Suggestions are always wonderful, I do try to take them into account on occasion.

9.1

"...So, how does being the American President work, exactly?"

"Well, from what I've seen from the times Padme's been elected on the left side of things: they basically are the face of government and are major factors in treaty and social changes. However, despite having no control of Congress, they are always blamed for anything going wrong there."

Armin gulped as the party below him was cheering for him having successfully won the nomination for being the next presidential candidate (he missed what party it was exactly). To his left was Anakin Skywalker, who was taking the role of his looping political adviser. To his right was Jean, who was the Vice President candidate.

Whose idea was this!?

He looked at Anakin in an accusatory gaze.

"Not me. I don't use the Force to help people win public office or political votes. I'm pretty sure Padme would kick me out for that, even if she never loops, if I ever tried that. I'm just here to keep you from embarrassing yourself."

...

"...Do you think it's cruel to get Armin elected to public office?" Eren inquired of Mikasa as the two continued their DisneyWorld vacation.

"No, not at all. So, do we do FantasyLand or TomorrowLand next?"

"TomorrowLand" Eren quickly decided.

9.2

"Supreme Chancellor Spongebob Squarepants? Darth Porifer? Damn, would have loved to see that" Han rolled his eyes as the awake quintent of himself, goldendod, R2, Luke and Obi-Wan flew towards the Death Star, ready once again to rescue the damn sexy Princess Leia, and harass Vader.

Yes, harassing Vader was always a fun task. He had even gotten a nice collection of spare limbs and helmets from the grouchy old coot in his subspace pocket, kept right next to his nearly complete collection of spare Waspinator parts (bar the head of course. The head was the hardest part to get and not have it come to life in your subspace pocket).

"No it was not" Obi-Wan said in complete seriousness

"Oh come on, how bad could an evil Spongebob be? He's a harmless gnat?!"

"Gnat's don't do a pretty good imitation of the various Buus Han."

9.3 (KrisOverstreet and King Of Souls)

"A bar?"

Two part-time mixmasters, one the owner of the current bar already full of generally quadrupedal Looping clientele, the other a Looper visiting Equestria from a minor superhero world, stared in disbelief at the being asking the question.

"Yes." C-3PO replied. "I was wondering how one would go about developing such an establishment."

"My first piece of advice is to get reinforced tables and chairs." The Argent Adept answered. "Bar fights happen frequently, especially where I am from. "

Big Mac silently nodded. That was a good piece of advice, though brawls in his bar were thankfully rare. Being a larger than average pony in the first place, capable of becoming a green gamma-irradiated musclebound monster five times his original size, discouraged such nonsense.

On the other hand, the magical and technological mayhem cost a lot more to repair than simple fighting ever would...

"You will also need at least one, and preferably more than one, competent servers," Argent continued. "Particularly beings with well-developed social skills and a high level of empathy."

"That should present no problem," Threepio replied. "My counterpart R2-D2 has repeated experience as a serving droid, and my databanks can be easily supplemented with knowledge of over a billion drinks recipes."

"Bein' a bartender's 'bout more'n mixin' drinks," Big Mac said. "Any machine can make drinks with th' right programmin'. But a bartender's there to provide a personal touch."

"Oh, I am, as they say, all about the personal touch!" C-3PO said eagerly. "My primary function, as you well know, is interpersonal relations! I live to serve!"

"Riiiight," Big Mac drawled. "Th' thing is, when Loopers come inta bars, they're there for one'a two reasons. Either they're lookin' ta relax or have fun, or they're tryin' ta kill some kinda pain. A good bartender knows how to tell which is which, an' how ta get th' second kinda customer ta let go'a their pain an' get it outta their system."

"I believe I see your meaning," Threepio said primly. "I confess the specific protocol of such matters escapes me, however."

