The Dream Gig-A Max Rebo Band Fanfic

Let me start off by saying that I realize this likely has several conflicts with the EU (particularly Tales from Jabba's Palace).

Anyway, here's Part One of my first ever fanfic. Let me know what you think...
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The Dream Gig

Part I: Too Much Frowning

Hydroponic vegetables had become an annoyingly regular part of performances by the Max Rebo Band. In this instance vegetables had been a particularly horrible, though not neceessarily undeserved finale to the band's perfomance at the Blue Jawa nightclub on Courscant. Droopy's Kloo horn was slightly flat throughout at least half the night, Max missed three notes on "Tusken Blues", and several listeners were obviously not Jizz fans.

Sy Snootles ran all these factors through her head as she sat backstage at the Blue Jawa. With each thought, a sad sigh wheezed through her tapered snout and out her ruby lips. She tapped the foot at the end of one of her two spindly yellow legs, in rhythm with the song being played by the band that had gone on after them. She hoped they were having better luck than herself and her bandmates.

Sy sat up slightly in her cushoned chair and glanced at Snit "Droopy" McCool, the Kintonak horn player, who was passed out on the couch, one flabby leg draped over the side. Barely audible snores emitted from his mouth-flaps. Typical.

She glanced at the Ortolan band leader, Max Rebo, who sat at his Red Ball Jett organ, munching contentedly away at the vegetables he had gathered after the audience was done pelting the band with them. Sy frowned as she noticed the bits of food dropping from Max's snout and onto the keyboard.

"Max, not on the equipment!" Sy scolded, sitting bolt upright. "We cant afford to replace anything right now, you know that."

"Mwhorry," Max mumbled, his apology distorted through a mouthful of veggies that spewed forth, further dirtying the keys. "You know I can't handle rejection on empty stomachs!"

"I know," Sy sighed, her head sinking into her palm. This was no easy achievement, as most of her body consisted of her brown-spotted yellow head.

"Look, Sy, you can't let it get to you," Max said, finally swallowing the vegetables. "You know we're gonna have a bad gig every now and then."

"I'd hardly call five in a row 'every now and then'."

"Well, what do you wanna do, quit?" Max said, with a sudden seriousness Sy had rarely seen.

"No, of course not," she replied, lifting her head off her hand and looking deep into Rebo's round black eyes.

"Well, feeling sorry for ourselves isn't gonna help at all, now is it, Sy?"

Sy opened her mouth to reply, but was interrupted by a sudden and violent snort from Droopy, who rolled over and continued his steady snoring. Sy's lips closed into yet another frown. She'd done far too much frowning lately.
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So, there's part one, part two will be up shortly.

What do you think of my first try?

 

Coming Soon: The band holds auditions, gets a dream gig at Cloud City, and one of the dancers falls in love with a mysterious suitor named Fett!

...unless, of course, no one likes it. Before I continue, I'd like some feedback.

 

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