star wars 3-sentence fic
Han settled down in a large. comfortable chair to watch his new favorite show as R2-D2 trundled up with a tray of snacks.
"Today half of our contestants will be making Jogan fruitcake, the rest will make Sic-Six-layer cake." The host/judge, a 6th generation bakery owner, was explaining. She reminded Han of a younger Mon Mothma, with an overly-elaborate hairdo.
R2 made warbling oooo! sound. Han nodded, chewing on some dried Bofa fruit.
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"Today half of our contestants will be making Jogan fruitcake, the rest will make Sic-Six-layer cake." The host/judge, a 6th generation bakery owner, was explaining. She reminded Han of a younger Mon Mothma, with an overly-elaborate hairdo.
R2 made warbling oooo! sound. Han nodded, chewing on some dried Bofa fruit.
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