"Th' first lesson," Big Mac continued, "is that customers don't want a nosey, pryin' barman, 'least not at first. Once you're friends with a customer they'll accept a question like, 'How ya been?' But when someone comes inta that door for th' firs' time with a lot on their mind an' a powerful thirst, ya can't try an' put 'em on th' psychiatrist couch right off. Ya gotta wait until they open up, listen, let them do th' talkin'."

"Seems perfectly simple," Threepio said. "I believe I shall have no trouble applying that particular lesson."

Big Mac looked around and silently noted that, on this matter, the droid was the only believer in a large room full of atheists.

"How 'bout we put it to th' test?" he said, lifting the gated section of the bar and waving Threepio in with one hoof.

"You mean now?" Threepio asked. "I would be most gratified, but are you sure I'm ready?"

No. "We'll see," Big Mac said. "Firs' customer through that door, she's yours, right?"

"Very good, Master MacIntosh," Threepio agreed.

The next Looper into Mac's Bar, as it happened, was Chrysalis, looking grumpy. Big Mac noted that Trixie wasn't Awake this Loop, and neither were Cadence and Shining Armor, a combination that tended to get the changeling queen depressed at the best of times.

No sooner had the changeling stepped up to the bar than the tall bipedal protocol droid wobbled up to her. "Good evening, madam!" he said with a sprightly, hopeful tone. "I am C-3PO, human-cyborg relations, and I shall be your server tonight. I note by your demeanor that you are experiencing unpleasant feelings, but do not worry! It will be my pleasure to assist you in any way to make your evening more enjoyable, by serving you drinks, by listening to your troubles, and by providing sage advice, comfort, and even the occasional bit of witty banter! Would you like to begin by describing in detail the causes of your current negative mood, perhaps over a delightful glass of Altair water?"

The changeling raised an eyebrow and stared at the shiny droid for several seconds. Then she switched eyebrows and stared a bit more before saying, "Hydrospanner, please."

"Ah, I know that one," Threepio said. "The popular cocktail known as a hydrospanner is made from equal parts vodka and-"

"Not the drink. The tool," Chrysalis hissed.

"Ah. I beg your pardon, ma'am," Threepio asked, "but why would you want that?"

"A talking golden trash can has somehow snuck behind Mac's bar," she said slowly and distinctly, "and I plan on shutting it up."

Threepio hobbled around in a little circle. "I do beg your pardon, ma'am, but I don't see any talking golden-"

His photoreceptors happened to pass over a mirror on the wall. In his processors, the circuit closed.

"Oh. Oh my."

"I'll get you your usual in a minute, Chrys," Big Mac said, taking Threepio's elbow in one hoof and guiding him away from her.

"I am so sorry, Master MacIntosh," Threepio moaned.

Argent shook his head at the flustered droid. "I think you may need to observe first before you try again."

"That does sound like a simple idea, but simple observation may not yield the results I desired," Threepio moaned.

"You sound like you expected to nail it the first try." Argent sampled his drink, one that rivaled the drinks he made, and continued. "A wise man once said you learn more when you fail than when you succeed. I suggest you review what you did, then see what you did wrong, then next time...try again. And keep trying until you get it."

"I only wish I knew where I went wrong!" Threepio sighed. "My programming says I followed the correct protocol to the letter. It appears bartender protocols are rather more difficult than I thought."

"Eyup," Big Mac agreed, kindly but firmly walking Threepio back out from behind his bar.

9.4

"...It took me a few loops to get the exact shielding right to avoid cancerous effects, but the results are beyond compare. I do hope you will enjoy it".

Luke Skywalker, Jedi Master and the by far most popular anchor in the Star Wars verse (He didn't get into as many fights as his father, and Revan's existence was heavily debated by some loopers), eyed the lightsaber in hand with interest "So, this is in fact...".

"A Kryptontie Lightsaber" The Batcave was oddly full today; with the Dark Knight, Jedi Master and Man of Steel all joining in this little gathering of loopers (and why Luke wasn't going to turn it on while he was around) "Of course, I'm here to make sure Bruce isn't going to try and create Kryptonite underwear or something when I'm not looking".

