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.

SKINNER: Ahem.

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.

SCULLY: ((snickers))

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?

SCULLY: ...

CRYSTA: Skinner?

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.

THE END

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