TR-8R rose to his feet.
“What do you mean Mace Windu is trying to kill you?” he asked Boba, “He was killed by Palps at the beginning of the Jedicide.”
“Yeah, well no he wasn’t at all, actually,” explained Boba, annoyed that he was going to have to explain the sheer power of Mace goddamn Windu.
“He was blasted out of a window. But he used the Force to break his effin’ fall. He escaped the clone troopers, and has been on the run ever since, killing anyone who comes after him.”
“Wow,” said TR-8R.
“Yeah, wow,” mocked Boba, “He killed our father, Jango Fett during the beginning of the Clone Wars.”
“Okay, whatever. I can’t help you, I’m with the First Order,” said TR-8R.
“No, dude, you have to come with me so I can teach you how to be a bounty hunter.”
“I’m not going to do that at all.”
“TR-8R! Report!” shouted Captain Phasma.
“She sounds hot,” said Boba.
“Surprise, mothafucka!” yelled Mace Windu, and he cut off Boba’s head.
“Jesus Christ!” cried TR, and he and Phasma fired at Windu with their blasters.
“Adios, mothafuckas,” said Windu, and he Force Jumped into the forest and escaped on Boba’s ship.
“Wow,” said Kylo Ren.
“Sir, Mace Windu is still alive!” reported Phasma.
“Yeah, I saw. He’s become more powerful than any of us can ever imagine. We have to report this to Supreme Leader Snoke. Bring Boba Fett’s head, and let’s GTFO. I’ve got to go capture some hot girl though so I’ll see you guys later.”
“Okay,” said Phasma, turning to TR.
“Pick up Fett’s head, and get to the ship, TR-8R. I’ll see you at the debriefing.”
“Ma’am, what do they want with his head?” asked TR.
“Probably some sick Sith shit, who the hell knows. I’ll see you at base.”
Phasma turned and strutted away. Holy shit, she’s hot. I’d do her with her full armor on. God damn. -thought TR-8R to himself.
He picked up Boba Fett’s head, and headed back to his ship with the rest of his division.
To Be Continued.