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Chapter 1: When The Party Starts Gold Is A Winners Dream by Sharpay Sutler

Skipper’s house was not the normal, tranquil, seven bedroom, hotel like shack, that the members of BFFLAAD Season 2 called home. No it was more like a four story night club, which was full, but with people still coming in. The part had started at Skipper’s place. Shade had already started to boogie, and Rex was either drunk or had been easily coaxed towards the karaoke room. Skipper was welcoming his guests, human or not. R2, of course was not interested in any part of the party apart from the part where he got to go home.

R2 was standing in one corner. He wasn’t exactly comfortable in a party atmosphere. If he had had a choice then he would not have come. Instead R2 would be dealing with Russian-accented stock suppliers. R2 was used to answering the phone with a jolly ‘Yello’ or a long E’d yes. He was also used to commanding the Armies and Air Force of Saturn 5. The last thing R2 wanted to do was dance the night away at a party celebrating Skipper’s 40th birthday.

Shade, although having a generally dark personality, seemed to be at home in the party situation. She was chatting away to many aliens who lived or had visited her rumoured home-planet of Tattooine. Shade was an A* history student so enjoyed going through various historical events. She had also helped Rex with his students during their Corellian Purge project. Rex had the lowest score on karaoke, which wasn’t surprising, considering that he was a history teacher.

“I’d like to dedicate this song to Shade, R2, Rex and anyone who lives on Saturn 5.” Skipper’s voice boomed through the house from his stadium sized living room. The familiar tune of ‘We didn’t start the fire’ came on. Kipper dragged R2 and Rex onto the mini stage. Shade was already there. Most of the guests started to dance. Shade, Skipper and a part of Rex started to bop along to the music. R2 was still reluctant. Everyone sung the chorus (even R2, which made a change.)

“We didn’t start the fire, It was always burning, Since the world’s been turning, We didn’t start the fire, No, we didn’t light it, But we tried to fight it,”

Although being a little out of tune, everybody managed to actually sing the words correctly and in time. The guests, after the song, spilled out into the many rooms of the house.

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