The Prime Minister then Grabbed the assassin's neck and shook him until he stood up straight. The PM pulled a pair of hand cuffs from his jacket and fastened the assassin's hands behind his back. The smoldering (not literally) wreckage behind him, the PM forcefully pushed the assassin out of the building.

"Dont try anything funny!"

Yelled the Prime-Minister as the assassin struggled. Finnally, the assassin gave in and let the Prime minister take him to... wherever he was taking him. But where was he taking him? If the assassin had known, he would have surely struggled a bit more, because he was not being taken to any ordinary prison. He was being taken to a place that was infamous, notorious, treacherous, and all most certainly deadly... this place was... Arnold's Pizza Shop!.

Needless to say, the play was long deserted, and a crowd was gathering around the Prime-Minister as he pushed the prisoner toward his destination. Suddenly, someone struck up a chant, "Feed him! Feed him! Feed him! Feed him!" they shouted.

Finnally, they reached the shop. The assassin, bewildered, read the motto/slogan below the sign for the shop. It read, "Serving the most painful pizzas since before anyone can remember". Then, he realized where he was being taken. He began to shake violently, trying to get free of the hand cuffs that bound him to his fate.

The prime minister slammed the assassin into the door, in order to open it. It didnt open... He slammed him against the door again, and he slammed him again. He was approaching the defenition of insanity: doing the same thing more than once and expecting different results. Then a sign above the door cought his eye. it read "Pull".

drat! thought the prime minister as he opened the door and shoved the assassin inside. The ever-growing croud flooded in behind him and his prisoner. A uncannily large smile covered the man behind the counter's face. Recognising this prospective customer that had just entered his restauraunt. His said these words:

"Welcome to Arnold's Pizza shop. We have one size, EXTRA EXTRA LARGE. Like my moushos" (< not spelled correctly)

The man paused, his beefy form was now visable to the assassin, could this be his torchurer? He contracted with fear. The man continued.

"We have two toppings, pepperoni and stolen imperiel interrogation droids. The droids are on the side, and on the house." He then paused again and smiled at the prime minister. "Your order, please."

The prime minister answered for the cowering assassin, "Oh, he just wants the usual".

"Well then!" Answered the man, his smile bigger than ever, if possible. He then clapped his hands and two other men, bolth almost as big as him, grabbed the assassin from the prime minister and stared at Arnold, apparently waiting for directions.

The man, whose name was arnold, Now adressed the assassin. "I would like to introduce you to my assassociates, This is Hanz and this is Franz. And they are here to plump you up"

With that the men evortlessly tossed the assassin into a cell in the bacj of the room. The went into the the kitchen and soonn came out with two EXTRA EXTRA LARGE pizzas, one each. The enterred the assassin's cell.

The assassin was now more afraid then ever, he was in the corner, trying to hide. The men walked up to him and oppened the pizza boxes. The each grabbed a slice and began stuffing it down his throat. The man soon started having spasms of pain and clenching his stomach. But he was far from done.

Content with the assassin's fate, the prime minister pushed his way through the crowd and back to wherever he came from. He had forgotten about those crazy explorers. Funny how an assasssination attempt can bring out so much evil in someone.

(note to the reader: no assassins were harmed in the making of this post, please do not worry)

The explorers allowed the Furen to go unharmed. Without him, the assassin surely would have gotten away with his evil deed long before the explorers would have been able to stop him. He was baffled at this point, but kept up appearences by trying to pronounce big words and smirking, while pointing at his captured "military secrets" in script form.

Shortly after being saved, the Prime minister agreed to sign a deal to join the Coalition. It was agreed upon while eating slices of pizza - No, not that pizza, the pizza sold outside the play - as they watched the cast and crew take their bows and clean the stage of rubble. It was agreed that if the scientists stayed five-thousand feet away from all future performances of "West Stardestroyer Story" then Cerea would affiliate itself as a part of the Coalition. This was agreed as fair and good, if only the scientists could watch the movie version.

The rebellion was quashed before it begun, TARGET awarded their substitute scientists the "Best Assassination-Attempt Foiling" of the year award, and the actor who played Demoes went on to win an Academy award.

And so, we finish another great chapter in Galactic History, I'm Leonard Nemoy, good night.

The End.