Anakin was home at last. Ever since he'd appeared on Endor to his son, Luke, he knew that Obi-Wan was super mad at him. That warm smile? All fake. And Anakin knew he was about to get it when he faded away into the afterlife.

As soon as Anakin, Obi-Wan, and Yoda were no longer visible to Luke and Leia, and as soon as Yoda left them, Obi-Wan's smile faded. "Glad you're back, ANAKIN," Obi-Wan blurted out sarcastically. "It's nice to see that you fulfilled the prophecy."

Anakin grinned. "Moihoihoi! As much as I regret everything I've done, I think we should talk about a particular day." His expression changed. "A day that I call MUSTAFAR."

"By the way, Mustafar is a planet, not a day," Obi-Wan corrected. "You were on the dark side, not me. Should I mention that you, um, KILLED me?"

By this time Anakin was not even listening. Staring up at the sky, Anakin squeezed his eyes shut and screamed, "PADMÉ!" A bunch of random spirits around Obi-Wan and Anakin stared wonderingly. And then they started whispering.

"Wait, that's the guy who killed his own wife!"

"That's the guy who's under the suit thingy. He's uglier than I thought!"

"Who's he shouting about? Padamamé? Panda bear? Whaaaaat?"

Their whispers stopped when a really pretty lady walked through the crowds. She wore a blue dress and had a japor snippet around her neck. She also had WAY too much hair. The curls trailed down her back and floated in a halo around her head.

Anakin was still screaming when the lady tapped him on the shoulder. Anakin kept screaming.

"PPPPPPPAAAAAAAAADDDDDDDDMMMMMM- what?" Anakin turned around and stared at the lady. They locked eyes for a moment.

"Ani…" Padmé grabbed her husband's shoulder. "You're home at last."

Anakin blinked. "Padmé," he said, "Words cannot express how sorry I am. I believed I was doing things for the greater good, but now… I really regret everything."

Padmé's chocolate eyes were glossy at this point. "Ani, I never betrayed you. But I'm so glad you came back to the light side. Every time I saw you take off your mask-"

Obi-Wan decided to interfere at this point. "Under his mask! Like he was bald, and looked old, and like he had billions of scars. And his eyebrows were GONE! I mean like seriously." Padmé looked surprised, but she started to laugh along with Obi-Wan.

Anakin's eyebrows were back in the afterlife, though, so you could tell he was frowning. "Ahem," he cleared his throat. "Ahem. Obi-Wan is the reason for all that. Also I wasn't old. Obi-Wan lived to be 57! But I died at 46! So, old man, you ain't gonna call me old! Plus I'm 23 right now in the afterlife and you are still 57!"

Obi-Wan stared at him, drool pouring out of his mouth. He slurped it back in and paused for a moment. He wiped his beard on his sleeve. "End of rant? Okay. But, before you were screaming about Padamamé here I said you killed me. So say sorry!"

"Sorry." Anakin smiled sickly and put an arm around Obi-Wan.

Obi-Wan smiled. "YAHOO!" He shouted. "Anakin apologized! And since I'm a forgiving man, I will tell him that it's OKAY when it ISN'T!"

Anakin nodded enthusiastically, and that was when he noticed his arm. "Wait a minute… this arm is still mechanical!"

Obi-Wan and Padmé exchanged a glance. Padmé gulped. "Uh. Anakin, you are stupider than I've ever seen before! Don't you realize it was that way when you were 23?"

But Anakin had not finished his rant. "Cool! Now I can play with you again!" Anakin took his arm and held it close. "Oh, little Mechno-Armie, I've missed you so much." He took off the glove and kissed the metal.

Padmé yelled, "YOU CHEATED ON ME?!"

"No, my love," Anakin comforted her. "Don't you remember I loved you more than I loved my Mechno-Arm? Also you knew that I loved him and you were okay with it when you were alive! Also, I thought that it was clear how much I love you."

"Wow Anakin," Obi-Wan murmured, "I didn't realize that you and your arm had gotten so CLOSE to each other! Awwwwww."

Anakin glared at Obi-Wan.

Obi-Wan glared at Anakin.

Obi-Wan pointed out, "I know what you're trying to do. But since you chose the light side of the Force in the end, you can't exactly make your eyes yellow again."

"Darn!" Anakin yelled, grabbing his lightsaber and turning it on. "Darn!" he said again, noticing that it was blue and not red. "Well, it's the Jedi way though."

Padmé said, "You're lucky to have a lightsaber, you know. Only force ghosts can have them. Not real ghosts. We just have blasters."

"Hey," Anakin said, noticing their surroundings. "We're on that terrace place on Naboo, overlooking Lake Varykino!"

Obi-Wan snorted. "It's also the place where you told Padmé you didn't like sand."

Anakin looked at Padmé and then at Obi-Wan. He was horrified and humiliated, and tears ran down his face already. "How…" he sobbed. "How did you know this?"

Padmé put an arm around Anakin's waist. "It's okay, love," she soothed. "It's a beautiful sentence you said all those years ago. It's one of the reasons why I kissed you!"

Obi-Wan looked at Padmé like she was crazy. "That is honestly one of the worst love lines I have ever heard."

Anakin smirked at Obi-Wan. "The most priceless time for you, my friend, is when Duchess Satine Kryze stroked the beard and told you 'I'm not so sure about the beard'." He pointed at "the beard" which was now white, and laughed uncontrollably.

Obi-Wan sighed. "But you're still the one who said the sand thing. I didn't say the beard thing. Plus, what's wrong with it?"

Anakin and Padmé were kissing when he said this. But as soon as they heard him ask them about the beard, they collapsed to the ground in laughter. "Everything!"