"Give me some credit" Bruce snarked "Wayne Enterprises does not manufacture underwear usually, and I have seen no reason to go into that market. Kryptonite clothing is something you'd expect from Rarity or Janet, not from me...".

The Bat Elevator promptly chimed as the ever faithful butler appeared, along with a blurring red dash that had deprived his held platter of all its edible items "Master Bruce, one Wally West has arrived. He appears to be troubled, and rather hungry, even for a Flash. I'm afraid we will have to do take out tonight, quite possibly from out of town."

Bruce nodded in acknowledgment, as said red speedster ran right up to them, before letting out a long, drawn out sigh.

"Long loop?" Luke asked in pity.

"Gahhhh" was Wally's only response "Iron Man is a jerk who needs a reality check and a prison cell".

The trio exchanged knowing looks.

"Civil War?" Superman guessed

"Civil War" Wally groaned "So...pointless. Sally Floyd needs to be punched in the face, Iron Man needs a serious talking to, and robot Thors suck."

"Why is it you think I never build them" Batman pointed out.

"You know, the entire thing seemed to just...come out of nowhere." Luke admitted "I've tried to figure out how blowing up a school causes Tony to become a fascist and Peter to forget his basic views on private life, yet it elludes me."

"At least when we have those 'Trinity War' loops, the war is understandable. Superman gets kryptonite lodged in his head, messing up his powers. He kills the oddly heroic Arthur Light, the teams only briefly bicker, and only really start to smash each-others faces in when we get our heads messed with by a box linked to Earth 3" Batman pointed out "Our world is just less combustible really, must be the reality resets".

"You know, that actually gets me thinking" Luke pondered the Civil, Avengers/X-Men and Trintiy Wars in his head a moment "What would a loop civil war be like?".

The four hero/butler loopers exchanged thoughtful looks, before looking like someone had just told them Joker was the new U.S president.

"Horrible" Superman could see the carnage in his head.

"Nightmare fuel" Wally groaned.

"Unpleasant." Alfred could see the damage to the manor in his head.

"Illogical".

All other loopers turned their shocked heads to the most paranoid man in the cave.

"Um, Bruce, you are the one who writes contingency plans for a looping Doom replacing Fluttershy in Team Gurren (I have written no such plan), you so have planned out half a hundred-dozen (that is not proper english) civil wars by now" Flash pointed out as Batman shook his head.

"A civil war in loop would require several potential factors to occur, though not necessarily all of them. For one thing, there are very few loopers who have the sort of hatred that would be necessary to create a civil war, and they do not exist in large enough numbers to create a full out war. This could, however, be theoretically bypassed, but with very specific conditions, and actions, and I mean very, very specific, down to even the loops currently up and running. You'd have more odds of encountering a female Doom married to Reed, than those conditions".

"Ew," Alfred spoke for everyone.

"Yes, very much ew. The most likely scenarios are still so obscenely unlikely, that they will likely never happen without massive fused loops with at least 10 different universes, deliberate instigation of a high enough level and utterly divisive acts. So, and I reiterate this point. Loop civil wars are not going to happen unless you have someone utterly obsessed with causing them going around and setting up the most specific of scenarios".

"And if we had someone like that running around...Kyubey would not be alone for long".

...

"Well, that was an odd evening" Luke Skywalker idly noted, his new blade in hand as the Twlight he obtained a while back floated in orbit over the Earth "I don't know if I should feel relieved or not, what do you think Wedge?".

"Why are you asking me, I'm not allowed in the Batcave anymore, or near any Batmobiles".

9.5 (Wildrook)

Luke had to admit, when Vader was a terrible father, he usually makes up for it with something awesome.

And right now, the copy ability he got from the one time in the Mega Man-verse was both that and terrifying at the same time.

Also proved to be a small challenge.

