Title: "Playing Jedi III - The Gungans Strike Back"
Author: Gillian Taylor
Archive: Gossamer, and anywhere else as long as my name's kept on it!
Disclaimer: Ahem. Let's all sing along! Chris Carter, oh can't you see? I know they don't belong to me. They belong to Ten Thirteen. Mulder and Scully and all the rest, they are the best. I'm borrowing them with utmost respect; they'll be home before you guess. And now I will call this lame song to a rest.
Author's notes: Only a basic understanding of Star Wars is needed. As long as you know what a lightsabre is and who the Jedi are you'll be fine. Special thanks go to my betas- Crysta, Astoria, and Mrs. H and to my friends and crew on the USS TrustNo1. The Lone Gunpersons rule!
"Playing Jedi III - The Gungans Strike Back"
by Gillian Taylor
SCULLY: You're sure that you've got your lightsabre?
MULDER: I've got it right here, Scully.
SCULLY: No! Not that one you twit.
MULDER: Ooooh, I'm a twit?
SCULLY: Yes, you are Braid-boy.
MULDER: Scully, haven't we been through this? I'm a Jedi Knight now!
SCULLY: And I'm the Easter Bunny.
MULDER: A very *sexy* Easter Bunny.
M&S: Sir! ((shuffling away from each other)) Hello sir.
SKINNER: Agent Scully, Agent Mulder. I see you brought your lightsabres.
MULDER: Of course sir, never leave home without them.
SKINNER: I'm sure you don't Agent Mulder. So who is it that we're supposed to attack?
MULDER: A Gungan, sir. Very Evil. Goes by the name of Crysta Binks.
SKINNER: Binks? As in Jar-Jar?
MULDER: Yes sir.
SKINNER: I always wanted to give that Gungan a piece of my mind.
SCULLY: You mean your lightsabre? ((snickers))
SKINNER: Not in that way, Scully.
SCULLY: Of course not, sir.
SKINNER: Where is Crysta?
MULDER: That cubicle, sir. The Siths placed her there to torment us all via email.
SKINNER: Ah, I see. Mulder, you go high. Scully, you go low. I'll go right down the middle.
MULDER: A fibbie sandwich sir?
SCULLY: ((groans)) Mulder, we're going to have to get you a new sense of humor.
MULDER: Ha. Ha. Now keep quiet, we've got to sneak up...
CRYSTA: Sneak up on who, Mulder?
MULDER: Crysta! Um...hi.
CRYSTA: Well hello sir, Scully. Why are you carrying plastic lightsabres?
MULDER: No reason...really.
CRYSTA: Uh-huh. Scully?
SKINNER: We're playing Jedi, Crysta.
CRYSTA: Aren't you a little old to be playing that game?
SKINNER: ((mouth drops open))
CRYSTA: Just kidding sir! Really! Just a joke.
MULDER: ((whispers to Skinner)) See? She's all that is evil.
SKINNER: ((whispers back)) I agree, lets take her.
CRYSTA: Um...guys, why are you...keep away...
M&S&S: ((evil grins))
CRYSTA: ACK! ((running sounds))
MULDER: And another Gungan bites the dust.
SKINNER: Same time next week, Mulder?
MULDER: You've got it sir.
You will give me feedback. The Force tells you to do so. You WILL give me feedback. Or else I'll send *Crysta* after you! MUAHAHAHA