I did it! I got it up by Saturday! WOO HOO! Alrighty... anyways, enjoy the chapter!

Last time, on A Not-So-Normal Week: Rex evilly got into Ahsoka's dreams.

This time, on A Not-So-Normal Week: Rex's confession, an annoying band, Separatists planning parties, and Ahsoka's plastic ball

A Not-So-Normal Week

Chapter 12: Twenty Times

Rex gulped. There was no way around this. "Well… you see…"

"It was me!" Rex confessed. He dropped to his knees. "Please forgive me! I'll never do it again!"

"Whoa, hold it, Rex. What did you do?" A puzzled Anakin asked.

"I got into Ahsoka's dream!" Rex wailed. "I somehow could say anything, and it would happen in her dream!"

Ahsoka was furious. "You did that, Rex? How could you? Do realize how frightening that was?"

Anakin took a step closer to Rex. "Rex, she was at the Jedi healers because she thought I was going to die."

"I- I don't know what got into me." Rex said, lowing his head. "Please, if there's anything I can do to make it up to you, I'll do anything!"

"Alright, well first you're going to apologize to Ahsoka." Anakin said.

"I'm sorry, Ahsoka." Rex said.

"Then we're going to have to think of some other punishment for you." Anakin said.

Ahsoka stood on her tiptoes and whispered something in Anakin's ear.

"Ah, good idea, Snips." Anakin said.

"What are you going to do to me?" Rex asked worriedly.

"We are going to take away your portable game device." Anakin said.

"WHAAAT! NOOOOO!" Rex wailed miserably.

"Yep. We're taking it away for a whole week." Anakin said.

Rex looked sad.

"Now go to your room, or your clone place or wherever you live, and leave your game with us." Anakin said.

Rex reluctantly handed over the game and sadly walked away.

I can't believe him! Sometimes I wonder if I'm watching two kids instead of just one. Anakin thought.

Ahsoka glared at him.

Anakin winced. "You… just heard me think that, didn't you." He said.

"Yes, I did. I'm a Padawan, Master. I can take care of myself." She said, crossing her arms over her chest.

"I know, I know," Anakin said, "But you're still my responsibility and right now, you need rest. Let's go."

Ahsoka rolled her eyes but followed Anakin to their quarters.

"Now," Anakin said as they walked in the door, "You go in your room and get some rest."

"But it's like, almost dinner." Ahsoka said, "I'm hungry."

"Fine, we'll eat dinner and you can go to bed early. I'm sure you didn't get all that much sleep last night at the sleepover anyway." Anakin said.

So Anakin quickly made some nice warm soup and garlic bread.

"Looks really good, Skyguy." Ahsoka said. She was sitting at the table waiting for the food to be ready.

Anakin brought the food to the table. "Mmmm," Ahsoka said, inhaling the scrumptious aromas of soup and garlic.

They ate in silence for a few minutes. "So how was the sleepover?" Anakin asked, trying to start a conversation.

"It was good." Ahsoka said, falling silent again.

Anakin nodded, not knowing what else to say. By the end of the meal, Ahsoka looked like if she stayed up a moment longer, she would fall asleep on the table. Her eyes drooped as she tried to stay awake.

"Time for bed, Ahsoka." Anakin said.

Ahsoka yawned. "Alright," She said quietly. So Anakin came with her to her room. "Good night, Ahsoka." Anakin said.

"Good night, Skyguy," She replied with a yawn. Anakin clicked off the light and closed her door, going into the living room to watch TV.

Ahsoka snuggled deep into her covers. And in knowing she wouldn't be getting two more heads or turning purple, she dozed off to sleep quite quickly.

The next morning, Ahsoka was awakened by an ear piercing screech. With a short groan she sat up and rubbed her eyes. The whole floor was shaking with a loud beat, and the screeches continued to be heard. Ahsoka realized with much annoyance it was heavy metal music.

Slipping on her silky robe, Ahsoka opened her door and found Anakin cowering under the table, covering his ears.

"What's going on?" Ahsoka shouted loudly to be heard over the pulsing beat and electric guitar screeches.

Anakin didn't answer since he had his eyes squeezed shut, and he couldn't hear because of the loud sound and he was covering his ears.

