Disclaimer: I don't own any of the character, or the movie. I love Star Wars, so don't think that I'm just some person that wants to ruin it. I don't believe in ObiDala, but, you know. What ever works for the story works. I don't believe that Anakin is gay either, or that he would marry his own son either. Please R&R, this chapter is funnier than the last, at least I think so.

SW Ep.II AOTP a.k.a Star Wars Episode II Attack of the Parodies

Chapter 3: Anakin Marries Luke (as in his son Luke)

*We are at the wedding of Anakin Skywalker and Luke Skywalker. Luke is wearing a suit and Anakin is wearing a dress (I wonder what Haden looks like in a dress??) the church is full of people. The priest is still aggravated from the last wedding that he did, which would be Padmè and Obi-Wan's.*

Priest Person *aggravated*: Do you, Luke Skywalker take Anakin to be your Wife?

*He shortened the usual vows so that it would be less likely for one of them to back out or to stall the wedding*

Luke: Uhhh…Sorry, I wasn't listening to you.

Priest Person: Just say 'I do'.

Luke: You do.

*The priest hits himself on the head*

Priest Person: Just forget that I said that. Say you do.

Luke: I do.

Priest Person: Good. Do you, Anakin Skywalker take Luke to be your Husband?

Anakin: Umm…I do.

Priest Person *to Luke*: You may now kiss the bride.

*Luke French kissed Anakin. (eww!) Everyone in the audience turned away and made faces. Some people made disgusted noises.*

~At the Party After the Wedding ~(I forgot what it was called, if you know please tell me.)

*Anakin stands up on his chair and taps his glass with his spoon to get everyone's attention. He accidentally taps too hard shattering the glass, everyone turns to him*

Anakin: Thank you. Now that I have everyone's attention, I have an announcement to make. Everyone, I'm pregnant!

*Everyone was shocked. Padmè dropped her fork on the ground. One of the waiters brought Anakin a new glass with more champagne in it.*

Anakin: A toast. To me, Luke, and our unborn baby!

*Padmè went to bring her glass to everyone else's, but halfway to the table she dropped it, spilling champagne all over her lap and ruining her brand new dress.*

Obi-Wan: Padmè, are you alright?

Padmè: Yes, I am just really tired.

~At Luke and Anakin's House~

Anakin: Okay, sign the paper.

Luke: Umm…ok.

*Luke took out a paper and signed it*

Luke: Here.

*He handed Anakin the paper, which he also signed. Anakin put it in his pants (not even his pocket) and sat down. Padmè came running in through the door*

Padmè: Anakin, I want you.

Anakin: You want me to do what?

Padmè: I want you back. Anakin, let's go in the back and go to bed!

Anakin: I will not sleep with you.

Padmè *making a sad face*: Why not?

Anakin: Because you're pregnant and married.

Padmè: So are you.

Anakin: No I'm not.

Padmè: I'm not pregnant, I'm just married.

Anakin: Well in that case…Luke we'll see you later…

*Luke left and Anakin and Padmè went in the bedroom*

TBC

Okay…that was really bad, but I don't know what else to write. If you could give me ideas that would be great. If you give me an idea for this and I use it I will give you credit. Mesa be tanken yousa for reading dis. The next chapter will be up as soon as I get more ideas for the story. Bye for now. Oh, and I'm sorry that this was soo short. I just ran out of good ideas.