Match 21135 Dash Rendar vs. The Wampa

[Boratz]

Not too long ago,
In your very own household...
 
The frosty winter air gently blew against the window to your bedroom. Snuggled up in your favorite blanket, you are fast asleep in preparation for the day ahead. The night before Christmas had come and gone. It was Christmas morning at last. You and your brother had been looking forward to this day for many months now. You stayed up in all hours of the night in hopes that you would catch a glimpse of the Jolly Saint Nick, but alas, you missed him once again this year. Drifting off in your bed; your eyes grew heavier with each passing moment, and you fell asleep before the clock struck midnight. Now you would have to wait a whole other year before you could see the big man himself. It probably was not your fault for how tired you were on that night before Christmas. From a candlelight service at your church to seeing homes decorated with glistening lights, it was a long night for sure. 
 
Your eyes were still closed tight on that Yuletide morning. More time would have probably passed with you fast asleep if it was not for the excited shouts that were coming from of your little brother. Your eyes open fast to see him jumping out of his bed. He runs around the room that is filled with yours and his toys. Your eyes slowly adjust to the early morning light. A moment or two passed before you remember that it is Christmas day. Throwing your blanket off, you jump out of bed and hop over your toys. Despite missing out on your chance to see Old Saint Nick, your run to the living room to see what he had brought on that Christmas Eve night. Your brother is already there trying to see what all gifts were waiting under that tree. As your eyes move across the room, you see that the stockings over the fireplace were full of all sorts of treats. 
 
You soon catch sight of the plate that was left for the jolly man himself. Only crumbs remained where the delicious cookies once sat, and the glass of milk was completely empty. Even the carrots that were left for the reindeer had a nibble or two, and it appeared that there were boot marks on the floor that led straight to the fireplace. You walk closer to the tree to see gifts both big and small. As your excitement grows, you see your brother jumping up and down. While you see your name on a couple of the tags, you start to lean down to reach for one of the neatly wrapped gifts. Your excitement grew with each passing moment. Before your childlike hand can touch one of those gifts that sat under the tree, you hear your mom and dad stumbling out of their room. You stop to look back as they slowly walk in. The excitement slowly dims after hearing them speak.
 
"No opening gifts until we have our breakfast!" Your mom says while heading toward the kitchen.
 
"Oh man!" Your brother moans.
 
"Hey, Santa can always come take these back if you don't behave!" Your dad interjects.
 
Both you and your Iittle brother slowly make your way to the kitchen. It was as if you were dealt a defeating hand as you leave behind the colorful gifts that were brought to you that night before. Your dad puts on a pot of that Folgers original coffee while your mom gets a breakfast casserole cooked. Glasses of orange juice are poured for you and your brother while you all sit around the table and wait for that dish that you have had every Christmas morning for as long as you can remember. As everyone waits for that casserole to cook, your dad heads back into that same living room. He prepares a warm and cozy fire that heats up the entirety of the house. Your eyes continue to look back at the living room to see if your gifts are still there. Soon your mom and dad join you two at the table to sit around while everyone waits for the breakfast to cook. The timer goes off and the casserole is ready to be served. You notice your brother at the edge of his seat as your mom scoops up some of that casserole on a spoon and drops it onto his plate. Your dad makes a joke or two before taking a sip of that hot cup of coffee. 
 
Everyone starts eating away at the breakfast that smelled. It was a breakfast far different than what you got on any other day of the week. This breakfast was not of sugary cereal and a cold glass of milk, it was prepared by your parents in advance. While both you and your brother enjoy the taste of that warm breakfast, you both have lingering eyes that keep moving toward the living room. Your dad sits back with his newspaper in hand. Even though he acts as if he is reading the sport's page, he keeps a watchful eye over his two mischievous boys. A grin is on his face as he reflects on those Christmas mornings he had when he was your age. All the while, your mom is enjoying the breakfast that she made. She sees the excitement that both of you have, and her heart is warmed by the excitement that you both share. 
 
As you and your brother finish off the remaining crumbs of that delicious breakfast dish, you both start to get ready to head toward the living room. Before you both can leave the kitchen, you hear your mom call out to wait just a moment so that she can get her camera ready. You and your brother try not to moan in fear that Santa may come back to take back any of these glorious gifts. Once she walks back into that warm living room, the excitement completely takes over as you reach for a gift. You are suddenly stopped from opening that first gift you see as you are appointed the position of handing out the gifts on that Christmas Day. It was a position that you did not necessarily want, but it was one that came with a ton of responsibility. 
 
The old family radio comes to life as your dad tries to find a station that played all those famous Christmas carols. You start off with handing out the stockings that were filled. Your little brother digs through his and finds all sorts of goodies. Inside his stocking were candy canes, chocolates, and trinkets too. As for your dad, he had a razor and a toothbrush. Your mom on the other hand had a couple small items but nothing that was fun. They were nothing fancy or exciting, but they were enough to fill her stocking. If you did not know any better, it was as if Santa brought all the good stuff for only your brother and you. 
 
You soon get to the gifts and stand back to watch as your brother rips through that neatly covered wrapping paper. Within his first present he finds his favorite dinosaur. He jumps to his feet while holding a tyrannosaurus rex over his head. While his excitement only grows, your parents are both filled with joy that you do not quite understand at this point in your life. You look back at your brother, who is already playing with brand new his t-rex. 
 
Your dad clears away the shreds of that wrapping paper as if he were a vulture that just found a new pile animal remains. You hand out the next gift to your dear old dad. He opens the gift and finds a new package of boring white socks. You begin to wonder what your parents even ask Santa for on this special day. After your mom opens a present but are far too distracted by what awaits. You soon are faced with your first present of Christmas morning. Your heart is pounding ever so fast as your eyes are set on one sitting at the front. 
 
