So I never actually planned for this to turn into a full story. I figured I'd post Chapter 1 for some laughs, but it looks like it's becoming quite successful, so I'll keep going! I had a lot of ideas for this one, so it's a bit longer.

Endor Solo, I LOVE your pen name and I'm glad you like my story!

Fiction-Aficionada, I like your idea of Yoda joining in. Methinks I'll incorporate that somehow.

To everyone else: I see that lots of people are reading (about 100, actually), but few are reviewing. I need some ideas, or I'll be stuck with dreaded Writer's Block! If you have any, then be sure to let me know.

"Ha! Invincibility! I finally got enough studs to buy it! Are you sure you don't want to play?" Anakin was really enjoying himself. The two Masters watched silently, secretly wanting to join in, but reluctant to admit that Anakin was right. Anakin, it seemed, was always right. "Hey, there's Padmé!" Whoa…even in Lego form she's hot! He couldn't suppress a soft wolf-whistle.

"Be conscious of your feelings, Anakin," Obi-Wan said sternly. "They betray you."

"How many times have I heard that lecture?" Anakin rolled his eyes. "There's nothing going on between me and Padmé." He looked up at them innocently. "Don't you trust me?"

"Senator Amidala," Obi-Wan corrected automatically.

Mace shook his head. "Actually, no, we don't," he said in response to Anakin's question.

Anakin feigned a hurt-puppy look. The smirk returned to his face pretty quickly, though. "Ouch." He shrugged and went back to his game. "Don't you two have anything better to do?" His avatar took out a Lego lightsaber and slashed a droid to pieces. "Droid factory," he muttered. "I've got to get this last Minikit. I can't seem to find it…ah. So that's where it is." He ran over it triumphantly. "That makes ten! More studs for me."

"Are you finished with that level now?" Obi-Wan asked tentatively.

Anakin nodded. "Yup. Ready to help me beat our good friend Count Dooku? Come on, Obi-Wan. You know you want to."

"Give me the remote," he said submissively.

Anakin punched the air with his fist. "Finally! Okay, let me give you a quick rundown. Lightsaber dueling in this game is pretty much nothing like the real thing."

"Alright, I think I can do this," Obi-Wan said, cutting Anakin off. "Just load the level."

"Fine, fine." Soon the two Jedi were jogging through the building in search of the Count. The red lightsaber flashed. Obi-Wan and Anakin ran up to join him. After dodging and blocking for a few minutes, Obi-Wan hit him. "Nice shot!" Anakin said.

Obi-Wan smiled ever so slightly. "So it's finished, then. Not very realistic, considering he's still alive in the real world."

"Oh, it's not over yet."

"What do you mean? I hit him with a lightsaber. That was a killing blow, Anakin. He should be sliced in half, actually." His smile disappeared when Dooku leapt back to his feet, ready for Round 2. "What happened? I killed him!"

Anakin laughed. "In this game, you have to hit him a bunch of times to win."

"That's not realistic at all! A lightsaber blow usually kills."

"Not in this game, Master."

"That's not right." He put the controller down. "Who could've survived that? If I hit you with my weapon right now, you'd be dead on the floor."

Anakin shrugged. "It's not that easy in a video game. Sure, you can probably pull that off with droids. Maybe."

Obi-Wan sighed, seeming to realize that he wasn't supposed to care either way. "What other games do you have, anyway?"

Anakin grinned. "Two words, Master. Rock. Band."

"What kind of name is that?" Mace demanded.

Anakin chuckled and popped a new disc into the Wii. "Get ready for the coolest game known to man. The only problem is that it's way more fun with more than one person playing. Ah, well. I guess I'll just have to go solo."

"Not necessarily," a new voice said. Anakin turned around and gasped in delight as Kit Fisto walked into the room. "Did I hear someone say Rock Band? I call drums!" Anakin, grinning, tossed Kit a pair of drumsticks.

"You've heard of this game?" Obi-Wan inquired.

"Of course I have! It's my favorite pastime. I never thought I'd actually have time to play it again, though. Set up the drums for me, will you, Skywalker?"

"With pleasure, Fisto." Anakin turned on the drums and positioned them so Kit could play. Once the game was set up, he turned around to see the two Jedi Masters standing behind Kit, aghast. "Anyone daring enough to take the mic?" They shook their heads quickly. "What about bass? Any takers? No?"

"Play the bass, I will," an older voice said calmly.

Anakin, Mace, Kit, and Obi-Wan whirled around as one. "Master Yoda?"

Yoda held out his hand. "The bass, please, Skywalker."

Anakin suppressed a laugh. "Of course, Master." He handed it over as if it was completely normal for the ancient Jedi Master to ask this of him. "Want to start with an easy song?"

"Pick the song, you may," he answered. "On Expert, set me."

Anakin shrugged and did not question. Mace and Obi-Wan were too shocked to move or speak.

"Hang on," Kit said, jumping to his feet. "I know someone who might be willing to sing!" He ran out of the room at a sprint.

"Why don't we create our characters while we wait for Kit to return?" Anakin suggested. "This version of Rock Band allows for non-humans to have avatars, so Kit can have a Nautolan player. I'm sorry, Master Yoda, but I don't think they have your species on here." Yoda shrugged, unfazed.

Kit soon returned with Aayla. "She agreed to sing," he said, "but she's not terribly happy about it. Let's just say that I'm…persuasive when I want to be." Aayla shoved him lightly. Anakin could've sworn they were flirting.

"I've got your character set up," he informed Kit. "Let me make one for Aayla. Twi'leks are easy."

Soon they had everything set up. "Let's start a new band, shall we? How about The Jeds? We'll be able to buy more outfits when we've done more songs." Anakin was getting excited. "What should the first song be?"

"How about 'Carry on Wayward Son?'" Kit suggested.

Aayla pouted. "That's a man's song. How am I going to hit the notes?"

"I'm sure you can do it," Kit replied. "Set me up for Hard."

Anakin nodded. "We're all on Hard except Master Yoda. He wants to be Expert."

Yoda smiled mysteriously. The song started with Aayla and soon added the other three. Anakin, thoroughly enjoying himself, exaggerated every note with a dramatic hand motion. He jumped up and down a little, nodding his head and mouthing the words. Yoda didn't seem to be having much trouble with the Bass. He even looked a little bored. Kit nodded his head like Anakin, thumping his foot to the beat.

Obi-Wan shook his head. "You are wayward, Anakin." Anakin said nothing.

The next song was "Livin' on a Prayer" by Bon Jovi. "I love this song!" Aayla shrieked. "Turn it UP!"

The room was filled with music and rocking out. Mace shook his head. "We're all living on a prayer," he said, "that you four will act your age."

Everyone ignored him.

Disclaimer: I already said I don't own Star Wars, MarioKart, or Lego Star Wars. I also don't own Rock Band, "Carry on Wayward Son," or "Livin' on a Prayer".