Ahsoka opened the door and followed the noise, which got louder and louder, until she finally reached Obi-Wan's quarters. She burst through the door and found Obi-Wan, Kit, and all the monkeys with electric guitars and drum sets, and they were rocking it out and playing as loud as possible.

"HEY GUYS! CAN YOU TURN IT DOWN?" Ahsoka shouted at the top of her lungs.

"WHAT?" Kit called back.

"I SAID CAN YOU TURN IT DOWN!" Ahsoka repeated, twice as loud.

"WHAAT?" Kit still couldn't hear her.

"TURN IT OFF!" Ahsoka screeched at the top of her lungs, so loud she went hoarse.

Kit had finally heard her and motioned for everyone to stop.

"What do you think you guys are doing playing that loud this early in the morning?" Ahsoka cried, pushing what was left of her voice to the limit.

"My monkeys got bored of the clarinet. They wanted to start a heavy metal band instead." Kit said.

Ahsoka rolled her eyes. "Well, can you guys wait until sometime when everyone isn't asleep?" Ahsoka asked, her voice scratchy from yelling.

"I guess." Kit said.

Ahsoka thanked him and left. Now, with a sore throat and headache, Ahsoka trudged back to her quarters.

"Ahsoka, there you are," Anakin said, "Do you know what that racket was?"

"One word:" She said, her voice hoarse, "Monkeys."

"What?" Anakin was confused.

"Monkeys, ok? Kit's monkeys! And Obi-Wan!" Ahsoka cried. "I need water, and an aspirin." Ahsoka muttered to herself.

Anakin still was confused, but he followed Ahsoka to the kitchen to make breakfast.

After breakfast, Ahsoka's throat was pretty much better but she still had an awful headache from the glass shattering music. So with a quick explanation to her master, Ahsoka retreated to her room for a long, peaceful nap.

Anakin sighed to himself. "I wonder what I should do now," He muttered to himself.

After a few minutes of deciding, Anakin went to Padme's apartment.

Meanwhile… in a Separatist base…

"Master, I'm like, super bored." Ventress whined, following a very annoyed Dooku.

"Shut up, already." Dooku groaned. "I told you, why don't you go and make a sandwich or something?"

"I've already made sixteen sandwiches, Master. I can't eat anymore." Ventress protested.

"Who says you gotta eat them? Just make them and get out of my way." Dooku ordered.

Ventress pouted and went into the kitchen to make her seventeenth sandwich of the day. Doesn't he have anything else more useful for me to do?

Dooku went into the control room. "What is thy bidding, my Master?" He asked the hologram of Darth Sidious.

"I need ideas for a birthday party." Sidious said.

Dooku inwardly groaned. "Who's birthday is it?"

"THAT INFORMATION IS CLASSIFIED!"

"How am I supposed to help you, then?" Dooku inquired.

"Oh, ah, umm, good point…" Sidious muttered, "It's my birthday party."

"Oooh, cool! Am I invited?" Dooku squealed.

"Details will be discussed later!" Sidious yelled. "Now. Ideas!"

"Oh, right… um, have you ever played 'pin the saber on the Sith'?" Dooku asked.

"No. That sounds fun." Sidious scrawled the idea on a notebook with an old, dull pencil.

"And there's always deadly chairs. You play evil music and go around some chairs, and whoever doesn't get a chair gets a sticker that says 'loser'." Dooku said.

"Oooh, evil…" Sidious scribbled that under the other idea.

"And of course there's always beauty makeovers." Dooku suggested.

"Er… I think I'll skip that one." Sidious said.

"Alright. Anything else?"

"What's a good cake flavor?"

"Um, Darth Chocolate?" Dooku said.

"And what are some good things to drink?"

"Red punch. And if they ask for some punch, punch 'em." Dooku said.

"Oooh, this is going to be sooooo much fun!" Sidious squealed. "Thanks, Dookie! See you later!" Sidious hung up.

"Did he just call me 'Dookie?'" Dooku said aloud, completely mortified.

Ventress trudged into the room. "Master, I've made twenty more sandwiches. What should I do with them all?" She said.

"Eat them." Dooku said.

"Excuse me?" Ventress said.

"You heard me. Eat. Them." Dooku said.

"But I'm not hungry." Ventress said.

"EAT THEM!" Dooku shrieked.

"Fine!" Ventress ran off to eat the sandwiches.

