A few notes: First of all, I don’t own Sailor Moon or Star Wars, so… don’t sue 
me. Second of all, in no way is this story meant to offend Star Wars fans. I’m the biggest 
Star Wars geek you’ll ever find. This story came from a personal experience of standing 
in line for Episode II for three hours for a special preview. Third, the Star Wars jokes in 
here are mild, but still, it helps if you’ve seen the movies. Or else you might not get the 
Padawan braid joke or the Jawa thing. Mostly anybody can understand this, but having 
seen Star Wars will help. Anyway, here’s the result of thinking about the Three Lights 
while in line for Episode II. Enjoy!

Chicks Dig Stormtroopers
“Oh, please let me get through. PLEASE let me get through.”
	“Riiiing… WSYT radio! You’re on the air!”
	“Hi. Am I the one hundredth caller?”
	“Yes, you are! Congratulations!”
	An ecstatic cry woke Seiya Kou from his sleep. He shot up in bed in alarm at the 
sudden noise. Hurriedly, he went from his room to his hallway, only to collide with his 
friend and fellow Three Light, Yaten Kou.
	“Did you hear the scream?” Seiya and Yaten asked one another at the same time. 
They nodded in unison. The two boys began moving towards the door at the end of the 
hallway.
	“Is it just me,” Seiya said. “Or did that scream sound like it came from-“
	Seiya and Yaten stopped dead in their tracks, standing in the doorway of the room 
at the end of the hallway. In this room resided Taiki Kou, the calm, reserved Light. 
However, this morning, Taiki was far from calm or reserved. He seemed to have lost all 
of his former, quiet tranquillity. Instead, the tall boy was jumping up and down, shouting 
in glee. Seiya and Yaten watched, half fascinated, half horrified.
	“Um… Taiki?” Yaten was afraid to ask. “What are you doing?”
	“Shut up, Jawa! Join the fun!” Taiki shouted, still jumping up and down like a 
maniac.
	“What did you call me?” Yaten looked confused.
	“A Jawa!” shouted Taiki, happily. “They’re short, annoying, droid-selling aliens 
that reside on Tatooine!”
	Yaten looked offended, but kept silent. It was quite clear to him that his tall friend 
had lost it. Taiki Kou had finally snapped.
	“Taiki, why are you so excited?” Seiya asked.
	Taiki finally stopped jumping. “I just won three tickets to see a special showing of 
Star Wars Episode II: Attack of the Clones. We get to see it the day before it comes out!”
	Taiki’s tone reminded Seiya of a teenage girl winning tickets to one of their own 
concerts. Seiya was a bit scared. He didn’t feel comfortable hearing Taiki sound like an 
obsessed fangirl.
	“Star Wars?” Yaten stared at Taiki, astounded that his friend would be a Star 
Wars fan. “Since when do you like Star Wars?”
	“There are a lot of things you don’t know about me, Jawa,” Taiki grinned.
	“Don’t call me that!” shouted Yaten.
	“Okay, Ewok.”
	“Wha…?”

