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Authors: Paul Davids, Hollace Davids
Tags: Fiction, General, Science-Fiction, Fantasy, Juvenile Fiction, Fantasy & Magic, Adult, Young Adult
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the sound growing louder and louder. In the pit there was bubbling liquid, gaseous fumes, and huge billows of smoke.
PZZZZZZT! SIZZZZZZZ!
The deed was finished.
Just as it had once been done to Han Solo, Trioculus’s body was now trapped inside a block of carbonite.
Huge metal tongs then lifted the block out of the pit. Trioculus resembled a living sculpture; all three of his eyes now stared out in horror into the blackness in front of his face.
Soon Zorba broadcast his news from Cloud City, announcing the death of the Rebel Alliance Princess who murdered Jabba the Hutt! He warned all citizens to be alert for a possible Imperial attack, because Emperor Trioculus-now encased in a block of carbonite-was about to become a permanent, heavily guarded exhibit in the Cloud City Museum. Inside the Millennium Falcon, they too heard Zorba’s news broadcast.
"Trioculus has been carbonized-that’s the best thing that’s happened since I finished building my sky house!" Han exclaimed. "But we’ve got to get you off the planet, Princess. If Zorba the Hutt finds out that you’re still alive, sparks are going to fly. And I don’t want you to be around when the trouble starts."
Making a quick stop at Han’s sky house, they picked up Ken, along with Chip, Threepio, and Artoo-Detoo. The three droids had spotted Ken returning to Han’s house in the cloud taxi. As Han packed up a few things, Ken frantically told everyone about his misadventures in Cloud City.
But they didn’t hang around very long. For all Han knew, bounty hunters were spying on his sky house with macrobinoculars just to make sure that Leia was really dead. As soon as they were all aboard the Millennium Falcon, Han set their course, punching codes into the navigation unit without giving anyone any clues about where he was taking them.
"You haven’t even had a chance to enjoy your house yet, Han," Leia said. "I’m sorry you have to leave like this."
"Your safety comes first, Princess. For the time being, I’m leaving behind the life-style of a homeowner. I’m officially a traveling man again."
"Where should we go?" Luke asked the princess. "To the Rebel Alliance Senate on Yavin Four?"
"Too many Imperials between here and Yavin Four," Leia countered.
"If they board us for an inspection and find you," Han said, "Zorba the Hutt will be one of the first to hear the news."
"Dweeeeboo Ptzvaaa!" Artoo tooted.
"Artoo suggests that perhaps we should head for your home planet, Han," Threepio translated. "The Corellian life-style has always been agreeable to droids."
"I’ve got another place in mind," Han replied.
"Where exactly?" Leia asked.
"Don’t you like surprises?" Han asked.
"Is it a planet?" Ken added.
"Or is it a moon?" Luke asked. "Or an asteroid?"
"Or a space station?" Ken suggested.
"Let’s just say it’s a romantic place," Han said with a wink.
"Romantic, Han?" Princess Leia asked, smiling.
"Yes, Princess. Any objections?"
"None that I can think of," she replied. "As long as I have my brother along to chaperon," she teased. "Okay with you, Luke?"
"Affirmative," Luke replied. "Power up and engage sublightspeed thrusters!" And they took off.
Han’s sky house quickly became a speck of dust far behind them. Moments later, so did the planet Bespin.
"Luke, take over the accelerator for a minute, okay?" Han asked. Luke took control of the acceleration lever and Han gave Princess Leia a kiss-a very long kiss. While he was kissing Princess Leia, a crazy thought popped into Han Solo’s mind. Maybe he should propose marriage to her. Maybe it was about time that he popped the question.
But what would he say exactly? Senator Leia Organa, could you ever love a mischievous Corellian pilot like me enough to say "I do" at the altar? No-too stiff and formal. How about the simple approach? Princess, will you marry me? Nope. Too short, not enough affection. What about Leia, will you be my wife and the mother of my children? No, too old-fashioned.
It
PZZZZZZT! SIZZZZZZZ!
The deed was finished.
Just as it had once been done to Han Solo, Trioculus’s body was now trapped inside a block of carbonite.
Huge metal tongs then lifted the block out of the pit. Trioculus resembled a living sculpture; all three of his eyes now stared out in horror into the blackness in front of his face.
Soon Zorba broadcast his news from Cloud City, announcing the death of the Rebel Alliance Princess who murdered Jabba the Hutt! He warned all citizens to be alert for a possible Imperial attack, because Emperor Trioculus-now encased in a block of carbonite-was about to become a permanent, heavily guarded exhibit in the Cloud City Museum. Inside the Millennium Falcon, they too heard Zorba’s news broadcast.
"Trioculus has been carbonized-that’s the best thing that’s happened since I finished building my sky house!" Han exclaimed. "But we’ve got to get you off the planet, Princess. If Zorba the Hutt finds out that you’re still alive, sparks are going to fly. And I don’t want you to be around when the trouble starts."
Making a quick stop at Han’s sky house, they picked up Ken, along with Chip, Threepio, and Artoo-Detoo. The three droids had spotted Ken returning to Han’s house in the cloud taxi. As Han packed up a few things, Ken frantically told everyone about his misadventures in Cloud City.
But they didn’t hang around very long. For all Han knew, bounty hunters were spying on his sky house with macrobinoculars just to make sure that Leia was really dead. As soon as they were all aboard the Millennium Falcon, Han set their course, punching codes into the navigation unit without giving anyone any clues about where he was taking them.
"You haven’t even had a chance to enjoy your house yet, Han," Leia said. "I’m sorry you have to leave like this."
"Your safety comes first, Princess. For the time being, I’m leaving behind the life-style of a homeowner. I’m officially a traveling man again."
"Where should we go?" Luke asked the princess. "To the Rebel Alliance Senate on Yavin Four?"
"Too many Imperials between here and Yavin Four," Leia countered.
"If they board us for an inspection and find you," Han said, "Zorba the Hutt will be one of the first to hear the news."
"Dweeeeboo Ptzvaaa!" Artoo tooted.
"Artoo suggests that perhaps we should head for your home planet, Han," Threepio translated. "The Corellian life-style has always been agreeable to droids."
"I’ve got another place in mind," Han replied.
"Where exactly?" Leia asked.
"Don’t you like surprises?" Han asked.
"Is it a planet?" Ken added.
"Or is it a moon?" Luke asked. "Or an asteroid?"
"Or a space station?" Ken suggested.
"Let’s just say it’s a romantic place," Han said with a wink.
"Romantic, Han?" Princess Leia asked, smiling.
"Yes, Princess. Any objections?"
"None that I can think of," she replied. "As long as I have my brother along to chaperon," she teased. "Okay with you, Luke?"
"Affirmative," Luke replied. "Power up and engage sublightspeed thrusters!" And they took off.
Han’s sky house quickly became a speck of dust far behind them. Moments later, so did the planet Bespin.
"Luke, take over the accelerator for a minute, okay?" Han asked. Luke took control of the acceleration lever and Han gave Princess Leia a kiss-a very long kiss. While he was kissing Princess Leia, a crazy thought popped into Han Solo’s mind. Maybe he should propose marriage to her. Maybe it was about time that he popped the question.
But what would he say exactly? Senator Leia Organa, could you ever love a mischievous Corellian pilot like me enough to say "I do" at the altar? No-too stiff and formal. How about the simple approach? Princess, will you marry me? Nope. Too short, not enough affection. What about Leia, will you be my wife and the mother of my children? No, too old-fashioned.
It
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