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Pete Dances His Socks Off
FA Pete
Mitchell entered the Warrior’s Cantina to join VA Hav Antiel’s
promotion party. He saw Hav pretty quickly and went over there.
“Congratulations,
bud!â€
“Thanks
Pete!â€
“You earned
it. Nice party, I do miss this
cantina. We had some good times here…â€
“Yes, Sir!â€
“Alright, I’ll
see you later. Don’t drink too much.
You’ve only got one day off for the hangover!â€
Pete made
the rounds a bit more and saw Plif. “Heya Plif! How’s
it going?â€
“Oh, doing
well, just enjoying my scotch and soaking up the natalgia
of the old stomping grounds…â€
“It hasn’t
been that long, Plif… At least not for
you.â€
“True, but I
miss her all the same.â€
“Oh, shoot. She’s lost it, Plif.â€
“No she
hasn’t.Â
“Yes, she
has.â€
“She has
not lost it.â€Â Pete turned and walked
towards the dance floor. “I hate it
when she does that!â€Â Plif downed his
scotch and followed.
On the
dance floor was TK-1347, or “Tappy Feet†as she was
known.Â
Pete
strolled up and began dancing near her, really nailing his moves, and finally
danced right up to here so they were eye to eye while tearing up the dance
floor. Finally, Tappy
removed her glove and threw it on the ground at Pete’s feet. “Oh it’s on Admiral!â€
“That’s
Fleet Admiral to you!â€Â With that, he
backed up and watched her moves.Â
The DJ
noticed what was happening. “Oh, it’s
a dance off everyone! Tappy versus Pete!â€Â
The chatter became silent for a moment, only leaving the music, then
it returned with even more volume as the whole cantina surrounded the dance
floor.
Tappy put it all out there, and it was a
good show with some spins, slides, foot tapping, and a pretty good robot.
Pete took
over from there, starting with a bit of hopping, some salsa, and some jump on
it. Then, Plif and Kappa squad joined
in behind Pete.Â
A squadron
of stormtroopers then joined in behind Tappy, and a good time was had by all…
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