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// Chapter 2 our hero rises 
// Story: Equestria's new hope 
// by Shadow-Aura 
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*Badlands*
The pod crashed into the sandy dunes that made up the badlands infamous Dune sea. To anypony, this barren desert wasteland would be scorching. But the inhabitants of the pod didn't mind because they couldn't feel it. The two droids exited the pod and Artoo instantly rolled away heading towards some mountains. 

"Artoo where are you going?" 3PO called as the little droid rolled away. "I'm not going that way it's too rocky."  But Artoo didn't listen and continued his journey as C3PO walked the opposite way and towards the dessert.

*C3PO POV*

"Trust Artoo to run off for no reason and leave me to wonder alone in this sandy waste," 3PO said as he slowly trudged through the sand blindly. 

As he trudged he spotted a transport of some sorts heading towards him. 

"Hello over here," He said waving at it. 

*Artoo POV*

Artoo was rolling through a valley in the mountains that had a lot of caves. It was a perfect ambush spot. Artoo was scared as he silently rolled through the ravine. As was halfway through an electrical blast was shot at him from a cave stunning and shutting him down. It was a group of droid merchant known as Jawas to the locals. 

The Jawas are small ponies in robes that hide their faces and bodies. from anything that can see. The group picked up Artoo and carried them to their mode of transportation known as a Sandcrawler. The Sandcrawler was a big box like structure that is made of a brown alloy and moves on what seem like massive tank tracks. 

The Jawas carried him into a cargo bay that was filled with droids fitted with restraining bolts. Artoo had started to come back online and looked around he spotted a familiar golden protocol droid. It was C3PO. When the Jawas put him down and fitted his restraining bolt he rolled to his friend who seemed quite bored.

"Artoo is that you?" 3PO asked seeing the astromech "Artoo Detoo it is you."

Artoo beeped happily when his friend recognized him, but one of the Jawas separated them.   

The journey seemed like ages until they finally stopped and the doors opened as Jawas pulled them outside the light from the sun was blinding, but the droids could make out a small hut and what seemed to be a crater turned into a home. Two stallions walked out of the hut.

"Skywalker," A mare called from the crater as the younger of the two stallions ran over to it, "Skywalker make sure tell your uncle that if he gets a translator droid make sure it speaks Bachi."

"There doesn't seem like much choice aunt Whitesun," Skywalker called down "But I'll remind him." 

Skywalker walked over to his uncle as they chose droids to buy. He chose an red astromech and stopped at 3PO.

"I guess you're programmed for protocol." He said to him.

"Why yes it is my primary function." 3PO said.

"I have no use for a protocol droid what I really need is a droid that can understand the binary of moisture vaporators." 

"I can do that sir," 3PO said, "I've been programmed to understand binary just like your vaporators."

"Good good but can you speak Bachi."

"Why yes it's like a second language to me," 3Po replied.

"Ok I'll take him and the red one," Skywalker's uncle said, "Skywalker take these two to the garage and get 'em cleaned up." 

"But uncle Larz I was going Toshi station to pick up some power converters." 

"You can waste time with your friend when your friends when your chores are done." Larz replied.

"Fine come on," Skywalker said walking towards the hut followed by 3PO, "Come on red let's go." 

The red droid started to roll but blew its motivator. Skywalker had a look at it, but it was busted.

"Uncle Larz this Artoo unit has a bad motivator." Skywalker called.

"Ok, we'll take the blue one instead." Larz said as he paid the Jawas.

"Ok come on blue." Skywalker said as Artoo happily rolled with them into the hut.