This is an experiment in Star Wars spoofing. Random things ahead!

At last, Anakin had Dooku where he wanted him. Helpless, open for a final strike of death…

Palpatine cheered him on. "Kill him, Anakin," he called.

Dooku's head nearly twisted completely around as he stared at his master. He stammered, "What? But we had a deal! You promised me!" His voice got higher and higher with each word.

Palpatine snapped, "It's just good business. Don't lose your head over it."

In a small, meek voice, Anakin exclaimed, "I think he already did…" He looked down at Dooku's body. "Oops, I probably shouldn't have done that."

Palpatine grinned like a Munn in a pile of gold. "You did well, my boy. He was too dangerous to be left alive." He tugged significantly at the manacles around his wrists, waiting for the boy to free him.

Anakin remained oblivious as he wallowed in his angst. "Yes, but it's not the Jedi way. He was an unarmed prisoner…"

Palpatine stared at Anakin for a long moment, manacles forgotten, and then burst into menacing laughter, nearly rolling in his chair. "Unarmed prisoner! Whoo-hoo, that's a good one, my young apprentice!"

Anakin did a double-take at the Chancellor. "Your what?"

Palpatine quickly pulled out his most innocent look. "I mean-son-no, wait! I'm confused… Friend! My young Jedi friend." He decided to change the subject, and fast. "Hey look, speaking of friends, it's our little green one!"

Yoda came hobbling around the corner on his small cane and looked up when he felt the questioning stares of the other two. "Careful, you should be, young Skywalker," he lectured. "A path to the dark side, bad puns are."

Anakin's mouth fell open. "Master Yoda? How'd you… Why are you here?"

Yoda grinned sheepishly and waved one paw in the air. "Lost my script copy, I have, and myself as well. How embarrassing!"

Anakin glanced at Palpatine, and they cleared their throats at the same time. Awkward. "Er, you might want to try about 3 million stories down on Coruscant," Anakin finally offered.

Yoda brightened to a more cheerful shade of green. "A good idea you have. Hide I will, aboard this ship somewhere, and when land we do, leave I will." He waved again at the surrounding scene, completely missing Dooku's body and the unconscious Kenobi. "Continue," he wandered feebly around the corner from which he came, and the room fell silent.

Anakin glanced down at his watch. "Right then…Well, shall we get on with this rescue? I have an appointment with the hair stylist in…30 minutes."

Young people these days, Palpatine mused as the young Jedi finally freed him.