? hahahaha, Chiss bruises *laughs*
Thrawn&Stent: WHAT?? Are you dissing the Chiss? SAY IT LOUD, WE'RE CHISS AND WE'RE PROUD!! CHISSSSS *both fall down in alcohol-coma*
rest (except PW, who's in a Coca Cola Coma [CCC]): ooookay
Dooku: mm, who's in for some hot stuff? Remember Palpy and the striptease!
Ireth: wha- what do you mean?
Dooku: well, when Pal drinks a lot, he does a striptease, you see:
***flashback*****
Once upon a time, there was a lovely Empire. We had lots of parties. And then alcohol came, and Palpatine drank. He then sang: "I'm to sexy for Tarkin, so sexy that I kissed him...and then I do my turn on the catwalk,yeah,yeah, the catwalk, *purrrr*" And we saw it was good!
***end flashback***
rest: *looking to Palpy who's drinking a lot* we don't want to see that
Dooku: but it's sooo sexy!hee-hee *falls down in hormone-coma*
Ireth: Geez, eerybody is getting in to a coma. *looks at Vader* I think we should go and take the plane to PW's homeland...
Vader: *sighs* OK, I'll carry PW and Stent, you take Dooku and Thrawn
Ireth: Honey, there is absolutely NO WAY I'm gonna touch that old geezer (Dooku). Let Pellaeon carry Thrawn, and Palpy can carry Dooku. They're pretty "close" anyway.

So, the Imps and PW and Ireth go in to the plane, on their way to Holland, raw fish, drop (hmmm, the black GOLD! it's candy..yummy..) and much more.

The Seats In The Plane:
first 2 seats: Vader and Ireth
behind them: Thrawn and Pellaeon
behind them: PW and Stent
behind them: Vermel and Ysanne
behind them: Daala and Tarkin
behind them: Palpatine and Dooku
behind them: Piett and his imaginary friend Bob

Dooku: *is awake now* I think...I'm gonna...be..sick *throws up all over Palpatine's robes*
Palpatine: eeewk eeewk eeeewk EEEEEEEEEWK!! *throws up over Dooku*
PW: *awake too* CLEAN IT UP! you ugly old geezers, I wonder why I haven't kicked you guys out of this insane fic...*mumbles*
Thrawn: ooo, Gilaaaaad... *is cleaning Pellaeon's wounds* was nasty Stent evil to you? My poor baby...*goes all father-ish*
Pellaeon: *purrrr*
Daala: Tarkin!!!hands OFF!!
Tarkin: But...you're sooo sexy
Daala: and you're not
Tarkin: it has been a long time since I was with anyone
Daala: duh
Tarkin: except myself..and my little command chair
Daala: Now I'm scared *backs off*
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mwhahahahahahaha *cough* Sorry for the mental images people...(as in: Palpatine's striptease...yuck)

 

So I still won't get an answer to the question: "What does Palpy wear under his robes?"

Lots of JC'ers have already asked themselves that question...

 

Well, I know what he wears under those robes....




nothing...
The next chapter will explain how I got that weird screenname I have..
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Our loved Imps just landed on one of the only airports Holland has (I believe there are only 2..one big, one very small..or something..what do I care..)
PW: *rolls eyes* I hate my country *strolls to taxi*
Suddenly:
Sad Harry Potter Fan:[translated from Sad HP fan Dutch] haizedoozles. Who are those peopledoozles? *points to Vader with very pathetic wand thingy*
PW: Ehmm..Lord Vader? You know? Star Wars?
SHPF: Wha is Star Wars?
PW: *starts bumping head on taxi*
Ireth: *taps foot* done, PW?
The Imps and Ireth and PW go into the taxi (which happens to be very big, how very convenient for us..)
PW: *sighs, looks at flatness* *begins bumping head on chair*
Ireth: cowscowscowscowscowscowscowscows!! I wanna hug em!!!! *squeals girlishly*
Vader: Hey, PW, why don't they know SW here?
*sees HP fans walking around*
oh.
PW: At least I've got Dutch addiction number 1 back!
Stent: NOOOO, PW!! Don't do drugs!!
PW: I meant drop *grabs huge bag of her favorites* *drool* salt drop..salt haring drop *starts eating*
Ireth: *tries* eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeewk.....*spits*
PW: don't waste drop!! *starts licking the drop off the chair where Ireth spit it on*
rest: what the-?
Anyway, they're now at the hotel where they'll stay. That was very quick. How very convenient for us...

