ladyofleithian | TOO GOOD IS TRUE, PART FIVE: Ow, ow, *ow*...

[INT. COLONEL TOBIN'S QUARTERS -- NIGHT.

They continue to read.]

CHAPTER 5
the next day around 5:35pm...

I glanced at the clock as I pulled on my tight dark blue jeans.

It was 5:36, only twenty four more minutes I thought as I put on my joe don dog tag. I grabbed one of my favorite books; wintering, and ran downstairs to the kitchen. "Mom I'm going to read in the dinning room."

Mom - "Okay."

TERRI CLARK: *Has already nodded off*

At two 'til six the doorbell rang. Mom was in the kitchen and I didn't want her to answer the door, so I yelled "I'll get it."

NUTE GUNRAY: I...um...does THE RAVAGER have a caf machine or something?

COLONEL TOBIN: As a matter of fact, yes, yes it does. *Gets up and makes some caf. Meanwhile, Fett takes over the reading*

I opened the door and stepped outside.
Blanche - "Hey. I didn't tell my mom that Joe don rooney was coming over for dinner, so be prepared for screaming."

Joe don - "Okay, but I'm used to that."

TERRI CLARK: *Abruptly snaps awake* Okay...*that* was funny.

Me and Joe don were walking in to the dinning room

TERRI CLARK: The "dinning room"?

COLONEL TOBIN: Perhaps where the younglings of the planet Blanche comes from go to let off some steam.

TERRI CLARK: I thought only Jedi used the word "younglings".

COLONEL TOBIN: They do. I just picked up the word to preserve my image of snootiness.

TERRI CLARK: Whatever, man. Carry on.

just as Mom came out of the kitchen carrying a large platter of fried chicken. She almost dropped it when she saw Joe don standing in our dinning room with me.

Mom - "OH MY STARS!!! Blanche, why didn't you tell me he was coming?!"

NUTE GUNRAY (as Blanche): He he he...overprotective mothers are *funny*!

Joe don - "Don't worry Mrs ... umm."

Mom - "Prudence Dunn, sir."

TERRI CLARK (mischievous): You know, "Don" sounds a lot like "Dun". You don't think that Blanche and Don are related, do you?

COLONEL TOBIN: Oh sweet Darth Traya jumped up and shat a bantha -- I will not be sleeping tonight. *Runs off to take a shower*

Joe don - "It's always great to meet another fan. And please call me Joe don."

TERRI CLARK (as Joe Don/Edward Cullen): It's not like I'm being a *stalker* or anything...

Mom - "Okay. Well, dinner is ready."

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After dinner was over there was about an hour and a half of daylight left and I wanted to show Joe don around. I poked my head into the kitchen where mom was washing the dishes. "Mom, I going to show Joe don around."

NUTE GUNRAY (sarcastic): Gee, you think?

Mom - "Okay." She smiled. "Have see you guys later."

I went in to the living room and grabbed Joe don to show him all my favorite places.
Blanche - "Do you want to see my horse, Dusty?"

Joe don - "Sure. Are you going to ride him?"

TERRI CLARK (squicked): Whoa!

Blanche - "Yeah."

Joe don's POV

Blanche went in to the barn to get a halter and lead rope and then grabbed something out of a bucket on the floor and put it in her pocket.
I followed her over to the fence where she whistled and and ten seconds later a beautiful mousey colored horse cantered up to the fence and scidded to a halt.

TERRI CLARK: Hey! Shadowfax, is that you?

She climbed over the fence and slipped the halter on the horse, and I ran over and opened the gate and she smiled at me.

Blanche - "Thanks, Joe don."

Joe don - "You're welcome."
Blanche walked over to the the barn and dropped the lead rope on the ground, and then walked into the barn. She came out again in thirty seconds with another lead rope and a bareback pad.

My POV

I cinched up the girth on the bareback pad and led Dusty over to my mounting block and hopped on.
Blanche - "So, Joe don, do you know how to ride?"

Joe don - "Umm.... not really. But I've always wanted to learn.''

Blanche - "If you want I could teach you."

BOBA FETT: Excuse me for a moment...

He gets up and begins slamming his head into a wall, occasionally screaming curses in Mando'a so loudly they reach the bridge.

NIHILUS: Huh...probably nothing. I'd best get back to my Card Carrying Villainy.

Boba Fett returns to his seat, rubbing his forehead.

BOBA FETT (sullen): I truly hate you all.

TERRI CLARK (cheerful): Hate away, Boba. Hate away.

Joe don - "When would you want to start?"

Blanche - "How about Wendsday morning?"

Joe don - "Perfect."

Tobin returns, dressed in a new military uniform.

TOBIN: Well -- what did I miss?

BOBA FETT (still sore): Not much, my friend. Not much.