"I take it you're impressed, Luke?" Vader asked him.

"Even though Jedi don't crave excitement," Luke replied, "this IS the closest thing to Father-Son Bonding we usually get."

Vader couldn't deny that as they battled within Cloud City...again. Luke's just wondering if he could keep his hand and his Dad's old lightsaber...if he didn't have copies.

"There are questions I must ask," Vader replied. "For instance, what did you find out in the Hub-Verse?"

"Well, other than my actor knowing you're my father and him passing off as a Sith Lord with his Joker voice, his reaction was more of a response to your suit guy telling him 'Obi-Wan killed your father.' You?"

"I ended up with the abilities of a Jumper."

Then Vader disappeared and Luke had to block with his green blade while using his blue one to strike.

"Your reflexes are getting better, Luke."

Even though Leia had disdain for Vader, Luke couldn't exactly share the same feelings as she did. "Can't believe we're training after the time you were known as Anakin Starkiller," he said.

"Yes, I see the irony," Vader said. "Sometime after Padme, I wonder if Galen and you would meet. You know, the one that helped me start the Rebel Alliance?"

"The one that Boba Fett disintegrated?" Vader nodded. "No wonder you wanted Han alive in Baseline."

"Things change now that you find out about your Daughter's dating preferences."

The fact that they're making small talk during their lightsaber duel/practice duel would be surprising to the Imperials, but Vader and Luke do keep in contact when they're both Awake, even though they try to get the best of each other as Luke used both of his Lightsabers against a Jumping Vader as they inched closer to the bottomless pit. For instance, Vader knew about the defection of Kasan Moore as well as five survivors of the Death Star in the variants. He was also impressed with some of Rogue Squadron's pilots, like Wedge Antillies.

But considering the circumstances, Vader and Luke had to cut this short as they neared the air ducts.

"One more thing before you go after Han Solo," Vader replied. "There's been strange activity coming from Mustafar. You might need to check that out, because it started to show after the Battle of Yavin...for some odd reason, there's a presence that dates back to the Old Republic..."

Luke was surprised. "I thought Revan was supposed to be dead at this point," he muttered.

"Never said it was Revan, but the Force works in mysterious ways. By the way, if you're going to train yourself with two lightsabers at once, make sure to keep your bases covered. I'll meet you at the Moon of Endor..."

Luke nodded as he remembered the circumstances. "Here's hoping I meet Mother in the future," he replied. "We do have an eternity to make up for." He then jumped down the bottomless pit and entered the vent like in baseline.

9.6

X-Wings.

Tie Fighters.

What brilliant machines they were, iconic weapons of the sky.

The samples she had before her, were so beyond her baseline's time it would be like comparing a rock tool, to a laser.

Yet at the same time, she wasn't the head of a company called Future Industries because she looked into the past.

The dark haired Asami Sato eyed the two samples of fighter jet she had been given with a ponderous look.

The same ponderous look one might see on a certain unicorn if she was ever given a material she had never worked with before.

She eyed her customer "So, you want me to use these to create a Future Industries Fighter? You know that's going to be a lot of work, and it's going to cost you a lot more than a few thousand Credits when I'm finished with it."

Anakin Skywalker sighed "Well, I owe Antilles a unique fighter, and the consequences of not finding one..." he said in a tone of voice that suggested failure would result in the unholy creation of Kyu Brando, or DioBey, or something else equally as horrible to life as they knew it.

"...Is attending a wedding between your daughter and Han" Asami gave a knowing grin as Anakin glared at the wall with a burning intensity.

"Beep beep" R2 chimed in a tone that was vaguely similar to 'kiss the bridge'.

