SSJ V: OK, dudes, dudetts, and dude-its! I've gotten a lot of suggestions lately, but we're going to try our best to work in all, or as many as we can!

Boba: And NOT HAVE IT DELETED!!!

SSJ V: Oh, ya! That's right, someone reported my other story, Random Star Wars, so it no longer EXISTS!! Must kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiillllllllllllll.........

D_P: Yes, and my account was deleted. We're all having such a good time, aren't we?

SSJ V: Ah, ya! I forgot! I'll just change your name-

Darth_Trinity: Much better!

Boba: None of us own Star Wars. If we did, someone would have assassinated those two for their sheer stupidity by now.

SSJ V & D_T: HEY!

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Dragonlet walked slowly back to class, enjoying the fact that no information was rushing to her brain. (A/N Ha, ha, ha, sorry, I had to!) Why had she blown up all of the Jar-Jar toilets? Now THEY might be using the same device-of-formerly-biotic-waste-disposal (also known as the John) as she was! Oh well, she would just have to tie them all to something stationary and make sure that they didn't go. OR, cram them ALL into one room and MAKE them all go! Now that would be fun! She paused outside of the door to class, before sneaking in, when her eyes locked on her mortal enemy: three Obi fans.

One by one, the all turned to face her. The battle had begun.

Lightbulby turned to look behind her. It seemed that three Obi fans were fighting one Maul. She didn't particularly care who won, so she just joined the Maul, to make the teams more even. And the certain detail of their teacher (Boba Fett) encouraging fighting, made it all the more fun, because she wasn't going to get detention for it!

Darth Trinity ( formerly known as Darth Padme) looked behind her at Katt, Jace, Culf, Culf's side kick young Han Solo, Marian, Kiami, Tian and Chinow. Oh ya, they were in. But the question was, who to join? The points ran for her as so:

Obi Maul

Rhyming first and last name Neato tattoos

Funky Buzz cut horns

Perhaps her bran did not make itself clear, RHYMING NAMES Mondo cool evilness

HELLO, BUZZ CUT AND RHYMING NAMES!! Double bladed saber!

In the end, the buzz cut and rhyming names won out over Neato tattoos, horns, evilness, and the double bladed saber. Now to throw the fists!

Obi Wan Jenobi, able to be spotted by her Obi like hair, Twissie and Falcon (from Norway) stared down their enemy, the Maul fan. Oh, the picture of ignorance. If only she had been better educated. But since she hadn't, they would have to beat the living stuffing out of her.

All at once, the two sides ran at each other with cries such as never had been heard before. (ex.: "OBI RULES, MAUL EATS DROOL!" "YOU CAN'T EAT DROOL!" "GO MAUL!" "WHO'S SIDE AM I ON?" "BUZZ CUT!" "EAT MY SITHLY SHORTS!")

*Meanwhile*

"Want to try to make your head explode?" SSJ V asked her companion as they strolled back towards the classroom.

"Not particularly." The teenage Fett answered cautiously.

"No, no, not you, Big You, who we need a better name for, by the way."

Boba raised an eyebrow, but wisely decided not to comment.

Rounding the corner, they promptly ran into Darth Minime Evil, who was, once again, skipping.

"Woah, you guys should see the *censored* classroom! It's a *censored* mad house!" He yelled, before running off to gather more spectators.

"There goes the only eleven year old other than by brother with a dirtier mouth than mine." SSJ V paused. "Did it sound to you like he meant that there was a giant fight going on that we're heading towards?"

"Ha, ha, ha!" (A/N You know, that scary laugh thing that he did)

"Dude, that's just creepy."

"I know."

*five minuits later*

"And now you see why Mandalorians were one of the most feared races in the galaxy." Boba smirked as he kicked some random person in the head.

"Yup, right up there with us messed up animated types." SSJ V announced, as she began wailing on the nearest person in sight.

"Boba? SSJ?" Leca called over the crowd, simotaniously punching someone in the head. Fett dive rolled while SSJ V ducked in behind him, coming up next to Leca, who was fighting on the same team as Darth_Trinity, Katt, Jace, Marian, Kiami, Tian, Lightbulby, Chinow, Culf, young Solo (who was met by much glaring from the young Fett and SSJ V) Terry and Erica.

"Why are we fighting?" SSJ V asked, getting mixed answers, varying from 'I dunno, but isn't it fun?" to "Bald people and buzz cuts." Leaving her that much more confused that before.

Apparently, as she found out later, Terry was fighting because an Obi dissed purple or otherwise weird hair, Katt was fighting because Marian was fighting, Marian was fighting because a Maul called her a dumb blond, Erica was fighting because someone broke her Star Wars pencil, Darth Trinity was fighting because Obi Wan's named rhymed and buzz cuts are cool, and Culf, Solo, Chinow, Lightbulby, Jace, Kiami and Tian were fighting- because.

Meanwhile, Older Boba Fett began giving extra credit to the particularly good fighters. (A/N, Wouldn't you love a teacher like that?)

Eventually, the bell rang, and the class hobbled, limped, or crawled out of class, depending on their present disposition.

"So, Map Reader Boy, where to next?" The slightly larger group of all of their fighting allies gathered around Boba.

"Dad's class, last period."

SSJ V groaned. "How many times do you people want me to hurl today? I'm already hungry!"

"You're always hungry, V." Boba grumbled his reminder to the pouting-

"I TOLD YOU PEOPLE, I AM-"

"Saya Nadian, we know." They chorused

SSJ V smiled. "Much better!"

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Porky-the-British-pig: Righto, chaps, that's all for now!

DT: OK, this is officially scaring me.

SSJ V: Yadda, Yadda, you've seen this enough times, right?