Project Boussh: Yub Yub, Majors!
by Emily Janson

Two X-wings skimmed low over the forest, searching for an area suitable
for landing. They came across a clearing marked with these orange cones.
The space ended up being barely the right amount of space for the two
snubfighters, and the X-wings had to land so that one fighter was facing
the other with a pair of S-foils settled between the cockpit and S-foils
of the other ship.

Emily was leaning against a tree and saw the two orange clad pilots jump
to the ground. She waved to get their attention and they came jogging
over. /This should be a _very_ interesting project./

"Terrans don't have real hangars?" Hobbie asked.

The girl dressed in black velvet shook her head. "My house doesn't even
have a garage. And the only X-wings in my house are the four in my room
and one in my brother's." Emily extended her hand. "I'm Emily Janson..."

Wes held out his hand. "How exactly does that work out?"

"Um...I said...er...I said I'm Emily, Janson," she stuttered. "So you
must be Hobbie. No need for introductions from you two, I know enough.
Including Hobbie's th... Never mind."

"Is it going to be safe for the X-wings to be here in the middle of a
forest," Hobbie asked doubtfully.

Emily shrugged. "There's only raccoons and chipmunks to worry about.
With the crows it might be a mess when you return to them, though. The
pesky rodents might chew on wires. I recommend you leave your astromechs
guarding the ships. No one has R2 units on Terra, anyway. So, before we
get started, any questions?"

Wes folded his arms across his chest. "I have one. How old are you?"

"I'll be sixteen in five months. Is that a problem?" When the two pilots
just exchanged glances, Emily thought back to the mission at hand and
remembered something she had thought to ask the Rogues. "Well, I have a
question for you. Fellow AFW posters and myself have found ourself in a
little, um, argument. Is the relationship between you two just
platonic or...?"

"What!?" Wes and Hobbie said in unison.

/Oh well. I can figure it out as we go along./ Emily held out her hands.
"I'm just kidding. Yub yub, Majors."

Wes collapsed to his knees. "How is it that _everyone_ knows about
that?"

Emily looked at her watch. "We better start heading back to my house.
It's a ten minute walk and it's almost lunch time."

"Then you can start telling us about Quiara," Hobbie commented. Emily
nodded and the team began to head off to Emily's house.