Chichiri, Emperor of Konan (and other insanity), no da!

by

Suzaku no Miko Copy cabbit

with this chapter by

Tama-chan

Notes from the cabbit: Konayananichiwa! It's everyone fav. insane author, Copy cabbit! Are you having fun? Good… This chapter was written by Tama-chan, as you can read above. I don't own Star Wars, unfortunately T_T If I did, Obi-Wan would never leave my sight, and he would stay young forever! Anakin  too! ^-^

Chapter 4: Star Wars, no da!

Tama-chan glanced over in Tamahome's direction, her arms wrapped around him as she leant forward and whispered something in his ear.

Tamahome's eyes widened as he listened to Tama-chan.

Tama-chan started dragging away Tamahome to a bedroom.

Tamahome started to grab everything in his path.

Tama-chan opened the bedroom door, and then grabbed both of Tamahome's feet, trying to get him inside the room.

"No!" Tamahome pleaded, as he latched on to both sides of the doorframes.

"Get your cute seishi butt in here!" Tama-chan said, as she finally managed to get him in the room. She smiled at everyone, nodded, and closed the door. The sound of a lock was heard, and a scream coming from Tamahome begging Tama-chan not to come near was heard as well.

Hotohori glanced over at Himeko with a pleading look in his eyes.

"No," Himeko said, knowing what he wanted.

"But I want heirs to the throne!" Hotohori whined.

"Well, maybe you will get lucky and have heirs in the way Anakin was born," Himeko said.

"Um…who is Anakin?" Hotohori asked.

A copy of Star Wars: Episode One: The Phantom Menace appeared in Himeko's hands. "Here, watch this. It will explain what I mean," Himeko said.

Hotohori held the tape in his hands, looking at it. "Himeko, I'm watching it, but I don't understand yet," he said.

Himeko sighed, and made a TV/VCR appear. "Stick the tape in the VCR and watch it," she said.

This got the other star warriors' attention, and the Nyan Nyan, who were all wearing nightgowns,  as they all walked up to the black box, wondering what it was.

Miaka walked in and almost jumped for joy because there was a TV in the room. She ran over to it, and turned it on to the Iron Chef.

Tasuki jumped back as he watched the tiny people appear on the TV. "Ack! They are trapped!" he exclaimed.

"We'll help them!" the Nyan Nyan said. They tried to go into the TV, but it didn't work.

Himeko sighed, put the tape in, and pressed play. As the movie started, she sat down next to Hotohori with a bag of popcorn.

The star warriors watched Star Wars, expecting the fact that the people are trapped inside, so they watched it hoping they were okay. They all sweatdropped when they saw Jar Jar Binks.

Tasuki, still drunk, ran behind Himeko. "Jar Jar is scary," he said.

Himeko whacked Tasuki with her hammer.

"We'll fix your klutziness!" the Nyan Nyan said, and tried again to go into the TV.

Himeko sweatdropped.

Hotohori, still clueless about how Anakin was born, gave Himeko another pleading look.

"No. Keep watching it," Himeko said.

The Nyan Nyan started throwing popcorn at each other.

"Na No Da! May the Force be with you!" Chichiri said.

The Nyan Nyan saw Darth Maul's horns. "OOO! OOO! OOO! We'll fix your face!" they exclaimed.

"No, Nyan Nyan," Himeko said.

The Nyan Nyan looked towards Himeko, then towards Darth Maul, a pleading look in their eyes, as the really wanted to help him.

Himeko got back out her hammer, and glared at the Nyan Nyan. "You even touch the TV, and it's to the moon with you," she said.

The Nyan Nyan sat back down.

Nuriko squealed happily as she saw Queen Amidala's dress. "I so much want that dress," he said.

"You would," Tasuki said.

In no time at all, the seishi and the Nyan Nyan finally fell asleep in front of the TV.

To be continued…