We need a banana shaped pen for this hunt, so they send me. Easy enough, right? Oh, no. Not for me.
I rushed into the Monkeyboy’s Embassy girt shop and asked the little guy behind the counter if he had any banana shaped pens.
“Of course I do! I am half monkey, lady!” he says happily.
“I need one.”
He looked at me like I grew horns. “No way! I’m not selling one of my Galaxy Famous Banana Shaped Pens to you!”
“I not crazy enough to sell a banana shaped pen to a Jedi Knight!” Monkeyboy says.
WHAT? “Why not?” I asked again.
“You might kill me with it.”
“I might kill you if you don’t,” I thought.
Then smiled I real sweet like and said, “I need for the Last Gladiator Standing 2 show. I’m a contestant. Can I talk you in to helping a girl out?” I leaned on the counter and flashed my lashes at him.
He blinks at me, almost as if he had never had a girl flirt with him before. I played this up.
“Please? I can get you tickets to a taping of the show…” More lashes, a bigger smile.
“That isn’t going to work,” A voice in my head pipes in. “Just kill him and take it.”
“Shut up,” I muttered.
Monkeyboy looks confused. “Excuse me?”
“Not you,” I said smiling more.
“EWWWW you are flirting with a half monkey dude! YUK!” Another voice says.
“Huh?” goes Monkeyboy.
“Still not you,” I told him.
Finally Monkeyboy smiles at me. “I’ll make you a deal. You let me play with your lightsaber and I’ll give you one for free.”
Not the best idea but I did it anyway. I hand him my saber and he hands me a banana shaped pen. What is so darn special about these things anyway? I think to myself.
“D.J. don’t touch the- “ a voice starts to say just as I run my finger over the top and BAM link shoots out the bottom and slaps a rather large Wookie standing on the other side of the shop in the face like it was supercharged.
Now I see. Pointless but I can see where the fun could be had.
As for Monkeyboy, he ignited my saber, while looking inside the emitter. I jumped over the counter and shoved his face away before he lost his fuzzy head. The blade cut through a window behind us.
I got the pen for free but I had to pay for the window. Monkeyboy said it was the saber’s fault and therefore my fault.
He asked me out, too. That’s I get for flirting.