"Well, you're in luck, I might be able to get that done. Might be useful for later" a Future Industries Fighter strafing Vaatu could have some rather interesting options. "Of course, I have a lunch date to get to, so don't expect it in the near future"

Anakin shrugged "Hey, I've got all loop. Take your time"

As the dark haired heiress turned successful CEO left, Anakin turned to the Astromech and shook his head "Don't tell me she's dating that Mako fellow. The kid's a bad acorn"

"Beep beep"

"Seed? Huh...these earth phrases make no sense, and wait, not Mako?" Anakin had a thoughtful look on his face "Her and Bolin? Seems too, Obi-Dala for my taste"

"Beep beep"

"Not him either? Well, who else is there, Milo? That creepy water bender guy? Don't tell me it's that Amon creep?"

"Beep beep"

Anakin had a double take on the last one "Wait, Korra?"

"Beep beep"

"They're dating?"

"Beep beep"

"When did that happen!?"

"Beep beep"

R2 could say a lot in only two beeps. He was working on making it one beep.

"Really? Huh, you don't come by a loop in a while, and you have anarchists, fascists and bisexuality" Anakin looked thoughtful "You know, I like this pairing. They work out well together, and if they ever end up adopting the Airlings for a loop, they probably will do fine. After all, two mothers are clearly superior as parents"

R2 rotated his dome and gave Anakin a look "Beep"

"Well, it's rather obvious. My mother is a good parent, Padme is a good parent, I'm a so-so parent, Obi-Wan has no parenting skills, Palpatine should never be let near children, obviously it's the gender at play here"

If R2 had a hand, the droid would probably be facepalming right now.

One of his principal owners/pets obviously failed to understand why most people would 'ship' two girls together.

Sometimes, it probably was simpler when loopers thought only of such things, than be completely oblivious to the whole thing.

9.7 (Myself with a pair of lines from WildRook)

The Doctor's age was getting to him, as was what happened when you had yet to regenerate.

What he was seeing right now didn't help.

The wastelands of Geonosis were often home to bloody war, and this loop was definitely no exception to that rule, but this time there were no Geonosians at fault here.

Nor were any clones being used as red shirts.

No...

"Take this ya' Nerfherder!" the blond haired, Jedi turned Pirate turned Hero Cade Skywalker punched Mace Windu right in the face.

"Yaaa!" the female fetale Bastilla Shana kneed the cowboy Jedi Kyle Katarn right in the groin.

"You fools!" Granddaughter of Darth Vader Jaina Solo roundhouse kicked Aayla Secura across her chest "Do you have any idea what you're foolish attempts to make a better future have caused! You have doomed us all to the Vong!"

"This is very disconcerting, but it's the Forces will. What's there to complain about?" A brownish skinned Yoda creature known as Vandar Tokare was trying to choke Zabrakian Jedi Wolf Sazen as a battle between four different Jedi Orders brewed across the planet below the floating Tardis.

The Doctor turned to the golden plated droid who had accompanied him this loop with his little friend "I am never letting you back in to the T.A.R.D.I.S. Ever"

"My apologies Master Doctor, I was just mildly curious about how a baseline Jedi Order of Mistress Padme's time might react to knowledge of the future. How was I supposed to know they would spark a Jedi Time War?"

"Beep Beep"

R2 was recording this for posterity. After all, how often did you get to see Cade Skywalker get into a fight with Jacen Solo over philosophy?

It could be ages before looping versions of them could start beating each other up.

"I knew I had a bad feeling about this loop" The Doctor muttered to himself.

Anakin and Luke were just face-palming...and Revan was blinking.

"What does this have to do with my timeline?" he asked the Doctor.

"Well..." The Doctor had to think it over to himself a bit "I have no clue really. I think Anakin's order called for reinforcements, but don't quote me on that one. Everything went sort of hazy for me after Galen Malek and the One Sith started fighting. Oh, and I think that Satele Shan girl might have joined with your Order Luke...speaking of, why aren't you down there beating the snot out of each other?"

Anakin shrugged "If Luke Or I get stabbed while Jaina, Cade are around, it's an instant time paradox. I'm told something bad happens if you do that this loop"

The Doctor gave him a dreadful look "Understatement of the Loop".

