After finishing the last toilet in the last stall of the last bathroom, Xi-Nok went back to Police Headquarters. There, he found the superior officer who had given him the disgusting task (the one he had accidentally mistaken for a Sith Lord) and told him he was all finished.
\"Did you get the one\'s in C-15?\" the officer asked. C-15. Xi-Nok had avoided that area for a reason. People said the place was haunted.
\"No sir,\" Xi-Nok said, his voice quivering.
\"Then get to it.\" Xi-Nok knew there was no point in arguing. He would have to clean the toilets, or he would get his shiny badge taken away. Xi-Nok polished his badge twice a day.
Xi-Nok made his way to the C-15 toilets. He entered that first stall and began to scrub at the toilet\\\'s grimy interior. Then he heard a loud clang from the next stall over. \'Oh no! It\'s the ghost,\" thought Xi-Nok. Though Xi-Nok was usually faint at heart and cowardly, a sunnden braveness came over him. He exited the stall he was cleaning and walked to the stall in the very back. He put his ear to the door and listened. A faint humming came from inside the stall. He silently edged away from the door and grabbed his blaster pistol.
He kicked the door open with a loud battle cry and pointed the gun at the toilet. On it sat a cross-dressing droid with it\'s cord hanging out who was reading an upside down Universal Gazette. The droid squealed in a high pitch girly-man voice and tried to use the newspaper to cover itself. Xi-Nok fainted.
I will live forever or die trying!