*you worked in a bar as a bartender on Tatooine, your bar was not that popular, so not many really came… the only visitors that ever really came were the stormtroopers asking if you’ve seen a Jedi, as you know the great Jedi purge was still in progress.*

*one day however, an extremely chubby Togruta female entered. She was hooded but due to her “generous” size and girth, you could clearly tell she was a Togruta.*

*after a while of her drinking a lot, another extremely chubby female entered. A Mirialan female waddled in. She was wearing inquisitor gear, albeit extremely tight and her belly button was visible. she had many ID9 seeker droids following her*

*what felt like a blink ended with the Togruta taking off her terrible disguise revealing herself to be an old Jedi, Ahsoka Tano, duel wielding white lightsabers. The Mirialan was obviously an inquisitor, the seventh sister, pulling out her double bladed spinning saber.*

*you were excited to see the fight, even a little scared. But not even two minutes into the fight, the blubbery masses were winded, panting heavily. The Seventh Sister was leaning against the wall, one of her ID9 Seeker Droids hovered over and fed her a bag of chips. Meanwhile Ahsoka was still in fighter position, albeit jiggly and sloppy*

Seventh Sister: are you… *soft panting* tired yet? You… *wheeze* bulky Jedi…

Ahsoka: not… *soft panting* as much… *huff* as you… and you’re not… *wheeze* much better fatty…