Anakin was at the table, trying to make his cereal make itself with the Force.

"C'mon cereal, make yourself," Anakin prompted. "It's not that hard."

Just then the door opened, and his master, Obi Wan, walked in. When he realized what Anakin was trying to do, he waved his hand.

The cereal box dumped cereal into the bowl, and the milk poured itself.

Anakin thought for a second tha he did it, but then he senced otherwise.

"Hey Anakin," Obi Wan said.

"Hi master," Anakin responded.

"Just remember, you don't control the Force to your will, you let the Force guide you. Try it with this spoon."

Obi Wan set a spoon on the opposite counter from Anakin, who closed his eyes.

He let the Force guide him. He reached out with his hand, and the spoon flew to him.

"Eat quickly because we need to go to the lower levels of Courascant to deal with a few bounty hunters."

"Okay, master," Anakin responded.

He ate quickly and finished up. He grabbed his 'saber from the counter and strapped it to his belt.

"Okay, let's go," Obi Wan said.

They stepped out of their dorm, into the hallway were the last younglings, who were late, were running to class.

They walked and turned a corner. All of a sudden, something slammed into Anakin's side. He tripped and fell, then something fell on him.

"Ow!" Anakin yelled.

"Ow! Sorry! I'm sorry! Oh my Force you're a padawan I'm so sorry I gotta go now sorry bye!" A togrutan youngling with orange skin and blue eyes exclaimed.

She started dashing away but stumbled and fell.

"Ow!" She shouted.

Anakin felt a tiny bit nauseous. Obi Wan chuckled.

"Get up Anakin, we need to go now," he said.

"I feel sick, master," Anakin said.

"Jedi rarely get sick, Anakin, now let's go."

"No I really do."

"Your not lying so I guess you are," Obi Wan stated. "Let's go to the hall of healing."

Anakin's vision blurred.

"Anakin?"

Black.