Dwight was ready to go. His locker was clean, and he had all the origami he made in his backpack.
Then, when no one was looking, Dwight ran into the bathroom, went into a stall, closed the door, and locked it. Then, he reached into his pocket. He pulled out a familiar friend. He put the friend on his finger. Dwight smiled. “Here we go..” He smiled even bigger as he said the last word of his sentence, the one word the would change everything that happened.
The wise paper Jedi smiled. “Time to go, it is… Still needs me, Captain Micah does.”
Dwight frowned. “Yoda…how will you get back to him? We’re sort of in a parallel dimension, after all.”
Yoda smiled. “A Wishing Skittle, you still have. Stuck on the inside of your shirt, it is.”
“Oh.” Dwight picked up the skittle, and popped it into his mouth.
“I wish Origami Yoda could go help Micah,” he said.
Origami Yoda smiled. “The Force will be with you, too, Dwight…Always.”
Origami Yoda disappeared, and Dwight pulled out another wise and old alien-based finger puppet from his pocket.
Dwight smiled. Whatever came their way, and no matter what school they went to, McQuarrie’s former students would be the New Hopes of different schools. Whole new territories would be explored. This wasn’t the end. Not by a long shot. And only one word which escaped Dwight’s mouth could prepare the students for their biggest adventures yet.