Geeky Turn On!

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 Two in the afternoon, and it was time for A New Hope. I had my Star Wars shirt that I got when I visited the new Galaxy's Edge theme park with my friends, the one with Han Solo saying "I know." It's a sweeeet shirt, I tells ya! Galaxy's Edge is so-so, though; I much prefer Epcot.

Anyway, Gatekeeper was PACKED! There was the same crowd from yesterday, plus a few new faces. You had a bunch of old folks who probably saw these films when they first premiered back in the eighties, plus some slightly older Millenials who probably grew up with the movies on VHS or the Special Edition re-releases in 1997. It was tough finding a spot in the store to sit down in.

"We're almost at full capacity," said Gabe, smiling. "The Original Trilogy ALWAYS brings in the most people!"

"You think the Sequels will bring the crowd, too?" I asked.

"Probably some younger kids," said Gabe, shrugging. "But not nearly as many as an Iron Man movie marathon would."

"Right," I said, nodding. "Honestly I'm thinking I won't be coming in tomorrow. Might just spend the day gaming."

"Hate the Sequels that bad?" Gabe asked, smirking.

"Dude, I can go on a long rant on everything WRONG with the Sequels," I said, snorting. "And half of it will be about either Rey or Kylo Ren. Or Crylo Ren, as we call him."

"Hah, Crylo Ren," Gabe smirked. "Hey, do your impression of him!"

"Boo hoo, Mommy and Daddy didn't hug me enough as a child," I said, imitating Kylo Ren. "So I joined up with some Space Nazis!"

Gabe laughed out loud. Some of the peeps in the store laughed too.

"Wait wait wait, I got another one," I said, imitating Kylo Ren again. "I'm in love with this girl I tortured and held captive as my prisoner, so I'm gonna put her only friend in a coma to show how much she means to me!"

That got another chuckle from everyone.

"One more, one more!" I said, using my Kylo Ren voice. "Why can't people treat me with respect, like they did with my grandfather!? I'm gonna break stuff 'till they do!"

Everyone laughed at that.

"Kylo Ren's an emo (pejorative word for gay people)," said a teen wearing a Star Wars t-shirt with the premier date of every Star Wars movie from A New Hope to The Rise of Skywalker.

"Yo, watch that homophobia," Gabe said with all seriousness.

"Didn't mean it that way," the dude said, waving his hands apologetically. "Sorry."

"So Gabe," I began. "Todd and Amy ain't coming today, right?"

"Nah, too busy moving in together," said Gabe. "I'm willing to bet they'll be 'busy' today, if you catch my drift."

"Nudge nudge, wink wink," I grinned. "You think Todd will wife her up?"

"He damn well better," said Gabe. "He ain't gonna be finding a girl like HER in the whole county; I know, I've looked."

"You're right," I nodded. I sighed, "I, uh, told DragonLord666 about me and April..."

"Use any names?" He asked.

"No," I said, shrugging. "I don't intend to ruin a good thing. But, yeah...he was disgusted."

"No kidding," said Gabe, leaning over the counter. "So how'd Pinkie take the breakup?"

"Well..." I grimaced.

"Oh for the love of God," Gabe said with an exasperated sigh. "Rip off the band-aid, Dorkwinkle. The more you stall, the harder it'll get!"