Friends, Physics and Fallon

Chapter 8

Broberg and Darth Vader had been playing hide and seek for about five hours when they realized that they were playing hide and seek.  "Why are we playing hide and seek, sir?"  Darth Vader asked.  "I don't know we'll talk about it later."  Darth Vader sighed, knowing that they would never actually talk about it later.  "Let's get to work!"  Broberg yelled, swinging his arms back and forth.  Confused, Darth asked, "On what, sir?"  "Some super exciting physics stuff!"  Broberg replied.  Darth pretended to act excited, but in reality, he hated physics.  Broberg was explaining some "cool" physics stuff to him.  Darth felt his eyes starting to droop.  He dozed off but then snapped back awake when Broberg's hand came across his cheek.  "Write this down write this down write this down write this down write this down write this down," Broberg said to Darth, waving his hand in the air like he was pretending to write.  Darth sighed and started writing things down in his notebook.  "And that's kinda the gist of it," said Broberg.  "Quesinsh?"  Broberg asked, biting his lip and swinging his arms back and forth.  "Oh no, I know this stuff like the back of my hand," replied Darth.  "YOU MEAN THE BACK OF MY HAND?"  Broberg yelled as he backhanded Darth for the third time.  Darth Vader was a tough guy, but he just couldn't take it anymore.  He collapsed to the floor in pain and sobbed.  Broberg sobbed too.  "Noooo, you're my idol, I didn't mean to hurt you!  Please forgive me!"  Darth knew that he had to "forgive" Broberg so that he could still carry out his and Jimmy's plan.  He reluctantly forgave Broberg.  A very giddy Broberg helped Darth Vader off the floor.  After an awkward hug, Broberg pulled away and asked, "So where's that famous guy we were holding captive?"  "Famous guy?  What famous guy?"  "You know, that one guy who hosts that one show and plays dumb games with other famous guys?"  "Oh, Jimmy Fallon?"  "Yeah, where did he go?  Ya still gots him?"  "Uh...sir...I uh, I think he escaped.  I can't find him anywhere."  "DANG YOU BENJAMIN FRANKLIN!!!  WHY DID YOU LET HIM ESCAPE???  YOU ARE GOING TO GO FIND HIM, COOL BEANS???"  "Uh yes, sir."  Broberg's face turned bright red and steam started coming out of his ears.  He raised his arm, about to backhand Darth Vader for the fourth time.  Realizing this and nothing more, Darth quickly scurried out the door, yelling "Cool beans!" on his way out.  Broberg went back to his classroom to tape zucchini to the walls.  That is something he only does when he is VERY ANGRY.  Frightened, Darth closed the door quietly in an effort to not make Broberg even more angry.  He pulled out his phone and called Jimmy.