Spring at Last

In Droidisms, Holidays on 21/03/2012 by Artoo

Without really knowing why, Artoo found himself enacting the age-old tradition of passing out on St Patrick’s Day only to wake an indeterminate amount of time later, surrounded by cress.

No? Just me then..

I was going to play out the whole adopted-father story and have the little ones reunited with their real parents; then I realised I couldn’t really be bothered. So, you can pretend that’s what happened, or, you can imagine that they all died horribly in the river and that Artoo has been drinking to forget ever since… :0)


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