Disclaimer: I do not own any part of Star Wars. (But I do have a replica lightsaber…)

Sorry it has taken so long, I've been busy with school and haven't had much time to work on this. It's pretty weird, but that's because most of it was written between one and two in the morning. Hopefully some of it is funny to someone; if no one likes it I will stop. I started it mainly as a bit of lighter work to relieve some of the tension from a much longer story I am working on.

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Anakin's starfighter tore through space, trying to catch up with the light, but the light was diminishing anyway. Anakin brought his hand down on his console in frustration. Suddenly, the light disappeared, revealing a blue and white planet. Anakin had never seen it before, and it wasn't on any map that he'd ever looked at.

"Artoo?" he addressed his astromech, "What planet is that?"

"Roooo," said Artoo after a few seconds of what Anakin assumed was scanning his navigation database. The words scrolled across Anakin's translation screen, but he didn't need to see them to know that the droid's response was, 'I don't know.'

Anakin was silent for a moment, waiting for the Force to hint what he should do.

Then he told Artoo, "Well… let's go find out!"

A slow grin spread itself across his face as he prepared to be probably the first citizen of the Galactic Republic to set foot on this new planet.

The entry into the atmosphere was rough, but once he was safely in, it wasn't too bad. There was no request for clearance, no traffic guide to follow. Of course, there was almost no air traffic, either; just a few odd-looking craft that moved so slowly, you couldn't hit them unless it was intentional. The landscape was flat and white, with a few of what he assumed were trees in clumps here and there. As he neared the surface, he realized that the whiteness was due to a thick blanket of snow. He sighed; either he'd found another ice planet or he'd arrived in the middle of winter. He began to scan the landscape for civilization. There were buildings here and there, but nothing like a real city just yet.

He saw long, straight gray lines cutting across the planet's surface and couldn't imagine what they could be. As he pulled his starfighter down for a closer look, he saw that the lines, which looked thicker when he came closer to them, were covered with small moving objects. He initially thought that they might be some form of native insect, but when he flew closer, he realized that they were all made out of metal and quite large, some approaching the size of his starfighter. Also, they moved quite quickly for living creatures (although their speed was no where close to the speed of Anakin's fighter). It seemed they did this by rolling or gliding somehow on their perfectly round "legs."

That was … different.

He wondered if they were dangerous creatures, because a look at his fuel gauge told him he'd need to land and pick up more fuel if he hoped to make it back to Coruscant. He no longer believed it was a black hole that had pulled them out of hyperspace; it had to have been this strange planet. Either way though, if he were going to get fuel, he would have to land, and that meant the possibility of an encounter with one of the insects.

Anakin decided to experiment by flying in among them. He found a good sized space between them and slipped his fighter in, very close to the ground and that gray ribbon that was spread over it. At that moment he heard a loud squealing sound and a couple of clunks behind him. He figured it was probably a distress call of some sort and heightened his alert; frightened creatures tend to be more dangerous than calm ones.

His fears seemed ungrounded, however, for none of the strange creatures attacked him. He had come in among them hoping to get a better look at them, but he was so distracted with trying not to upset them that he had not actually gotten any information. Also, his starfighter's view panels were not quite in the right position to allow him to observe the creatures from his present angle, so he decided to pull back out of the procession.

It was well that he pulled out when he did, because a moment later they all slowed and stopped for some reason. Flying along above them, he saw a flat red octagonal thing on top of a post; it looked like an old-fashioned sign of some sort. All of the creatures were stopped before it, and another gray strip crossed the first one; more of the creatures poured over this in a direction perpendicular to that of the others.

Suddenly, it dawned on him. The gray strips were roads, albeit of a strange sort, and the insect-looking "creatures" were actually droids of some kind! Anakin felt extraordinarily foolish.

He continued to fly above the procession, noticing more of the red octagonal things along the road. The droids stopped at each one, and Anakin idly wondered why as he sped on over their heads.

The lack of air traffic confused Anakin, but he didn't mind not having to watch out for anyone else. He continued to follow above the road, hoping it would eventually lead to something that looked like a city. He was so focused on his task that he didn't notice that several of the droids near him had flashing red-and-blue lights. He did, however, notice the large thing which suddenly appeared in the air. Anakin initially thought it was some kind of traffic – finally – but then it spoke in loud, echoing tones he could hear even through the transparisteel of his cockpit.

"This is the police. You are under arrest. Land your plane in the field nearby."

Anakin had no intention of doing that; instead, he asked Artoo to identify the comm channel they were using. After some bleeping and whistling, Artoo informed Anakin that it was a very old, crude radio signal, but that if he wished, Anakin could still communicate with the "police" from his ship.

Anakin hailed them just as they were repeating their instructions for him to "land his plane."

"Land my what?"

"Your plane, sir, the vehicle you are in. You are under arrest and must land immediately.'

"Why? What have I done?"

"You are not permitted to fly a plane down a public highway."

Anakin grinned. "I'm not. This is a starfighter."

"You are not permitted to fly anything down a public highway." Whoever was doing the talking in the other vehicle had been speaking calmly, obviously trying not to startle Anakin into doing something that could danage the droids on the road below. Now, however, the voice held more than a hint of exasperation. Anakin, trying not to laugh, gave one more question.

"Why not? I haven't hit anything yet!"

With that, he sent a surge of power to the engines of his fighter and streaked off above the road, leaving the "police" to contemplate an answer to his question. Anakin smiled in glee that was definitely not Jedi-like; messing with their little minds had been way too much fun. He realized that they must have separate roads for flying and non-flying vehicles, and the traffic police must be into rules – just like the Jedi Council! He smirked. It was ridiculous, though – they obviously had no idea how to handle him – as if they had never seen a flying vehicle before!

Anakin's amusement was soon quenched, however. His little extra burn had put the distance between him and the police, as well as given the self-important idiots a little reality check, but it had cost him in fuel. He began looking out for a place to land. Just as the craft reached the end of its fuel supply, Anakin located a field that looked safe enough and set the fighter down.