Rogue Txt: A Star Wars Story [#Wattys2017]

My Best Star Wars Memories plus Tagged

So sorry for not uploading a chapter yesterday! Currently, I'm working on the R&R chapter (which is taking longer than I thought it would) and a Valentine's Day special chapter. So I haven't been able to work on other chapters.

So today, you get part of my life story of what happens to Star Wars toys in our household. This all happened about a month ago.
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General Hux Funko Pop

Sibling 1: *holds out Funko Pop General Hux* Mom, guess who this is.

Mom: I don't know. Is he [on the] good [side]?

Me: He's Irish.

Mom: Oh. Then he must be good.

{later that day}

Sibling 1: Mom, guess who this is. *holds out Hux again*

Mom: Finn?

Me: No. His name is Hux.

Mom: Huck?

Me: Hux.

Mom: Hucks?

Sibling 1: General Hux.

Mom: I thought his name was Finn?

Me: That's the non-Irish guy

Mom: whAt??

Me and sibling 1: *tries to explain that Finn is not Irish even though the name is*

Mom: You guys too are weird.

{the next day}

Sibling 1: Mom, who's this? *holds out Hux again*

Mom: Finn the Irish guy whose name is Fax or Max.

Me: *thinking* Well, at least she's trying.

{back up about a week}

Me: *holding Hux* Dad, who's this?

Dad: Jabba the Hutt.

(And to this day, Hux is still called Finn according to my mom and my dad now calls him Bobba Fat.)

Orson Krennic Black Series

Me: *just happens to leave Orson Krennic on the kitchen table*

Mom: This guy looks like a Costco Employee.

Mom: See? *points to the little blocks that signify Krennic's rank* Doesn't that look like the Costco sign?

Me: Actually, it kind of does.

Sibling 1: Yeah!

Mom: *picks up Krennic and dances him in front of my face* He could be the manager or something. "Hello! How may I help you?"

Me: Yep.

Mom: Oh wait. Uh oh, he came apart.