In what one would consider the modern day Earth, two high schools students who had known each other their entire lives sat on separate couches, their eyes glued to the television screen. They had been watching the Star Wars prequel trilogy in consecutive order and were presently in the early stages of Star Wars: Revenge of the SIth.

"It's like we're the only two people that like the prequels," Justin said.

"Yeah," Gary replied, "other than maybe the people in 'em."

"I can get the dislike, but people really, really don't like these."

"It's hatred."

Gary tapped his fingers.

"Wouldn't it be cool if we could jump in and make it better?" Justin asked him.

"Funny you say that," Gary said with a smirk.

A beam of white enveloped the two teenagers. It was a brief dimming of all things around them save for each other. Justin let loose several drops of sweat and turned to Gary, who stared off into the bright beam with a smirk.

"What's going on?" Justin shouted to Gary.

His best friend since preschool remained silent, the two arriving in a castle like location with various robbed humanoid beings walking a short feet away. Justin looked at Gary, who now had widened eyes and was staring intently at the characters among them. They were standing some twenty feet away from Anakin Skywalker and Bail Organa as the two concluded a conversation and Anakin ran over to a shadowed figure.

"Justin. Something wonderful has happened," Gary said.

"Oh shut it," Justin replied, following this with a brief smirk and then serious look. "How did you get us here?"

"I just pressed down on my hand."

Gary pulled his hand out and pressed against his thumb, the sound around them becoming mute and the actions of the characters speeding up.

"How do you go back?" Justin asked.

"Like this."

Gary pressed against his pinky and they were returned to the previous scenario, that of Anakin running to and hugging a shadowed character. The two gave viewing to the couple, Justin moving to sit on the ground and placing his hand over the side of his head.

"Can we really interact with them?" He asked.

"Yup," Gary said, grabbing his arm.

Justin stood up and the two walked over to Anakin and his not so secret to anyone who saw the film friend. Anakin and his not-wife looked at the two as though bracing themselves and Justin had an increase in his heartbeat, Gary being the only one of the four to not change in his demeanor in preparation of confrontation. When the two ceased walking, Justin and Gary were three inches away from Anakin and his not-wife.

"Can we help you?" Anakin asked.

"WE KNOW YOU TWO ARE MARRIED," Gary shouted.

The looks on Anakin, Padme, and Justin's faces were identical enough to be triplets, widened eyes with agape mouths that soon darted around to see who had heard the scream. Many of the senators turned to view the four, and Gary caught a brief glimpse of Anakin's grimace.

"WE KNOW YOU TWO ARE MARRIED TO YOUR INDEPENDENT CAREERS AS SENATOR AND JEDI."

The second shout served to visibly annoy those present, but not enough to warrant anyone walking over and ripping out whatever part of Gary allowed him to shriek so voluminous.

"Explainer-in-chief," Justin said as he side-eyed Gary, who smirked.

"I couldn't let them lose their jobs," Gary told him. "That's the story's job."

Padme placed her hands to her face and breathed a heavy sigh.

"I have so many questions," she said, giving Justin a brief glimpse before setting her sight on Gary. "How did you know about us?"

"I hail from a long lost tribe of Amidalas," Gary declared.

"Your friend is a funny man," Anakin said to Justin, turning his eyes to Gary. "The problem is he knows too much."

"I'm about as privy," Justin told him. "We're both very familiar with your backgrounds. You should totally hang out with us, and then the chances of us saying anything about your relationship lower to one percent."

Anakin stepped closer to Justin, placing his hand by his lightsaber.

"They could be zero if two lives were lost," He said.

"Yeah," Gary told him, "her in this one, and you in three more."

"Don't you dare threaten my wife."

Anakin moved Gary closer with the force.

"Can we use our powers here?" Justin asked, moving to hover in the air. "Guess that answers that question."

He moved back to the ground.

"What are you?" Padme asked.

"We're humans that have powers. There's not much to explain."

"How did you get them? What do you do with them? Are you going to use them against us?"

"I stand corrected."

Gary turned his eyes to Justin and Padme during their back and forth, even as he stood closely to a scowling Anakin.

"Has she told you she's knocked up yet?" Gary asked.

Padme placed her hand by her mouth. Anakin noticed her gesture, and her lack of denying the claim.

"What?" he asked her.

"Ani," Padme said.

"Something wonderful has happened. She's got a bun in the oven," Gary interrupted, looking at Padme. "Get on with it sister. People don't want to read eleven chapters of you trying to get your words out."

"When were you going to tell me?" Anakin asked.

"Right now. That's why I came here."

Anakin stared into her eyes and smirked, breathing heavily for a matter of seconds before looking to the ground and exhaling.

"So now that you've become Daddy Skywalker," Gary said, "maybe we should watch over your wife while you go on all your dangerous missions."

"Why would I trust someone that nearly ratted us out?" Anakin asked.

Justin placed his hands to his sides and walked over right after, Gary giving Anakin a smirk.

"Okay, we might have rushed to show you how much we know," Justin said, "but we really want Padme not to be in danger, ever. And we have the power to do that."

"Yeah," Gary cosigned, "but we will squeal if you say no. Most people will stop reading if you say no. The story can't go on until you say yes."

Anakin placed his lightsaber back in its holding and bawled his fists, staring at both Justin and Gary back-to-back.

"Ani," Padme called out her nickname for him, "I don't want to do this anymore than you do, but they know about it and I'll take their help if it means they won't tell."

Gary extended his hand to Anakin.

"I have this feeling that I'm making a deal with the devil," Anakin said.

"Only a devil of good, Darth," Gary replied.