Anakin sighed and mentally slapped his forehead. "Why did I agree to do this?" he groaned. Ahsoka, who was beside him, laughed, "Come on, master. It's not that hard."

Anakin glared at her. "Yeah? Well, you haven't read this one." In his hand was a piece of paper. Ahsoka hadn't read it. She could only see that it was written in a bad handwriting; really, really bad. It was too scribbled and was almost impossible to read.

Ahsoka smirked. "Uh... master? How can I read that?"

"Oh. You're right." Sheepishly, Anakin said, "It's from Zachary Foxx. He said, "I dare Anakin to come to meet Chancellor Palpatine and say that he's a sith and stuff and arrest him. And he can't tell Palpatine that it's a dare. It must be done like a real arrest."

Ahsoka gaped. "That's...serious. This guy's really crazy."

"And detailed," Lyn agreed, appearing suddenly behind Ahsoka. The Togruta didn't expect it and jumped.

"Don't scare me like that," she said, slightly angry. Lyn laughed, "Sorry. But seriously. This dare's crazy."

Dan walked into the room, a scowl on his face. "Tell me about it. I think the nutjob here is the one who suggested us to do dares in the first place." He glared at Ahsoka, knowing that she was the culprit.

Ahsoka smiled sheepishly. "I'll admit it's not the most ingenious idea I've ever had. But just wait awhile, it'll be fun."

Anakin rolled his eyes. "Fun? Fun, my ass. If you'll excuse me, I have an arrest to do."

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"What did you say?"

Chancellor Palpatine stood up from his chair, surprise written all over his face. It was supposed to be just another normal day at the office, filled with boring senate meetings. When Anakin visited, he thought that the boy came to ask for advice. Never in a billion years he thought that Anakin was going to arrest him.

Anakin stood in a stance, his lightsaber, not ignited, ready in his hand. He said, "I said, you're under arrest, Chancellor."

Palpatine glared at the supposedly Chosen One. "Under what grounds?" he demanded.

Anakin blinked a few times, trying to figure out a believable answer. Flustered, he finally replied, "Uh... We've found evidence that...uh...you're the Sith Lord, Darth Sidious!"

Palpatine made a low growl which surprised Anakin. Never in his life had he seen the Chancellor growling at someone. He had always thought of the Chancellor as a kind person. "I'd like to see you try, boy," Palpatine said, hissing out the last word as if it was venom to his tongue.

Anakin walked up to Palpatine, a cuff held out, ready to immobilize Palpatine. All of a sudden, the Chancellor whipped out a red lightsaber. RED.

Unprepared, Anakin yelped and tried to move away, only to trip over his feet and stumble to the floor. "What the heck?" he cursed. "This isn't supposed to happen!"

Palpatine stopped in his tracks. He frowned as he pondered on Anakin's words. If Anakin hadn't expected...whatever that was, to happen, then it must be untrue. Palpatine looked at his lightsaber. An idea struck him, and he smiled as he turned to Anakin. "You like this...lightsaber? I bought it at the Coruscant Underground. I think it would be great to pose as a Sith at the Senate Halloween Party. What do you think, Anakin? Do you think it looks authentic?"

Anakin panted, trying in vain to steady his rapidly-beating heart. It was surprising, to say the least, but Anakin managed to answer, "I'll say that it looks real enough. You got me back there, Chancellor."

"As you did me," Palpatine admitted. He deactivated his lightsaber and placed it on his table, frowning, "Whatever were you doing, Anakin? What was that nonsense?"

Anakin picked himself up, embarrassment clearly written over his features. He stammered, "Oh. Err... It's... Well, Halloween's tonight, right? I decided to prank some people. That was a prank."

Palpatine frowned. That was it? And he thought that his entire evil scheme was being foiled...badly. "Ah. That explains some things. Well, I'm sure both of us have real work to do. So I suggest you go along, Anakin."

"Good idea," Anakin replied with a nod. He ran to the door, pausing before exiting. "See you later, Chancellor." And then, he was gone.