At the hotel:
Ireth: PW? Vadey-padey and I are going to a coffeeshop to drink some coffee, bye
PW: but...but...you can't buy coffee in a coffeeshop, only- Never mind...

In a coffeeshop
Vader: two cups of coffee please!
Dude: *thinking: he wants weed* dude..are you sure you can do that with the asthma?
Vader: *thinking: coffee+asthma=OK* sure
dude: Okay *gives weed*
Vader: *confused* wha? wha is this?
Ireth: weed, come here Vadey, I'll show you how.
Vader: *now has a big fat joint in his mask/mouth* oooooooooo
Vader: *high* Ooo...duckies...hiiii
Ireth: *shrugs* hehe, I got to film this *takes camera* hee hee
Vader: and the wheels on the stardestroyer don't go round and 'round cuz they don't have wheels...duckies...mummy...duckies...
Ireth: *gigglish*

Meanwhile, PW is trying to learn the rest of the gang how to ice-skate. Thrawn and Pellaeon already went to the hotel..
PW: mkay, left, right..left..*grabs Stent who almost flies into a kid* Bad Chiss, you *they start huggling*
Stent: *huggle*
PW: *huggle*
rest: o geez *walk off*
Ysanne: how about a big party??
Vermel: Cool.I'll send Thrawn&Pellaeon an email, a party is boring without those two...

*email*
from: fun_V@empire.gal
to: hot_Chiss_male@empire.gal, Pelly-Welly@empire.gal [author's note: that's where I got my screenname, it's my version of Pellaeon's emailaddress]
subject: party at random cafe
Hey weirdo's
Parrrty!! Put on some clothes and join us in the cafe next to that lake.
xxx
Vermie-Spermie [that "spermie" part was an accident, I found out later I accidently put in the word "sperm" oops..]

"You got mail"
Pellaeonto Thrawn, who's in the shower" THRAWN!! Party!!
Thrawn: Farty? what?
Pellaeon: PARTY!
They both run to the cafe

In the cafe:
Thrawn&Pellaeon are dancing.
Ysanne is on MSN,talking to Tierce, who's still in the galaxy not so far away

*MSN*
to: Bello <fierce_tierce@empire.gal>
YsAnNUuUuH: so, vermie is in love with me
Bello: no way
Bello: he loves me, really
<<<Vermie-Spermie is online>>>>>
Vermie-Spermie: hi guyzzz
<<<YsAnNUuUuH is offline>>>>
Bello: you're cheating on me???
Vermie-Spermie: no!!! why would i do that?
Bello: ysanne sayz that you are in luv with her
Vermie-Spermie: no way!!! you know i don't like women, and i hate her. we only played some playstation games together
Bello: O..she lied!! we must punish her!
Vermie-Spermie: we'll tell palpy that ysanne loves him, but that she don't dares to say!
Bello: ok, i'm coming over to ya
Vermie-Spermie: thanx!
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Thanks LaYa! *hug*
First: Thrawn, I'm sorry, I'm not nice to you
Then: all readers (not so much...) I'm sorry for the gross mental image of Palpatine eating skin a la Goldmember
Last: mwhahahahahaha*coughcough*
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At the party
There's lot's of Heineken (=beer) and lot's of food (Lays!!)
PW: *still eating drop and meanwhile drinking Pepsi Blue* yaysers! *cuddles with Stent*
Suddenly, Tierce jumps in
Vermel: TIEEEEERCE!!!
Tierce: VERMEEEEL
both: YAAAAAAYSEEEEEEERRRRRSS, WOOOOT!!! *HUGGLES*
Daala: *rolls eyes* Yuck...
Tierce: OK, here's the plan, we ask Thrawn if he wants to go to Pal and-
Vermel: why not ask Vader to go to Palpy?
Tierce: Let's just say..I saw Vader on the way...he tought I was Madonna in the life I had before this...
Vermel: ooooookay
Tierce: So, anywayseys, Thrawn says to Pal that Ysanne said to him that she wants Pal, but that she doesn't want to say it out loud. Anyway, so Thrawn says, he says- uh..you know?
Vermel: *is so excited he can only scream* THRAAAWN??!!!!
Thrawn: *dryly* did I hear someone whispering my name?
Tierce: Listen, this is the plan *evil grin* *whispers*

