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Written by Vanessa Rose aka lilyrose

This story is totally for fun and itís basically a story that I wrote when I was really bored so I know itís really crazy (and weird), so... I hope you enjoy it as much as I did writing it.

Inspired by a sentence that my sister wrote in it: "I feel like a slumpy slump of glump."

Present Day - 2020

"Mommy?" Carlson said as he was being tucked into bed that night.

"Yes honey?" The mother replied

"I was reading the McCain Ranch's Writer's Corners today."


"Will you make one up with the Royal Springs characters?" Carlson asked. The mother blinked rapidly.

"Uh, sure, honey." The little boy clapped his hands. "What would you like me to tell you about?"

"Make it have to do with Star Wars." The mother's brows furrowed.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes Mommy, I'm sure."

"All right sweetheart." The mother cleared her throat and began her story.

"Once a upon a time--"

"Mommy, Star Wars." Carlson reminded.

"Oh, yes, right. A long time ago in a Wild West Town...."

"A long time ago in a Wild West Town....

There was a man named Carter Carlyle, he was strong and brave but his friend, Marshall Dylan decided to have the high ground."

"Wow! That's awesome, Mommy!" Carlson interrupted. The mother sighed and shook her head.

"You better let me tell the story or I'll send you to bed, Carlson." She threatened.

"Tell me." Marshall Dylan said.

"I can't." Carter said slumping. Then very quietly, he said, "I feel like a slumpy slump of glump."


"Uh... Nothin'. Just nothin'." Dylan narrowed his eyes and looked at him closely.


"Fine! A long time ago--"

"In a galaxy far far away." Dylan finished. Carter glared at him.

"Meanie, I'm supposed to say that."

"Well, I have the high ground." Dylan said smirking at him. Carter looked at him like he was crazy.

"Thatís it. That's just NOT fair!" Carter said unslumping himself from the chair. He stood up, reached for his gun. Dylan already held his gun in his hand, he clicked the gun and a brilliant blue light appeared.

"Huh?" Carter said surprised. Dylan smiled.

"Yup, I'm a Marshall Knight!"

"Huhh?" Carter said again.

"I protect the peace of the Wild West!" Dylan said.

"I'm a Cowboy Jedi!!" Carter insisted. Dylan cocked his head to the side.

"What's a cowboy Jedi?" The Marshall Knight asked curiously.

"Uh... Um... I dunno. Just a cowboy with a saber I guess." Carter replied this time very confused.

"Prepare to..." Dylan stopped unsure what he was saying. "What was I going to say?" Carter shrugged.

"I dunno... Prepare to go to Doc's?" The young man suggested. Dylan looked at the beam on his gun.

"Do you think I should touch it?" The Marshall knight asked. Carter shook his head furiously. "No way!"

"Yeah, you're right." Then the light disappeared making a swishing sound. Carter and Dylan looked at each other.

"Get the doc! Someone get the doc!"

Present Day - 2020

"Good night, sweetie." The mother said gently giving her son a kiss on the forehead.

"Thank you Mommy for the story."

"Oh, youíre welcome." The mother got off the bed and turned off the light when his son said in the darkness of the room,

"Mommy? Why did the lightsaber appear in the gun?" No answer.


*I would like to say that this story had lots of Star Wars themed sayings and I just want to say this was not really what I had planned on writing.... but I do have some more Mark and Lucas stories coming. :) ~lilyrose~

This is a story based on the TV series The Rifleman
Here are some other great stories. Enjoy!

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