You sit down in front of the tree while your family watches you tear through that colorful wrapping paper. Overcome with joy, you cannot believe what you see. It is an action figure of Dash Rendar from that video game that you have enjoyed playing since your last birthday party. You are excited as Santa came through on this Christmas Day. While you start to open that toy, you hear your mom say that there are several other gifts under the tree that still need to be opened.
 
 
One by one, the gifts are given out to your family. Your little brother gets all kinds of dinosaurs and trucks. He also has an assortment of clothes and books. Your mom and dad get a couple different things, but none of them look particularly fun. As for you, well, you get some things big and small. Along with Dash Rendar, you also received his trusted ship known as the Outrider. Just like your brother, you also get a couple books and some boring old clothes. As you and your brother ripped through wrapping paper to see your gifts, your mom was taking photos on her small polaroid camera. All the while your dad continued his duties of plucking the shards of wrapping paper off the living room floor. At that moment you did not know, but you were making memories that would go with you wherever you go. Your youthful mind would cherish these moments as the laughter and joy was shared by you and your family.
 
You look back at the stash of toys that are waiting to be opened. Sitting alongside your Dash and his Outrider; there is an Autobot known as Ironhide that is looking to join your prized Optimus Prime. A box containing the figure of Destro sits on top of a coffee table as he is seeking to help your battered Cobra Commander in his efforts of world domination. Your young mind starts forming what adventures will be had once you finally free those small plastic figures from their boxes.  It came at last for that final present that was sitting behind the tree. Your mom makes a comment that this gift was from your dear old grandparents. The present itself is lined with a nice bright ribbon while your hand begins to tremble over the last Christmas present. Your mom stands over you to take a couple photos of your opening that final Christmas gift.
 
As you start to take off the ribbon, you watch your dad get ready to scoop up the remains of that wrapping paper. The paper starts to rip, and your eyes open wide. You see yet another Star Wars figure from your favorite Star Wars movie. Your dear old grandparents were able to get you that big monstrous Wampa that you have always wanted. You smile from ear to ear as you hold up your toy Wampa. This Christmas was fun indeed, and now it was time to start playing with your gifts.
 
Before you could play with your new action figures, your dad reminds you of the games that you all play. You all sit around and play a game or two as a family. There are a couple laughs that are shared, your mind is still on the adventures that you will have with all your new toys. Once the games end, your brother goes down for a nap. Your dad is also taking a snooze on his comfy old recliner while A Christmas Story is playing on that family television. As everything starts to slow down, you have only just begun the adventures that you have been dreaming up in your mind.
 
You race to your room to pick up that Fischer Price castle and start to make your way to that backyard door. As you are heading that way, you scoop up your new toys for an adventure in the snow. Before you can reach that patio door, your mom stops you dead in your tracks. 
 
"What do you think you are doing?! You must be out of your ever-lovin’ mind!" She shouts in her furious mother tone. "Go get your coat, your scarf, and your beanie! And don't even think about coming back inside before wiping off the snow from your pants! If you track in any snow, oh so help me, I will…"
 
You want to say, "Ohhhh, mom!", but you do not want to risk waking up your snoozing dad. As fast as you can, your slip into all your warm winter clothes. Finally, you make it outside in that slushy white snow. In your mind, you are no longer in your own backyard but on the planet Hoth. You bring along your newest toys along with some of your old favorite ones. While the stickers have not been placed on your new Outrider, you decide that the adventure must happen before time passes away. 
 
Luke and Dash travel in the Outrider over the frozen tundra of Hoth. Within that Fischer Price castle, Darth Vader is meeting with Destro and Megatron about taking over the galaxy. Optimus Prime, Han Solo, Chewbacca, and your new Autobot known as Ironhide have traveled to their castle to face off against the evil threats. Optimus and the group soon find themselves surrounded by the evil forces under Vader’s command. After Han Solo calls for backup in the form of Luke and Dash, they wait patiently while the Outrider takes a spin around the frozen landscape that is your own backyard.
 
You make noises with your mouth to reflect the ship’s engine come out of hyperspace. You almost whistle while blaster sounds come out of your lips. The Outrider flies over obstacles in the form of you and your brother’s outdoor playset. With the castle in sight, a new challenge erupts after your imagination goes wild. Dash’s prized ship faces damage in the form of an attack by none other than Darth Vader himself. The ship crash lands in the snow-covered world. After Luke and Dash emerge to travel toward the castle of Darth Vader, Megatron and Destro; the duo hears a terrible sound.
 
You make a growling sound as the big and carnivorous wampa emerges out of a snow-covered cave that is your dog’s food bowl. Before Luke can confront the hairy beast, Dash steps in between him and the wampa. With your best impressions of the characters, you begin to dive deeper into the story that you are creating.
 
In your impression of Luke Skywalker, “What are you doing, Dash?”
 
As Dash, your voice deepens as you turn him to face the Jedi Knight, “Go be a hero, kid. Save your pals. I can take on this wampa all by myself.”
 
There you have it on this cold Christmas morning. In a snow-covered yard, your imagination has run wild. With new toys and stories, there are thrills to be had. Within your hands, you create a battle between Dash Rendar of your favorite game taking on the wampa of your all-time favorite movie. The story could go either way as your imagination never stops moving.
 
From Saturday morning fun to this cold Christmas morning, what will be the outcome of this story that you have created?

[Callisto]

Learn More About
Dash Rendar
Read more about Dash Rendar at Wikipedia
Official Site: LucasFilm Links: Wikipedia

The Wampa
Read more about The Wampa at Wikipedia
Official Site: Lucasfilm LTD Links: Wampa Wikipedia page Wampa StarWars.com page StarWars.com

[Boratz]

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