9.8

Wedge Antilles, legendary space pilot and hero of the rebellion's Rogue Squadron, eyed his latest challenge.

He had mastered the transportation of 47 different loops.

He had bested unawake versions of Suzaku and Kallen in Knightmare frames (Though the awake ones were still better than he was), successfully captured all four of the Beastman General's person Gunmen for his own use for his last three visits to the world of the spirals, (Then modified them all to combine into a giant mecha to bash the Anti-Spirals with) and had mastered the art of Kart racing with Mario.

He no longer feared the Blue Shells from the Sky!

It was time to begin mastering his 48th, starting with this most dangerous vehicle...

He held out a bag of bird seed to the rather large yellow bird before him, who eyed it curiously.

He would tame and master this 'Chocobo', or he wouldn't master anything here at all!

...

Cloud Strife's life sucked even before the loops, though they did have the potential to be better.

The loop where Sephiroth had been nothing but a floating geranium in particular stood out to him.

But this time, the dice of fate rolled against him once more, seeing as he had some sort of vicious, two legged reptile choking him like some sort of Sith Lord.

What the hell was going on in those loops!? Who was the idiot who taught this damn thing how to choke people!?

As he continued to struggle against the beast's power, he heard a familiar sound coming towards him.

The sound of a Chocobo.

With a loud yell, a fighter pilot dressed man burst forth from the forest around him, riding a Chocobo with a pair of jousting spears in hand.

The Raptor hissed, dropping Cloud to the ground before turning to the rider in hungered curiosity.

"Your power" It hissed "It is...familiar..."

It then charged right at the dauntless Chocobo Knight, eager to do battle.

...

"So...who taught the Sith Raptor?"

Wedge Antilles aired this question to a gathering of his fellow loopers next Eden Bar loop.

They all looked at him in confusion.

"The Sith what?" Luke inquired.

"I have a bad feeling about this" Obi-Wan sighed.

"Wasn't me Anakin and Revan said in tandem.

9.9

"So, let me get this straight Master Annie. After taking advice from Luke about 'trolling' to solve your problems, a term I still do not understand the origin of, and how not stabbing all your problems might make Mistress Leia actually like you, assuming you stop trying to make her a widow of course, you decided to tell Master Obi-Wan that Palpatine was rather 'interested' in you in a creepy way?"

Little Padawan Anakin (not much older than when Maul was killed) nodded.

"But in doing so, you unintentionally made him sound like a pedophile instead of a Sith Lord?"

"Well, he was manipulating a little boy for his personal gain, so it's not the worse comparison" Anakin admitted.

"Well he's better than that Orochimaru fellow" 3PO's voice shivered at that one.

"When it comes to levels of pedophilia, yes. Every way else, no" Anakin reminded the recently looping droid.

"True. Now Master Annie...mind telling me why the Jedi Temple and Galactic Senate are in flames?"

"Palpatine doesn't like going down in scandals without torching a few institutes on his way down."

9.10A (Me with Kris Overstreet editing)

Han had decided to take over Luke's job of defeating the emperor this Loop, hopefully 'accidentally' tossing his father-in-law down an endless pit while he was at it.

"Wamph wamph wamph!"

That plan had just hit a snag, seeing as the emperor wasn't Palpatine... or even human.

No... he wasn't even a mammal.

A giant, blue penguin with a hammer stood in the Death Star's throne room staring at Han and looking quite annoyed.

A piece of paper fluttered by Han's foot. As he picked it up and read it, it occurred to him that the contents of the note wouldn't have improved the emperor penguin's mood..

Luke,

I am not dealing with this. Please kill this oversized cousin of Pen-Pen for me.

Do not look for me, as I am probably just punching something in annoyance that my unawake self followed this... thing.

I Am Your Father.

Lovely. Well, penguins couldn't fly, so there would still be a Sith to toss down the shaft for the god of shafts.