Dooku sighed. "Finally got rid of her," He muttered.

Back in the Jedi Temple…

Ahsoka yawned and opened her eyes. She had finally gotten a nice, relaxing nap. She got out of bed and went into the living room. Anakin was watching a cartoon and cracking up at the impossible stunts. Dramatically rolling her eyes at her master's weird habits, she went to go do something else.

2 hours later, in the Separatist base:

"Master," Ventress said with a short moan, "I finished all the sandwiches."

"Good. Now since I'm too stupid to think of anything else for you to do, go make more and eat them!" Dooku said.

Ventress nearly fainted. "There is no way I am making or eating anymore sandwiches! Go make your own sandwiches!" Ventress shouted and stormed off.

"Fine!" Dooku called after her. "Be that way," He muttered.

Back in the Jedi Temple:

Ahsoka and Anakin had just finished eating lunch. Ahsoka was sprawled out on the couch, extremely full from lunch. Anakin was doing the dishwasher.

"Hey, Snips? Is it just me or do I always do all the cooking and cleaning?" Anakin called.

Ahsoka shrugged from her awkward position on the couch. "You've never complained before." She stated.

"True," Anakin mumbled.

Ahsoka flipped over, thrust herself off the couch, and let out a sigh. She went to stare out the window.

Back in the Separatist base:

Sidious had just called to tell Dooku to make him some invitations. So Dooku was sitting on the floor surrounded by red paper, black glitter, felt tip pens, glue, and stickers.

"Your Invited too Darth Sideus's Berthday Partie." Dooku wrote. He studied it hard. "ARG this doesn't look right!" He growled, crumpling it up. He then un crumpled it. "VENTRESS!"

"Yes, Master?" She asked, darting into the room.

"What is wrong with this card? It doesn't seem right." Dooku said, looking at it again.

"You misspelled Sidious, birthday, and party. You used the wrong form of 'your', and the wrong form of 'too'." She said pointing them all out. She wrote them on a notebook page and gave it to him. "It should look like that."

Dooku snatched the notebook paper away from her. "Oh, thanks, now I don't have to make this one,"

"Aren't you going to write it on the red paper?" Ventress asked.

"No, that's a waste of time. I'll just put it on the notebook paper like you did." Dooku said, grabbing a notebook.

"I was doing that to show you!" Ventress said, but then she gave up. "Whatever." She said, and left the room.

Back at the Jedi Temple:

Ahsoka had just constructed a model of the Jedi Temple out of paper clips. It had taken her a long time.

"Ahsoka! Look at me, I'm a whirlpool!" Anakin said, and he came by spinning in circles.

"Look out, Master!" Ahsoka cried. Anakin spun faster and faster and closer and closer to the table.

"AHH!" Ahsoka screamed.

Anakin suddenly froze in midair- a centimeter away from Ahsoka's model. He backed away carefully.

"That was close," Ahsoka said, and she breathed a heaving sigh of relief- which knocked down her model.

Anakin burst out laughing hysterically. Ahsoka blushed. "Oops," She said with a giggle. Then she turned to Anakin. "Why were you pretending to be a whirlpool anyways?"

"Um… because I wanted to?" Anakin said, not knowing what else to say.

Ahsoka sighed, rolling her eyes. "You're so weird." She said.

"Hey! You are too!" Anakin protested.

Ahsoka shrugged. "Maybe I am. But you'll always be ten times as weird, you can't deny it."

"Who says I can't?"

"Me." Ahsoka said. She began to put the fallen paper clips back in their container.

"You have no authority over me!" Anakin said.

"So?"

"So, you can't tell me what to do." Anakin said, crossing his arms over his chest.

"But I know someone who can…" Ahsoka smirked and took out a comlink. "Master Obi-Wan?" She said into the comlink, "Please tell Anakin he's ten times as weird as I am."

Obi-Wan chuckled on the other end of the line. "Padawan, he is twenty times as weird as you."

Anakin looked mad, but Ahsoka frowned. "Master, I told you to tell him he's ten times as weird! Not twenty!"

Anakin looked utterly confused, and Obi-Wan was silent for a whole minute.

"Are you there, Master Kenobi?" Ahsoka called into the comlink.

