Fangirl on the loose!

What happens when Obi-wan and Anakin find a fangirl in their living room? Note: This was not meant to offend any Obi or Anakin fangirls. Any resemblance of this fangirl to any real fangirl, living or dead, is pure coincidence.

Note two: This is set just after Attack of the Clones.

Oh yes, one more thing. I don't own Star Wars.

Now let's begin.

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"Master," Anakin began slowly, "I don't want to alarm you, but there's something in the living room." Obi-wan gasped slightly, "What did it look like?"
"It was horrible, Master, I can't begin to describe it! It just stared at me, just..." Anakin searched for the right word, "...Grinning." he finished.
"Anakin, we must take great care with this beast. Most likely it'll be gone by morning. Best thing to do is to just sit and wait for it to leave.

---five minutes later---

Obi-wan glanced at the clock.
"Noooo!!!!"
"What is it, Master?" Anakin jumped up from his chair, "Have you sensed something? Is someone trying to assassinate Senator Amidala again? Are the Ewoks planning a hostile takeover? Is your hair out of place?"
"NO! I'M MISSING MY FAVORITE SOAP OPERA ON THE HOLOVISION! AGAIN!" Obi-wan, too, jumped up, "Whatever it is in the living room, It is gonna pay!"

"You open it."
"No, you open it."
"No, you."
"You."
"You!"
"You!"
"You!"
They were out by the living room door, talking in hushed voices, for fear that whatever was in the living room might hear.
"Look, this is pointless." Obi-wan pointed out.
Well, duh. I mean, why else would it be coming out of my computer. I am the author, you know!
"What the heck was that!" Anakin was becoming decidedly frightened, now.
Nothing. Just-- just go back to your pointless arguing.
And so, Anakin and Obi-wan went back to their pointless arguing.
There, fixed it. Whew.

"Look, this is pointless," Obi-wan pointed out, "Whatever is in there might hear, and anyway, we're not going to do anything by standing here arguing. Let's both open the door on the count of three, OK?"
"OK." replied Anakin, unsure.
"Good. One, Two--"
And then the door was flung open by whatever was inside.

It stood there, grinning insanely. Anakin had said it was terrible, but it was a squillion times more terrible than he had described it. It was worse than a Hutt. It was worse than a Bantha.
It was a Fangirl.

The Fangirl's eyes grew wider and began to glitter, and her insane grin grew happier and even more insane, as Fangirl set eyes on our two cute little Jedi.
"Don't move," Obi-wan whispered to Anakin, "You'll only attract it's attention. Best just to keep still, and when I say so, back away slowly."
They didn't move for several more minutes, nor did Fangirl.
"OK," said Obi, "On the count of three, back away slowly. One, two-- ACK!"
Fangirl had glomped Obi-wan.

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So what do you think? Review, or I might not post any more. This is my first Star Wars fic, tho, so be fair! Suggestions for storylines, happenings, or just plain anything are welcome--full credit will be given if I use them.

Until next time.