The New Yoda Chronicles: Raid on Coruscant Page #2

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Well, no biggie,

you've got a few more times

before I really get mad.

Anyway, the Rebels

won't escape us for long.

Not as long as I've got

my magic cubes.

There must be some Rebel-loving

planet we haven't attacked yet.

Nope, did it,

did it, crushed it.

Did it, did it, crushed it.

Did it, did it.

Hey, this one stars "old you."

Huh?

Boring.

Yes.

Who would want to see who

they once were in a former life?

Ah, here we are.

Let's go

to the movies.

VADER:

Where are the Senators?

Gone.

icked 'em all out.

[WHISTLING]

EMPEROR:
Hey, you.

Yes?

Senator Yaun

of Bureaucratosis.

I thought

old you to vamoose.

Blah, blah, blah?

Yes, "blah, blah, blah."

Out.

[YUAN SCREAMS]

Gonzo.

Now, let's see

what we've got.

That's not very nice.

EMPEROR:

The Wookiees betrayed me.

And after

I excused them

from the "must wear pants"

rule.

Prepare to attack

Wookiee World.

Its name is Kashyyyk,

my Lord.

It's in the Mytaranor Sector

of the Mid Rim.

Wow.

You're a real

Star Wars nerd, aren't you?

[d]

It's just

a matter of time

before the Empire

finds us and attacks.

Our only choice is to launch

a raid on Coruscant

and get the Holocrons back.

But how?

If I may

make a suggestion...

Let me guess.

A trap?

No. I was going

to say a ruse.

When can you

launch your raid?

As soon as the ships

are repaired.

Chewie, you were

supposed to weld

the green power couplings,

not the red ones.

[ROARS]

You are not color blind.

Stop being stubborn.

Now I have to start all over.

Let me help.

Thanks,

but we don't need your--

Uh? Oh.

Mr. Crazy Crystal,

I think you and I

are gonna be good friends.

YOUNG OBI-WAN:

No, Anakin,

that way is forbidden.

ANAKIN:

Rules are made to be broken,

Master.

Ha, ha, ha, Anakin,

why do I get the feeling

you'll be

the death of me? Ha.

You know, when you say that,

it really burns me up.

When you guys

joke around like this

it makes me want

to get tossed out

a high window

with my arm cut off.

[LAUGHTER]

[GROANS]

Make it stop.

[BEEPS, CLANGS]

Prepare the fleet

for attack.

We believe

the Emperor keeps

the Holocrons

in one of two places:

his office

in the Senate Building,

or the old Holocron Vault

in the Jedi Temple.

That's great, but none of us

have ever been there.

We'll be flying blind.

The droids and I

were there long ago.

Yes, but as much

as I would love to participate

in this supremely

dangerous mission,

sadly my memory has been wiped,

so I wouldn't be any help.

Darn the luck.

Fortunately, I have

a complete set of plans.

[GROANS]

[BEEPS]

Help me, Obi-Wan Kenobi,

you're my only hope.

Oops.

lp me, Obi-Wan Kenobi...

Wrong disc. Hang on.

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