Saving Smoochie

Chapter 1: Rabbit snatchers and high Jedi masters
Tokyocitylights: I used to own Star Wars but George Lucas made me an offer I couldn't refuse.

Star Demon: You never owned Star Wars.

Tokyocitylights: (u_u): Do you have to ruin everything?

Star Demon: To protect us legally, yes.

Tokyocitylights: Anyway, this is just one of those "I got board during (insert number here) period" stories full of rabbit snatchers, weird noises, high Jedi masters, a singing frog, creepy flying fuzz balls known as Teenks, and anything other insane thing I can think of.

Star Demon: Oh boy, be prepared for random, pointless insanity people.

Tokyocitylights: No, this story actually has a plot, sort of.

Star Demon: How can you sort of have a plot?

Tokyocitylights: Just shut up and let the people read the story and decide for themselves if this thing has a plot or not.
Anakin is sleeping blissfully in his bed at around. . .*glances at the clock* 3:17 in the morning.

Anakin: *mumbling in his sleep* Do that a little lower Padmè.

Then, a strange duck-like noise is heard from somewhere in the kitchen.

Anakin: *waking half way up* Use the maple syrup *wakes the rest of the way up* What the hell was that?

The duck noise is heard again, this time a little louder.

Anakin: There it is again *jumps out of bed, revealing his pink, bunny Pajamas* Come on Smoochie *grabs a white, stuffed rabbit with the word "Smoochie" sewn onto its chest with pink thread* let's go investigate. *The Mission Impossible theme starts playing*

Anakin: Where is that music coming from? *walks over to his closet and opens it, revealing a Jawa holding a boom box*

Anakin: Get out of here, you piece of poodoo.

Jawa: *babbles in Jawaese*

Anakin: No, YOUR mom does that.

Jawa: *flips Anakin off*

Anakin: *pulls a fire hose out of nowhere* If you don't get out by the time I count to three, I'll use this. One. . . two. . .

Jawa: *babbles and snatches Smoochie out of Anakin's hands*

Anakin: *drops the hose* NO! not Smoochie!

Jawa: Ha ha haha ha! *runs to the window and jumps out of it*

Anakin: *runs to the window and sticks his head out it* I'll get you back Smoochie, I promise you! *gets smacked in the face by a tomato*

Random Old Guy: Shut up, you freak!

Anakin: Stick it up your ass and rotate! *pulls his head back in the window* Dumb, stupid, old guy.

The duck noise sounds again.

Anakin: Oh right, the duck noise! *walks slowly out of his room and down the corridor to the kitchen*

Anakin: *sniffs* What's that smell?

He walks into the kitchen and sees Obi-wan sitting on the kitchen counter in lime green boxers, wearing a crown made of pipe cleaners and toilet paper, blowing a duck call out the window.

Anakin: Master, what are you doing?

Obi-wan: *as high as a kite* Trying to find my pet duck Chan-chan. He ran away. I don't know where he is.

Anakin: You were smoking weed again weren't you?

Obi-wan: *throwing the duck call over his shoulder* What makes you say that?

Anakin: *sighs* Because whenever you smoke weed, you always look for a lost pet. Last time it was a pet Gerbil named Valerie, the time before that it was a pet rabbit named- rabbit? SMOOCHIE! I MUST SAVE YOU! But first, I got to change. *runs to a telephone booth and jumps in it*

Anakin: *jumping out two seconds later in a purple velvet thong* Whoops *blushes and jumps back in the booth*

Anakin: *jumping out AGAIN, this time in his Padawan robes* That's better. Now, I must go save Smoochie! *jumps out the kitchen window*

Obi-wan: I 'm hungry *pulls Cool Ranch Doritos from under the kitchen sink*

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Anakin is walking down some random street on Coursant at 4:30 in the morning.

Anakin: Coursant sure is creepy at night. I wish I had my Smoochie.

Count Dooku walks up to Anakin out of a dark alley, wearing a pair of sunglasses.

Dooku: Hey kid, can you dome a favor?

Anakin: *looks at him suspiciously* Don't I know you from somewhere?

Dooku: No! you never saw me before!

Anakin: In that case, I'll be glad to do you a favor.

Dooku: Can you get me these items? *hands Anakin a piece of paper* and bring them back here?

Anakin: *reading the paper* A pound of nuts, Tootsie rolls, a mink fur coat, garbage bags, and a bicycle seat. What are you going to do with these things?

Dooku: *under his breath* I'm going to make an elaborate sex toy for Palpatine.

Anakin: What?

Dooku: Nothing, just go get them. *disappears into the shadows*

Anakin: Saving Smoochie is going to take longer then I expected.

Tokyocitylights: I hope you liked the first chapter. Now leave a review!

Star Demon: You probably scared them off.

Tokyocitylights: Nah, they've probably seen crazier things then this.