This is just a faint memory of a Star Wars related dream I had once...Guys, I'm sorry. I truly am. This will be horrifying. (Also, I tried to make this a little realistic...I hate myself.)

Anakin and I faced each other in the black-walled training room with neon green and pink squares on the walls. (I'm pretty sure Anakin was the one who chose pink.) I whipped out my green saber, and he whipped out his blue one. I could almost hear him complaining like the whiny brat he is after the fight - Oh, come on, you know how well pink and blue go together! - when I asked him about his color choice.

Stupid guys. Always having to impress the girl.

But this training session had a surprise for us. Five hundred battle droids poured out of the giant square holes in the wall (seriously? Why couldn't they use a nice circle for once? Or maybe a pentagram?), surprising us. And just when I was about to kick Skyidiot's sorry butt.

Anakin and I easily defeated the droids, Anakin's only good mode being battle mode. Then I did the one thing that was sure to annoy him.

"Not bad for a guy raised by wolves," I taunted, standing atop the heap of metal.

He didn't disappoint. "DOGS! I was raised by DOGS!"

Gray Jedi 4000: Okay...well, that actually wasn't as terrifying as I thought it would be. But - wait a second... *offscreen calling* ANAKIN, COME DOWN HERE AND DO THE REVIEW-Y THINGY!

Anakin: Fine. *turns to face audience* You know the drill, re-WHAT IS THIS PIECE OF TRASH?! YOU -

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