C3PO's day was not going well since R2 had bumped him off that ledge. As he cursed the impetuous nature of his little friend, he did wonder how and why they seemed to spend so much time together.
The two droids scanned for their owners with all their sensors. But the humans were beyond the reach of them. Alas as they went, they weren't paying enough attention to their surroundings.
While R2 was too short to trigger the sensor beams, C3PO walked past a door and a production line started up. Before the protocol droid could finish saying 'Oh Dear', it was enveloped in two large grappling arms and put on a production line.
R2 looked for a control panel, whistling warnings to his golden friend, but he couldn't spot a single access port. However, it was apparent to the him, that this was a rather specialist production line. The quality of the finished product was incredibly high, an android that looked fully human.
Well, fully human as imagined by a very hormonal teenage boy. All the droids were 'abundantly female'.
C3PO was tapped on the back of his head, and an access panel popped open. Inside his personality chip was exposed, his entire being stored on a slice of silicon crystal.
As it was plucked out with mechanical precision, C3PO's eyes went dull and finally extinguished. It took a minute for a new body to be found for the silicon slice.
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