The day wouldn't be a total loss.

...

The mountain exploded as an Evangelion shattered it with a spiral enhanced fist.

The dark armored pilot finally felt the worst of his frustration and annoyance leave him. It had only taken beating up about a dozen lifeless planets (possibly from Kirby and DeDeDe's home Loop- they didn't exist in Vader's baseline) into micrometeors. The thirteenth would be allowed to remain mostly intact.

He'd just begun considering where to go next when the air began to shimmer.

Beneath his mask, Anakin's lips drew taut. He'd seen that shimmer before.

It had been a loop many loops ago, before the Crash. It had been the second most horrible thing to ever happen to him in the Loops... and at the time he'd completely missed it.

But he hadn't missed the consequences. And nothing could make him forget what happened then...

He found the creature only after a lengthy search in vain for both Ahsoka and Padme, who had disappeared mid loop for reasons unknown.

He'd beaten up all the usual suspects: Palpatine, Dooku, Grievous, Ventress, Bariss, Clovis, Bonteri (well, really just terrified him out of his mind) and most of the Senate, and he had found nothing.

Only by blind impulse, or more likely the guidance of the Force, did he check a questionable back alley and find a shimmer in the air. As soon as he stepped into it space bent and warped around him, trapping him a strange vortex that seemed to be a horrible fusion of the Death Star, the underlevels of Bespin, and Mustafar...

...three places he wasn't really fond of, truth be told.

Lava dripped everywhere, the only color in an otherwise stale white environment. Foul-smelling steam billowed from the edges of the floor and roof.

Strange, macabre creatures attacked him relentlessly, forcing him to fight constantly as he tried to find his way out, or in, or through the strange non-space.

And then, at the core, he found the most horrible thing of all.

In a room that looked like the love child of the Galactic Senate Floor and the Jedi Council's Chamber there stood a massive six armed creature. Each arm gripped a lit lightsaber. The green ones in the upper arms pointed upright. The blue ones in the central arms were held horizontally out from the body. The bottom ones, pointed downward, were red.

The creature's armor was Vader-black and Vader-horrible... no, it was even uglier. It was what he himself would look like, if he was the devil of Hindu belief.

And the Force around it... it was wrong, just wrong. It felt dark and twisted, stinking of the death of the innocent- a psychic odor Anakin knew far too well.

In the case of this monster, the stench spoke of two very specific deaths..

"So, you're the monster that murdered Ashoka and Padme!" Anakin shouted, staring at the horrible monster in contempt. "What are you... some horrible demon spawned of my own darkness?"

The creature roared at him in a twisted, horrible cacophony of screams of terror, familiar yet horribly distorted.

Shouting his own response to the challenging roar, Anakin raised his own lightsaber and charged into battle.

In the here and now, in the Evangelion plug, Vader idly removed a black, spindly jewel from his subspace pocket and eyed it in unease.

Only after that battle had he learned what that monster was, who made them, and where they came from.

Was it a corrupted Padme who killed Ahsoka? A corrupted Ahsoka to killed Padme? Which one had he put out of twisted misery?

It was a question he hated to ponder, as it brought him into morose places.

What was happening now was just like then, and it could only mean one thing.

Another Witch.

Another victim.

Another success by the monstrous being known only as Kyubey.

He idly noted that something was off about this witch's barrier. There was something even familiar, in an odd way, about it...

Shaking his head, he put it out of his mind. He and his Evangelion had a monster to kill behind this hazy barrier of candy and medical equipment.

A monster who had fallen due to the manipulations of another, a force for good consumed by fear and despair, warped beyond recognition into a force of evil.

A kindred spirit with his baseline self, really.

One who deserved a mercy kill.

His Evangelion clenched its fist, and together they punched through the barrier, carrying forwards at the Witch- a clown-like worm creature, its skin as black as its tainted soul, already charging back at him.