	On Wednesday, May 15th, 2002, for the first time ever, Taiki was not able to pay 
attention in class. He was on the edge of his seat all day. Any slight noise caused the 
excited pop star to jump up and shout, “R2-D2!”
	Taiki had never planned on letting Seiya and Yaten know of his interest in Star 
Wars. Taiki couldn’t explain how it had all happened himself. It had been a very boring 
day and he had been flipping through the TV channels. Taiki didn’t watch much TV, but 
he was glad he had that day. He came across a Star Wars movie. He had been hooked.
	Upon winning the special preview tickets to Episode II, Taiki had let his Star 
Wars obsession take over. He quoted Yoda in everyday conversations. He ended those 
conversations with “May the Force Be With You”. And, of course, Taiki ate the Star 
Wars cereal with R2-D2 marshmallows for breakfast every morning.
	Seiya and Yaten were absolutely positive that Taiki was insane when he left for 
school one morning with a thin, long braid hanging on one side of his head. The two 
lights were quite worried. They were fearing the Star Wars showing. They didn’t know 
anything about Star Wars. Taiki was forcing them to go. They didn’t argue with him. 
When Taiki made you swear by Yoda’s lightsaber that you’d do something, you’d better 
do it. Four o’ clock finally rolled around that Wednesday. After an hour of driving and an 
hour of the Star Wars main theme playing on repeat, Seiya and Yaten were holding 
Taiki’s place in line outside of a movie theater. Star Wars fans were everywhere, dressed 
up as their favorite characters, chatting happily. Seiya and Yaten were a bit frightened 
that one would come over to them and hurt them for not knowing the first line of the 
movie or something. Taiki was their only source of protection in this line, but Taiki had 
gone to do something.
	“This is so dumb,” Yaten muttered. “These people are absolute freaks.”
	Seiya just nodded. Suddenly, he felt a tap on his shoulder. The blue-eyed pop star 
turned around to see a tall figure in white armor standing behind him. Seiya nearly had a 
heart attack on the spot.
	“Relax, Seiya. It’s just me,” came a familiar voice from inside the helmet. 
	“Taiki!” shrieked Seiya. “Take off that helmet!”
	Sure enough, Taiki was inside the costume. He removed his helmet, smiling.
	“What the heck are you supposed to be?” snapped Yaten.
	“Duh,” Taiki said. “I’m a stormtrooper.”
	This made Yaten angrier. “Oh, excuse me for not being a dumb Star Wars geek 
like you!”
	“Why are you dressed like a… stormtrooper?” Seiya inquired.
	“Chicks dig stormtroopers,” Taiki stated, simply.
	“Oh, right…” Yaten replied, rolling his eyes.
	He and Seiya continued to glower at their taller companion. The trio was silent 
until four girls approached them. They were obviously Star Wars fans, in costume and 
wearing a grin like everybody else.
	“Hey,” one of the girls addressed Taiki. “Nice costume.” Her three friends 
nodded.
	“Stormtroopers are hot,” another girl remarked.
	Slowly, more and more female Star Wars fans moved towards Taiki. They all 
loved his costume. They all agreed that stormtroopers were hot. Seiya and Yaten were 
totally ignored. Yaten couldn’t believe it.
	“I don’t get it!” The little, silver haired Light stamped his foot. “Everybody is 
supposed to adore us! Not Taiki!”
	“I think somebody’s a little jealous,” Seiya observed.
	“I’M NOT JEALOUS!” screamed Yaten.
	Two guys standing in line in front of them turned and frowned at Yaten.
	“Be quiet, Jawa,” one of them said.
	Yaten turned quite scary. Red fire sparked in his eyes as he tackled the poor guy. 
“ANYBODY ELSE WANT TO SAY IT?!”
	The guy looked at Seiya. “Dude, get your Jawa off me.”
	“AHHH!”
	Seiya had been thinking. He observed the poor guy getting attacked by Yaten. He 
and his companions were both wearing costumes. Taiki had a costume and girls were 
paying attention to him. It all made sense.
	“Hey,” Seiya said. “I’ll get my Jawa off of you if you do us a favor.

	“I can’t believe this.”
	“Aw, you look adorable, Yaten.”
	“Really?”
	“No, but I had to say something.”
	“Thanks, Seiya.”
	“Anytime.”
	Meanwhile, Taiki was busy entertaining his female crowd. He couldn’t help but 
feel smug. He didn’t care about getting more attention from girls than Seiya and Yaten, 
but still. It felt nice to be the most popular one for once. Plus, these girls weren’t as scary 
as the ones who normally clambered for his autographs. These girls were his kind of 
people.
	Taiki looked around. Seiya and Yaten were nowhere in sight. Where had they 
gone?
	“Greetings!”
	Taiki turned. Initial shock was replaced with amusement. A smile crossed his 
features. Soon, the stormtrooper was in hysterics.
	“What is so funny?” demanded the short, dark-suited figure.
	“I don’t know,” shrugged the taller, furry being.
	Taiki took a deep breath. “N-nice Chewbacca outfit, S-seiya.” Taiki turned to the 
smaller boy, and began to laugh his head off.
	The Chewbacca-suited Seiya glanced down at the short boy. “Maybe it’s your 
helmet, Yaten.”
	The other Star Wars fans had caught sight of Yaten and were laughing 
hysterically. It wasn’t everyday that you saw a midget Darth Vader walking around, 
totally swamped by his suit.
	Yaten was confused. “I don’t get it! Where are the girls flocking over me? I’ve 
got a costume! What’s the deal here?”
	Taiki patted the little Darth Vader’s head. “Come on, Darth Yaten. They’re letting 
us in.”

	“That was pretty good, I must admit.”
	“That was awesome!”
	“Natalie Portman is hot!”
	“Leave it to you to pick that up, Seiya.”
	“Thank you.”
	“Hey, Taiki. I don’t get it. We had costumes, but we didn’t get any chicks.”
	“Yeah, what’s the deal?”
	“Well, boys, I guess it’s a girl thing. I guess chicks just don’t dig wookies or Sith 
lords.”
	“Huh. Go figure. But they dig stormtroopers?”
	“Yes, Yaten. Chicks dig stormtroopers.

	MAY THE FORCE BE WITH YOU! ^^