"Yes, I'm-"

"Obi-Wan! COME IN OBI-WAN!" Ahsoka shouted. "We're losing him!" She said with a gasp. "Don't worry, Obi-Wan!" She started punching the buttons on the comlink. "Must- get it- to work!" She said, pounding it until it was nothing but a pile of scrap metal. "Obiiiiiii-Waaaaan!" She called again.

"Snips," Anakin said, snatching away the heap of metal. "You broke it."

Ahsoka frowned. "It's not broken." She took it back from him. "See watch," She pressed a crushed button. "Come in," She called. "Yes, I'm here!" She whispered in a higher pitched voice. "Where are you?" She said in her normal tone. "In my quarters." She said in the fake voice. "Oh no!" She said in the fake voice, "It's-" She made some static noises, "breaking- up-" She sighed and went back to her regular voice. "I lost the connection." She said.

Anakin rolled his eyes dramatically. "It's broken."

Ahsoka was red with embarrassment. "No it's not, you saw me talking with that person."

"Ahsoka, of all the people I would know you're faking. Besides, you aren't the best ventriloquist." Anakin said, his finger thoughtfully scratching his chin.

"Nonsense!" Ahsoka cried, slamming her hand on the table, which in the process she slammed her hand on the broken comlink, shocking her hand with the exposed wire.

"Ouch!" She yelped, jumping back. She shook out her hand.

Anakin couldn't help but laugh. "See? it's broken."

"Fine." Ahsoka muttered, cradling her hand. "I still think it works, though." She left and went into her room.

Anakin groaned. He called Obi-Wan on his wrist com. "Sorry about that," Anakin muttered, "Ahsoka was just being crazy again."

"So I hear," Obi-Wan mumbled.

"So am I really twenty times more weird than her?" Anakin asked.

"Do I have to answer that question?" Obi-Wan replied.

"Oh," Anakin muttered. "So how are things with you?"

"Good. Kit, his monkeys and I started a band called 'A human, a Nautolen, and a bunch of monkeys'. We're still working on the name." He said.

"Cool. When's the concert?" Anakin said, only half joking.

"Not for a couple years, Anakin." Obi-Wan said with a small groan.

Ahsoka suddenly burst out of her room. "Master! Master, Master, Master, Master, Master!" She cried.

"What is it, Ahsoka?" Anakin asked.

"Look what I found!" Ahsoka held out a small clear ball that fit in the palm of her hand.

"Um, nice. A plastic ball." Anakin said, he turned back to Obi-Wan, "As I was saying-"

"NO, Master! It's not just any plastic ball, there's someone living inside of it!" Ahsoka said. She waved it in his face. "See, see? Can't you see her?"

Anakin pushed it away. "Ahsoka, there's no one in there." He said.

"Yes there is! She talks to me!" Ahsoka listened closely to the ball. "Uh huh, yes, alright I'll tell him." Ahsoka looked back at Anakin. "She said that she is real. I've named her Lucy."

"Ahsoka," Anakin groaned, "There's no one in the ball. Get rid of it." He Force pushed it out of her hand and it went flying across the room and rolled under the couch.

"Lucy!" Ahsoka shrieked. "I'll save you!" Ahsoka darted after the ball.

Anakin groaned. "Sorry about that, Obi-Wan." He said.

"What's up with Ahsoka?" Obi-Wan asked.

"She seems to have found herself an imaginary friend of some sort." He said with another dramatic eye roll.

"Maybe she's just bored." Obi-Wan said.

"She's not bored, she's insane." Anakin said.

"Well, I can't really argue with you there." Obi-Wan replied.

Anakin pressed closer to the comlink. "So do you still think I'm twenty times more weird then her?"

Back at the Separatist base:

"Invitations are done!" Dooku said, showing the holographic Sidious a pile of notebook paper scribbled with the invite note.

"I thought I told you to make them red and black. It's more… Sith-like." Sidious said.

"But this was easier! And cheaper!" Dooku insisted.

"Cheaper you say? Fine, I'll use them." Sidious said.

"Yay! So who should I send them to?" Dooku asked.

"Send them to the Jedi…" Sidious said with an evil smirk, "And we can defeat them while they're here."

"Evil plan," Dooku said.

"See you at the party." Sidious said, and the hologram faded away.

Ooooh, Sidious you are evil!... and kind of stupid... :\ anyways, stay tuned for chapter 13!