Three Word Story

By Crabbok, in X-Wing Off-Topic

The searing heat

cooked the steak

to perfection. "Ketchup!"

"Bantha needs Ketchup!!"

exclaimed Jek Porkins.

"Me want KETCHUP!!!",

"Sorry, only Cat-sup..."

A bemused chef

sharpened his knife

on the skull

of a bantha

. "He didn't like

Or possibly loved

the Bounty Hunter

" muttered the Chef.

"But he loved

you Jek Porkins."

"Here--hold this,"

The gleaming knife

looked strangely familiar

. It had cut

the cheese earlier,

loudly and odiferously.

"This looks strangely

familiar..." he mused.