And so began the great battle.

9.10B (Crisis)

Nut giggled like a blushing schoolgirl at what was being said on the other end of her office line. "Oh, darling, you have the naughtiest mind!"

"..."

"Geb!" Nut's starry night-sky form blushed like a supernova going off. "I know we have catching up to do, but I'm at least too out of practice to do the entire divine sutra in one sitting!"

"..."

"Oh, honey! I'd never suggest... I'm sorry... It's just... we haven't seen each other in so long that even I've been tempted a few times and..."

"..."

"No, I'd never go through with it either... *sigh* One of these days Ra is going to screw up micromanaging our schedules and we'll be able to get together for some fun... Maybe make another honeymoon out of it... *mmmmm*"

"..."

"Really? Pele offered... hold on a moment honeybun... I've got something going on here I don't think is supposed to exist in this particular Loop iteration. I'll have to call you back, Geb dear. Love, kisses, and a raincheck on everything else! *mwah!*"

*click*

"Okay, let's see what's going on and... Oh please don't tell me that damn sociopathic magical girl mascot looped in and I missed it..."

9.10C

Seeing what she was seeing live on her screen, Nut oh so wished she was back on the phone with her husband.

Her monitor was blaring out information, most of which was the kind of gibberish that was Hephaestus's area of expertise. However, she was getting the gist of it.

Darth Vader was fighting Charlotte.

Charlotte, human identity Nagisa Momoe, was a Witch from the baseline formerly maintained by Madoka Kaname (Current whipping girl for the Admins for ascending due the manipulations of Kyubey, who was for some reason a looper in that baseline. Whoever had made that call made Ares's Sovereign stunt seem...mild in comparison, and was probably fired.).

Like the loopers, the witches of that world did not survive its destruction (Homura being the exception among loopers, while Walpurgis Night had made some reappearances, it wasn't the same as the baseline one. It was nothing but a fusion of any witches), and as no two witches were the same (two female Al Gores from different baselines, for example, produced two different witches), there should, quite theoretically, be no Charlotte in her loop.

It should not be currently trying to eat the Evangelion Darth Vader was running.

It should not be in the midst of being pounded by the Evangelion.

It should not exist.

First Sayaka, now Charlotte.

What does all this mean?

Why now? Why when Hypnos was taking a nap and she had to watch his damn loop (Orders from higher up, she really had no say in the damn matter)

BEEP BEEP

DATA TRACED.

DATA ? LINKED TO TERMINAL DESIGNATION: KIRBY. ADMIN, HYPNOS

Nut rose a starry eyebrow at that one.

Hypnos's terminal...

From the corner of her eye, Nut noticed that Charlotte had vanished, leaving a confused Vader and a damaged Evangelion.

Just like Sayaka...on that loop that hadn't been a fused loop.

The Star Wars Universe, and Sayaka.

The Kirbyverse, and Charlotte.

What else was there...who else was there?

What was there?

…..

9.1 Argue that Padme isn't a liberal politician by American Standards. I dare you.

9.2 Fridge Horror welcome

9.3 C-3PO as a bartender…..should this be an ongoing thing?

9.4 If you are wondering why Wedge is not let near Batmobiles…..Batman doesn't like being outperformed. Oh, and wonder if Kryptonite Lightsabers would be more effective than a regular one on a Kryptonian?

9.5 The Skywalker family is weird.

9.6 Korrasami! And yes, somehow R2 came off as the normal one there.

9.7 Jedi and Time Travel doesn't mix. Though anyone who knows a good time travel Star Wars story where Jedi Orders go to war should tell me. Oh, and I can't quite recall, what happens if you time paradox in the Whoverse again?

9.8 Ace Pilot Chocobo Knight vs Sith Raptor, wonder who won?

9.9 Sidious has dirt, a lot of it. Flammable Dirt

9.10 The Madoka story continues, and we find out why Anakin really, really dislikes Kyubey.