SMALL THINGS THAT CHANGE THE FATE OF THE GALAXY….#1

Summary: One thing happens which changes the Galaxy as we know it. Rated for severe drinking and character deaths.

Disclaimer: I do not own Star Wars or any Characters that appear in this story. I only borrowed them for a while. George Lucas Don't sue me.

A single laser wall was all that stood between Obi-wan Kenobi and his Master. A single lousy laser wall. Then, the Darth that his Master was battling stunned him just as Qui-gon stumbled back. The laser wall came down and Obi-wan raced to the side of the melting pit and watched as Qui-gon fell to the bottom with a sickening thud. The Darth and Obi-wan stood shoulder to shoulder. "So." Obi-wan said.

"You want a drink? My shout." the Darth told Obi-wan.

"Ok. I know this great bar at the Town Square. Well it is a little off the square, but it is great." Obi-wan answered.

So the two archenemies walked off talking about the weather, towards the fantastic bar that Obi-wan talked of.

The next morning saw the Jedi Council and various Jedi Knights and Padawans exit the transport. Mace Windu saw a Captain and went forward. "Excuse me Captain, but would you happen to know where Qui-gon Jinn and Obi-wan Kenobi are?"

The Captain nodded and grimaced. "Master Jinn is in the morgue and Obi-wan and the Darth are drinking." and with that the Captain went on with his business.

"A jedi and a darth drinking together?" murmured Maces old Padawan and fellow Councillor Depa Billaba, "This I have to see."

"Um Masters?" came a small voice at Mace's elbow. "I can take you to Obi-wan if you want." Anakin Skywalker told them and then skipped away, clearly expecting them to follow. So follow they did.

Anakin led them to a bar with a freshly painted sign called 'The Drunken Duo'. He gingerly stepped in and the Jedi equally as gingerly stepped in. They stopped in their tracks, for there sat two severely drunken men, drinking to anything and everything. Siri and Garen, who had just come in started giggling, which earned them glares of disapproval from the Council and shouts of welcome from the drunkards.

"Garn. Cum 'n' have a djrink wish ush. The ale is particularily good." Obi-wan called, using the Force to help him to not slur his words.

"Cum 'n' have a djrink wish ush. The ale is particularily good." Obi-wan called, using the Force to help him to not slur his words.

"Yesh." The Darth cried, also using the Force. "Come in sweetharties, sourhearties and thingjs, Yur all meharties,"

"To Pirates!" Obi-wan cried.

"To Pirates!" the Darth cried, and they took a long drink.

"To the death of the Jedi!" the Darth cried.

"To the death of the Jedi" Obi-wan cried, and they took a long drink.

"To the destruction of the Sith!" Obi-wan cried.

"To the destruction of the Sith!" the Darth cried, and they took a long drink.

Unfortunately, Chancellor Palpatine heard every word and in a very Sithlike manner, ignited a lightsaber screaming: "You stupid Apprentice. You will pay for your insolence!"

Fortunately, Obi-wan, realising that this angry man had a lightsaber as well decided to see what fun he could have, and the Sith Master skewered himself on the shining blade.

Mace, who had also run forward in a very sithlike manner, stopped short and shouted: The Sith Master is dead. Drinks are on me." The crowd of Jedi cheered; the loudest of all was Master Yoda. But they stopped cheering a moment later when the Darth shouted: "What do you mean you had the last of the Ale? We finished the Beer last night?" He showed incredible Force talent by making himself not slur.

Obi-wan stood up a little unsteadily and returned: "Well, Mauly Boy. I finished off the Ale because you finished off the Beer. And I want to salute you." So Obi-wan took out his lightsaber and activated it before cleaving Darth Mauls head in half with his lightsaber when he saluted him.

Obi-wan stared at his dead drinking partner and started sobbing gasping the word "Maul" over and over again. But Mace knew how to stop this. "The Sith are defeated. Drinks on the Queen. Everyone to the Palace." So with that, all the Jedi raced over to the Palace and declared it an annual holiday.

I know this story is a little weird, but I am on school holidays so my brain is not functioning. Review please and I don't care if you hate it, flame away. I'm having severe writers block for number two... any ideas please e-mail me on Farewell from Australia

Nelarun of Australia