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"What in the kriff is that?"
Hobbie pulled his helmet off and looked over to see a small furry creature poking its head out from behind a nearby log. "I think it’s probably an Ewok."
Wes looked at his friend in disbelief. "You mean those things Han and Luke were telling us about?"
"Uh-huh."
"The things that tied them all up, including Chewbacca, and wanted to have them for dinner?"
"Yep."
"The ones that worshipped the droid as a god?"
"The very same."
"Huh. Somehow I thought they’d be bigger."
Hobbie nodded. "Yeah, and scarier looking. The way Han described them I would have thought they could take on The Empire all by themselves and not even break a sweat."
Wes laughed. "Well, I guess they are kinda scary looking. Just look at those beady little eyes, and I heard they throw a pretty mean rock too."
"I don’t know, the little ones are kind of cute," Hobbie said as they walked down the path and more of the small creatures appeared. He bent down for a moment to get a closer look at one of the babies and then jumped back as it tried to bite his finger.
"Oh yeah, those things are adorable all right."
"Shut up, Wes."
A few minutes passed in silence before Wes spoke up again. "I think we should get Wedge one as a pet."
Hobbie looked at Wes and frowned. "You’re not serious, are you?"
Wes just grinned as he started looking for the perfect candidate.
Hobbie sighed and muttered under his breath. "I have a bad feeling about this..."