Stormtrooper Supremacy
They spent their day off over 18 rounds at Endor Pines Country Club and some beers to celebrate. D-1354 had scored a sweet Employee of the Sector bonus for hitting all 25 of his targets in training last week.
“Hey what’re you gonna do with your prize credits?” asked D-1381.
“Thinking about taking the kids to Disney Planet. They’ve been whining about it since last Vader Day,” laughed D-1354.
D-1381 squared up and took his shot, right into the sand trap.
“Bring your sunscreen! Tattooine is hot this time of year!” bellowed D-1377.
“Hey did you guys hear about the traitor from Sector FN?” he asked, stepping up to the tee.
“Yeah! Heard he highjacked a tie,” said D-1354.
D-1381 adjusted his belt. “What a moron.”
D-1377 stared into his bag, contemplating between his irons. Remanents from Starkiller’s destroyed test planets glittered in the distant skies. “Hey throw me another beer,” he said, still indecisive.
“Slow down, Seven. It’s not even noon. Don’t forget why we can’t go back to Kashyyyk Hills.” D-1354 nudged D-1381.
“Oh fuck off, Four.”
Just then, the Greenskeeper rolled up on his cart. His eyes were sharp and cut right into D-1377 who’d set up the…
