Dave's ship barrels down the trench.
INT. VADERSAULT'S COCKPIT
Vadersault's flaming computer swings around into position. Vadersault takes careful aim on Dave's gPc-wing fighter.
VADERSAULT
I have you now.
He pushes the emoticon buttons.
EXT. SURFACE OF THE STAR OF OBLIVION
The three SMARK fighters move in on Dave. As Vadersault's center fighter unleashes a volley of ghey emoticons, Hermit-X47's SMARK fighter is hit and explodes into flame. The two remaining ships continue to move in.
INT. DAVE’S gPc-WING FIGHTER - COCKPIT
Dave looks about, wondering whose flaming destroyed Vadersault's wingman.
INT. VADERSAULT'S COCKPIT
Vadersault is taken by surprise, and looks out from his cockpit.
VADERSAULT
What?
INT. VADERSAULT'S WINGMAN - COCKPIT
Vadersault's wingman searches around him trying to locate the unknown attacker.
INT. MILLENNIUM FLETCH - COCKPIT
Bank and Soulbacca grin from ear to ear.
BANK
(yelling)
Yahoo! I am SO cooler than all of you!
EXT. SPACE AROUND THE STAR OF OBLIVION
The Millennium Fletch heads right at the two SMARK fighters. It's a collision course.
INT. WINGMAN'S COCKPIT
The wingman spots the pirateship coming at him and warns the Dark Lord.
TRIVIA-247
Look out!
EXT. STAR OF OBLIVION TRENCH
Vadersault's profoundly retarded wingman panics at the sight of the oncoming pirate starship and veers radically to one side, colliding with Vadersault's SMARK fighter in the process. Vadersault's wingman crashes into the side wall of the trench and explodes. Vadersault's damaged ship spins out of the trench with a damaged wing.
VADERSAULT
Goddamn Undertaker marks, they can’t do anything right!
EXT. STAR OF OBLIVION
Vadersault's ship spins out of control with a bent solar fin, heading for the expanse of the internet.
INT. VADERSAULT'S COCKPIT
Vadersault turns round and round in circles as his ship spins into endless cyberspace.
EXT. SURFACE OF THE STAR OF OBLIVION
Solo's ship moves in toward the Star of Oblivion trench.
INT. MILLENNIUM FLETCH - COCKPIT
Solo, smiling, speaks to Dave over his headset mike.
BANK
(into mike)
You're all clear, kid.
INT. WDI OUTPOST - WAR FORUM
Welsh and the others listen to Solo's transmission.
BANK
(over speaker)
Now let's blow this thing like my massive e-cock and go home!
INT. DAVE'S gPc-WING FIGHTER - COCKPIT
Dave looks up and smiles. He concentrates on the DDR post, then fires his laser quotation-aided flame.
EXT. SURFACE OF THE STAR OF OBLIVION
Dave's flame shoots toward the post and seems to simply disappear into the super moderator and not 0wn yet. But the flame does find its mark and has gone into the database and is heading for the main psyche of the super moderator.
INT. DAVE'S gPc-WING FIGHTER - COCKPIT
Dave throws his head back in relief.
INT. STAR OF OBLIVION
An Imperial soldier runs to the control panel board and pulls the board eradication lever as the lightboard behind him lights up.
INTERCOM VOICE
Stand by to fire at Rebel board.
EXT. SPACE AROUND THE STAR OF OBLIVION
Two gPc-wings, an OAOAST-wing, and the pirateship race toward WDI in the distance.
INT. STAR OF OBLIVION
Several Imperial posters, flanking a pensive Grand Moff Crucifixio, busily push control levers and buttons.
INTERCOM VOICE
Standing by.
The rumble of a distant explosion begins.
EXT. SPACE AROUND THE STAR OF OBLIVION
The Rebel ships race out of sight, leaving the moon-like Star of Oblivion alone against a blanket of e-stars. Several small flashes appear on the surface. The Star of Oblivion bursts into a supernova, creating a spectacular heavenly display.
INT. MILLENNIUM FLETCH - COCKPIT
BANK
Great shot, kid. That was one in a million.
INT. DAVE'S gPc-WING FIGHTER - COCKPIT
Dave is at ease, and his eyes are closed.
WILL'S VOICE
Remember, the Whorce will be with you... always.
The ship rocks back and forth.
EXT. VADERSAULT’S SMARK FIGHTER
Vadersault's ship spins off into e-space.
INT. VADERSAULT’S SMARK FIGHTER - COCKPIT
VADERSAULT
I blame the Test system for this!
EXT. E-SPACE
The Rebel ships race toward the fourth board of WDI.
INT. WDI OUTPOST - MAIN INDEX
Dave climbs out of his starship flamer and is cheered by a throng of ground lurkers and posters. Dave climbs down the ladder as they all welcome him with laughter, cheers, and shouting.
Princess Welsh rushes toward him.
WELSH
Dave! Dave! Dave!
She throws her arms around Dave and hugs him as they dance around a circle. Solo runs in toward Luke and they embrace one another, slapping each other on the back.
BANK
(laughing)
Hey! Hey!
DAVE
(laughing)
I knew you'd come back! I just knew it!
BANK
Well, I had to come back and say I was working all of you!
Dave and Bank look at one another, as Solo playfully shoves at Dave's face. Welsh moves in between them.
WELSH
(laughing)
Hey, I knew there was more to you than quasi-trolling.
Dave looks toward the ship.
DAVE
Oh, no!
The fried little R2-ALF2 is lifted off the back of the fighter and carried off under the worried eyes of Agnes.
AGNES
Oh, my! ALF-2! Can you hear me? Say something!
(to mechanic)
You can repair him, can't you?
TECHNICIAN
We'll get to work on him right away. Get your hand off my ass.
AGNES
You must repair him! Sir, if any of my circuits or gears or a blowjob will help, I'll gladly donate them.
DAVE
He'll be all right.
INT. WDI OUTPOST - MAIN PAGE
Dave, Bank, and Soulbacca enter the huge expanse of the main page. Hundreds of posters are lined up in neat rows. Banners are flying and at the far end stands a vision in white, the beautiful young Senator Welsh. Dave and the others solemnly march up the long aisle and kneel before Senator Welsh. From one side of the temple marches a shined-up and fully repaired R2-ALF-2. He waddles up to the group and stands next to an equally pristine Agnes, who is rather awestruck by the whole event and is seen wiping his mouth of some unknown substance. Soulbacca is confused. Sassona and several other dignitaries sit on the left of the Princess. Welsh is dressed in a long white dress and is staggeringly beautiful. She rises and places a gold medallion around Bank's neck. He winks at her. She slaps him for thinking he looks like Justin Timberlake of the PopStari system. She then repeats the ceremony with Dave, except the slapping, who is moved by the event. They turn and face the assembled posters, who all bow before them. Soulbacca growls and ALF-2 beeps with happiness.
FADE OUT.