Summary: The morning after Scene 3…poor Queeny…
Category: Humor/Parody
Rating: PG-13
Author: Pipper
Disclaimer: They aren't mine, but I wanna play with them, so NYUH! And oh, I don't get money off this so don't sue.
WARNING: Jedi perversions ahead, kinda sexual, but not really…proceed at your own risk.
[Scene 4: Everyone is awake and eating breakfast, except Amidala.]
Amidala: Unh…*wakes up*
Qui-Gon: Good morning, you're Highness. *Slight bow*
Amidala: *whimpers* Hmm…uhm…why do I feel as if someone has been pummeling my chest?! *Moans in pain*
Qui-Gon: *Blushes* *Stares at plate*
[Yoda walks over to Amidala, stick tapping and saying "hrmm," and stuff.]
Yoda: Heal others, I can. Treat your injury I should. *Grimy little paws reaching for Amidala's chest*
[Amidala clutches her chest and backs away from Yoda.]
Amidala: Don't come any closer! *Looks around for something to defend herself with*
Yoda: Fear me you should not. Help you I will.
Amidala: *Whimpers*
[Yoda lunges at Amidala, grabs hold and nuzzles her breasts, shaking head and everything.]
Yoda: Hrmm…so soft you are…hrmm…so soft… *keeps nuzzling*
Amidala: *Struggles* Get! Off! Me! You PERVERT!!! *Throws Yoda across the room*
*THUD*
Amidala: *Disgusted expression* Ugh, as if!!!
[Everyone glares at Yoda.]
Yoda: *Scratches head* Wanted to help her, I merely did. Very ungrateful she is. Wish she were as willing as Yaddle I do. *Remembers times _with_ Yaddle* *Closes eyes, grinning* *Starts to hump walking stick* Hrmm…hrmm…hrmm…
Qui-Gon: *Chokes on food*
Anakin: *Gag*
Everyone: -_- Eww.
Amidala: Please don't tell me that that's how he got his seat in the Council…
--End Scene 4-
~To be continued~