A/N: A day off school, my crazy, asthmatic sister, and to much Star Wars resulted in this random fic. Inspiration from bridge scene on Indomitable Hand in RoTS. Enjoy!

The adventures of General Goose

"Anakin Skywalker. I expected someone with your reputation to be a little(cough, wheeze)older."

"General Goose. You're somewhat different to what I expected."

Goose narrows eyes dangerously. "What did you expect?"

"Well, I certainly didn't expect a asthmatic teenage girl with massive boobs and a blue dressing gown."

"YOU. FORGOT. HORMONAL! Bitch!" she screamed, throwing something at Anakin.

"Errr..."said Anakin holding up the box of tampons that had just been launched at him.

"I suggest now might be a good time to retreat," advised Obi-Wan nervously. "Separatist females with PMS are really, really dangerous. Take my experiences with Asajj Ventress for example."

"What did you just say about me?" Ventress' voice ripped through three octaves as she stepped out from the shadows.

"Shit!" Obi-Wan swore, aware of his imminent death/torture/duel.

The two heroes glanced at each other and spoke in unison. "Forget the Chancellor." They turned tail and ran towards the escape pods, two angry, hormonal females hot on their heels.

LO L ; P