Palpatine: this sucks...I'm bored...*scratches some skin off* mmm *looks around* Goldmember (®©TM) says it's nice...*puts skin in mouth* YUM! Man..I can make a whole new skin-hype! The MacPalpy! With a Happy Skin Meal. Skin-Shake! The McPalpy-Skin-Shaker! Skin-Ice! *drool* And we won't need salt!!!
audience: *throws away popcorn they got for free* eeeewk!
Thrawn: *patiently waiting* done?
Pal: yeah
Thrawn: OK, well, I got to tell you something..but ehm..it's between...you and me...*gives Pal an affectionate wink with one of his red eyes*

PW: *is too busy with Stent* mmm
Stent: *is too busy with PW* mmm
Pellaeon: *nervously* isn't he back yet???
Tierce: calm down, he might need some time to get the old man to do what we want him to do
Vermel: *wink* don't worry Pellaeon, we're here
Pellaeon: *backs off* that's why I'm worried....*nervous look to corner where Pal and Thrawn dissappeared* *bites lip*
PW: *sips Pepsi Blue again* I'm sure he's fine, and if not-
Ireth and Vader come in


Pellaeon: *idea* Don't worry sweetypums, I'll ask Vader to erase your recent memory a bit....Vader?
Vader: *still high* sssure *grabs Thrawn's head and erases, accidently, whole memory*
Thrawn: *is in toddler/baby time* ????????
Pellaeon: o great *looks at Thrawn* aaaw, he's so cute!
Thrawn: daddy!! *hands go to Pellaeon*
Pellaeon: aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaw *lifts Thrawn in arms, more or less*

PW: *sips water now* *sees Thrawn* O my Empire?? what happened??
Ireth: remember how you were worried cuz you thought you were sick loving all the older men? Well....I think you're now really sick for loving a toddler!
PW: *GLARE* Vader did that...didn't he?
Ireth: o yeah. Pellaeon wanted to be a dad anyway..the idiot
PW: OK, that's it!! *walks over, and wants to hit Ireth* oh *sees how tall Ireth is* okay....

Pellaeon: *feeding Thrawn* and here comes the Executor *waving spoon with brocoli*
Thrawn: don't wanna
Pellaeon: come on, you have to eat vegetables, they make you big and strong
Thrawn: no *look like he's gonna cry*
Pellaeon: I'm not falling for it, young man
Thrawn: *tears fill eyes*
Pellaeon: No way
Thrawn: *begins to cry*
PW: O get over, he just needs a female around
Ireth, Daala and Isard: you ain't an adult yet,hon
PW: whatever *takes spoon* Now Thrawny, gonna eat the nicey greeny brocoli, yessie?
rest: what the-
Thrawn: *opens mouth and eats*
TG: HA!!! Female Power!
Thrawn: mummy?
PW:how 'bout no
Thrawn: daddy?
PW: last time I checked: no
Pellaeon: Here I am, Thrawny Pawny!
Thrawn: daaaddy *chewing on Pellaeon's nose*
Pellaeon: *voice slightly weird* Thrawn..let go of my nose..please
Thrawn: *let's go* play?
Pellaeon: OK...anyone has some toys?
PW: *throws empty bottle of Pepsi Blue*
Stent: *throws empty bottle of Heineken*
Ireth: *throws whip*
Tarkin: *throws boxershort*
Palpatine: *throws skin*
Dooku: *thro